My Kids Mom

While some people are unplugging* from the internet in order to get back in touch with reality, I’m unplugging from reality in order to get back in touch with the internet. I am constantly blogging in my mind, and I figure it’s time to get the thoughts out in order to free up some mental space. I’m running at max capacity right now, mentally, and I figure I could use all the space I can get. The only obstacle is finding the time… I don’t want to lose my grip on reality entirely, only now and then. So, on the rare momentus occasions that I find myself with nothing else better (better is like beauty, it’s in the eye of the beholder) to do, I will take time to enlighten you, the Internet, on all of my unleashed knowledge. *scoff, scoff* Aaaaanyways. Yes, baby #3 has arrived, thanks for asking! He was born on his due date (who knew!) Feb. 1st at 2:01pm. He was 9lbs, 6oz at birth, the exact same weight as his big brother who, by the way, adores him. And, for the purpose of this blog, he will now be referred to as Little Man. There is a link to his picture if you look at the bottom of this post. Life is going in super fast motion now, I often write blog posts in my head while I’m showering, as that is the only time it is quiet enough to think. I knew having 3 kids would be tough, physically. Y’know, staying up all night, then having to deal with the other two, but I never thought it would be so mentally challenging. As in trying to keep sanity while having 3 (and sometimes 4) people wanting/requiring your attention, time, love, and services. It feels like I entered into one of those careers where your phone rings all day long and you are constantly being pulled this direction and that…only I don’t get to go home at the end of the day. The end of the day is the end of the day! I love being a Mom though, and I still think it’s the most important job in the world.  *I’m not insinuating that she made a wrong choice! I think it’s great! Good for her! Go her!  Little ManAnd yes, I’m aware that this is one big run on paragraph, but I can’t figure out why it won’t separate the paragraphs for me like it used to. I guess I have been away too long… 

With that kind of headline you might think that this post is about some quirky personality survey. Like, if you keep your forks in the drawer next to the refrigerator then you’re a meat-loving animal killer.

Well, sorry to disappoint you. I was just wondering because in this chaos that we call home I can’t seem to find a clean one right now. Right now, when I really really need one. I figure if I’m going to stab it in my eye, I at least should use a clean one. I wouldn’t want an infection or anything. So I guess the only thing holding me back from stabbing a fork in my eye is … well … not having one. A fork that is, not an eye. I have an eye. In fact, I have two. One on the left, one on the right. It between is my nose, in case you were wondering.

Yes, I am babbling and avoiding the subject of why I might want to put a fork in my eye. No, not put. Stab. Stab. MyKidsDad has been away less than 48 hours and I’m about to go bonkers. My kids are so loud. They don’t stop for a second. And I can’t keep up. And it’s exhausting. And now, not only are they tiring me out with all of their activity, I am starting to feel the baby move too. I can’t even lay down and be still by myself, because there is still movement going on inside of me. Is there any rest for the weary? I’ve heard not.

Does anyone have some rubber cement that they can teleport to my house right now? I need some, and I don’t feel like taking these monkeys out of the house. I suppose I have no choice. Do you think the people at the store will look down on us if Lil’Miss’s hair is all messy, and her shirt is all jammy from supper? Do you think they will care if my eyes are all red and puffy and there’s mascara smeared on my white sweater? I think today, I am past the shame. I don’t even care.

I’m sure I will run into someone I know. That’s just how these kind of days work. I’ll keep you posted.