And Then There Were Three...

The first month of being a mom of three has proven itself emotional, fulfilling, stressful, amazing, beautiful, frustrating, exhausting, and last but not least, pretty darn perfect.

Sleepless nights have left me tearful, although not sad.

Time with the older two is more precious than ever.

My husband has blessed me in ways I never thought possible. He provides for me in ways I didn't realize that I even needed.

Housework has, somewhat, fallen to the back burner. Bookkeeping and data entry isn't getting done as soon as before. And dinner is rarely planned, usually consisting of last minute brilliance.

Some days, I don't get dressed, I don't put any make up on, and I don't do my hair.

Some days we're lucky I brush my teeth, and put deodorant on.

And I'm realizing that, that is most definitely OK.

These days are short lived. Knowing this makes me a bit sad...and a bit relieved. It feels balanced.

As the routine of having 3 gets a little more solid, I'll be writing more. There is so much I want to write about, yet I'm struggling to find the time.