I will give you a real update soon, but until then, here are a few thoughts.
1. We live in a small-ish town. I had one friend put it this way: "Outside of the university, it's a really small world. You run into people you know all the time, everywhere you go." The other day, I took the kids to the library. After a while, I decided that it was time to go. On my way home I decided to stop at the local grocery store (there are actually two in town, and the other one is all the way on the other side of town, all the way to work, all the way to work--name that movie). I was in there for maybe ten minutes with all three kids, and as I was checking out, you'll never guess who I ran into. You'll never guess, so I'll just tell you: Bryan. In the middle of a work day, he decided to go to the same place as me for the same time frame, and he was checking out at the same time. I promise you, it was random. Or ESP, not sure which.
2. People keep asking me, "How is it with three kids?" And I'm here to tell you, I LOVE NUMBER THREE! I wouldn't trade him for the world. And it complicates my life only a very little more than two. Or actually, I think it is easier. Two was HARD for me, but three is just more of the same. I'm quite proficient at getting three kids in or out of the car in under 3 minutes.
3. I feel old. For several reasons. First, we just bought our first house. Second, I have three kids. Third, the oldest is turning 5 this week and starts Kindergarten at the end of the month. Fourth, I am the Laurel Advisor (the 16 and 17-year-old girls) at church. That was a looong time ago for me. Fifth, one of the kids I babysat every weekend for a few years when I was a teenager, is going on a mission for our church. Weird. Really. Weird.
More soon.
9 comments:
I can't wait to hear more about your town and the move and the new things going on! Oh, and congratulations on joining the homeowners guild!
I love that you ran into Bryan!! What a wonderful surprise :) You are such a good mom! It's neat to hear that 3 isn't too bad--someday for us I'm sure :) And I know what you mean about feeling old...
I'm so delighted to hear that #3's a happy surprise, in terms of ease and lovey delight. I felt the same way about each baby that came; a little bit harder, but a lot of joy. The first one was the hardest for me. Then two, like you...
So glad for you!!!
P.S. You're not that old! :-)
So three isn't that bad huh? See, i've hear 1+1 does not = 2 and that 2+1 does not = 3. You give me hope! :) I always wanted 3.
That is ironic running into Bryan, it is a small world. The other day I was at Fred Meyer and then went across town to Walmart the exact same lady was at both places checking out at the exact same time that I was. I thought it was so weird....
I had a male co-worker who said that #3 was the hardest because he went from having an equal ratio of adults to ... not. Interestingly, I mentioned this to Shalissa and she was like, "Eh. Even with two I was outnumbered most of the time, so the third isn't that much more." I thought it was an interesting perspective between the male (who was usually with the wife and kids at the same time) and the female (who spent a lot of time as the lone adult).
I completely agree--three is not harder. Busier, but not harder. And like the previous commenter mentioned, the moms were already outnumbered at 2, so what's another one, right?
Don't you love being in YW? I'm the 1st counselor in our ward and it makes me laugh whenever I say that out loud because I feel entirely too young to be in a Presidency for crying out loud.
I loved 3 too because the two oldest could play while I took care of the baby (nursing). Love that you ran into Bryan.
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