Before I got pregnant with #4 I was hesitant. However many people told me oh once you have three you might as well have 10. Well guess what they LIE!!!
It's partially my own fault that I am going crazy. I still want to do things and pretend I don't have four boys 6 and under. For example,
Going to any store for 1 or 2 things
Going out to dinner
Going to the mall
And those are just to name a few.
People keep telling me wow slow down you have a newborn. But really If they came over to my house they would probably tell me to get my butt in gear.
My children and are all still acting out each in there own way....
Ryder, he knows the second I sit down to nurse and goes for the jugular. Today he smeared not one but two things of pudding all over the ottoman.
I literally have to keep the cupboard lock with me at all time and a lock on the fridge otherwise I pay for it.
Sawyer: recently my visiting teacher asked him how the new baby was he told her he was dead....and sadly he is the most nurturing.
Noah: oh Noah my sassy sassy 6 year old. He has been something else and is having the hardest time. He snapped a pencil in front of his teacher. She acted like he murdered someone but that is a whole other topic.
I wish I could say the adjustment is easier but in truth you will have to come over you will see dirty boys most likely not clothed me in sweats that is if I dragged myself out of bed and a sink full of dishes. Oh and a home cooked meal? Ha not this week.
I'm not saying all this for a pitty party. I just have to document that this is hard. There is stuff that no one can prepare you for. And lucky for me the older they get the harder it is. I guess I should have listened when my mom said little people little problems.
So here's to another LONG week. Slowly I am hoping to gain what little control I once had. Until then don't judge :)