Kevin and I had a nice little life with 2 kids, one girl one boy. We went on weekend adventures. We could easily get seated at a restaraunt. We all fit at our small dining room table. We were pretty smug and thought our parenting abilities were the reason our family ran so smoothly.
Then baby number three came and rocked us to the core. Everything we did was a show. We had kids running everywhere. Someone was always crying. Our once clean living room became riddled with toy cars and bottles and baby wipes. Our serene little foursome became a loud, crazy cast of characters in the blink of an eye. Hence the beginning of the traveling circus.
Things have gotten substantially better now that the baby can walk and talk. But we still feel like a band of gypsies when we load in and out of the caravan. On good days, I am an effective ringleader and for our survival, Kevin and I both had to polish our juggling skills. Three feels like way more than two. Even though I wouldn’t change our family for the world, I do miss the days when we could all fit in one booth.
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Then baby number three came and rocked us to the core. Everything we did was a show. We had kids running everywhere. Someone was always crying. Our once clean living room became riddled with toy cars and bottles and baby wipes. Our serene little foursome became a loud, crazy cast of characters in the blink of an eye. Hence the beginning of the traveling circus.
Things have gotten substantially better now that the baby can walk and talk. But we still feel like a band of gypsies when we load in and out of the caravan. On good days, I am an effective ringleader and for our survival, Kevin and I both had to polish our juggling skills. Three feels like way more than two. Even though I wouldn’t change our family for the world, I do miss the days when we could all fit in one booth.
