A few things I've learned . . .

So, lately I've been doing a lot of learning about being a mom. I thought I would record them for myself, so that someday when I'm sending #4 off to college I can laugh at how I was as a new mom.

Me and #4

1--It's ok to refer to my son as #4. It won't put him in therapy. I'm #4 and I refer to myself that way often. Ditto for letting #4 take naps in a swing, sleep through the night without a diaper change, and not spending every waking moment gazing lovingly into his eyes. (this is from the lady who once cut a onesie off #1 because of a blowout.) The point is, I've learned to stop stressing that every other thing I do with have long lasting negative consequences. Kids are pretty resilient.

#1, #2, & #3 hiding in the closet

2--No matter how hard I try to organize my day, my kids will unorganize it for me. The day I think I'm going to get them to bed a little bit early to get some things done in the evening is the night they'll all start throwing up soon after I put them down. Going with the flow and seizing the moment are going to have to become my mottos. Since I can't predict when I might actually be able to do something, I have to take any chance I can. Like how I should be sleeping right now, not blogging.

#1, #2, & #3 with the queen of "seize the moment" --Grandma Sarah.

How's the bird seed taste kids?

3--I'd probably be a lot happier if I quit trying to get stuff done--you know, like showering, eating, and brushing my teeth. Not exaggerating. If, when all four of my kids are awake, I attempted nothing but sitting on the floor and playing with them, my life would be much less stressful. I might by stinky and hungry, and my house a wreck, but at least I wouldn't be having breakdowns over spilled milk. I don't mean that in the cliche phrase way--I really mean spilled milk.

So, there are the lessons for this week. Don't worry--I'll forget them by Monday and have to relearn it all again. ;) Take care!