Transitioning from 2 to 3 Kids

When we found out we were pregnant with baby number 3, we were….nervous. We had finally found our groove as a family of 4. We were getting out of the toddler fog where you just push through until something makes sense again. When we had H, everything changed. We didn’t realize just how much would change until now. We are in the thick of it and here are some of the recent realizations!

1. We are completely outnumbered. Eventually, if they all go in different directions, which way do we go?!

2. We are back to buying diapers for 2 of the 3 kids. Yuck! Back on the potty training train!

3.The house is COVERED with baby stuff. Baby swing, bouncer, breast pump, bottles, diaper bags, clothes, wipes etc. Claustrophobia at its best!

4. Laundry is the ultimate revolving door. Every time I think I am done, there is a huge pile at the bottom of the stairs. At least I get my steps in where I can!

5. Dishes. With 3 boys, they are always eating! L and D are becoming more independent by the day. They want to pour their juice themselves, make pb and j themselves, help with making breakfast. As much as this is a wonderful development, there is a learning curve. Just today, one peanut butter and jelly yielded 3 spoons, 2 butter knives, 1 plate and a straw. (I have no idea what the straw was for but it was covered in both peanut butter and jelly.) When you throw in bottles and breast pump parts, we go through a lot of dish soap!

6. Holy grocery bill, Batman! L will only eat certain foods but will eat a TON of it. D eats nearly anything and wants everything you put in front of him. I am on a strict diet for breastfeeding due to H’s food allergies. H’s formula for supplementing is RIDICULOUSLY priced. (Shame on the companies who charge so much for people who already are having a hard time finding something for their baby to eat!) Just when I think I have filled these kids to the point of bursting, they ask for a snack!

7. Getting out of the house takes 3 times longer!! Leaving the house with a baby takes a long time but leaving the house with a 5 year old, 3 year old and a baby is damn near impossible. You can’t forget bottles, juice, blankie, woobies, pacifiers, and so on. Getting buckled and situated in the car is a feat that, when finished, leaves me exhausted and sweating. I now wait until bedtime to run my errands if I can help it.

8. H is the baby we didn’t know we needed. I had post-postpartum depression with L and D. This time around, I have been happy and mostly (I say mostly because, c’mon! Let’s be realistic!) sane since having H. Breastfeeding has been challenging yet rewarding. There are times I wake up to feed in the middle of the night and spend extra time holding him after he has fallen asleep because I am so amazed that this sweet, perfect little guy came out of me.

Baby number 3 is a challenge and I feel like my job is never done as a SAH mom. but to all those out there wondering if they should try for baby number 3, I say yes! It is hard and tiring and I honestly cannot believe I’m saying this but YES!! Do it!

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