I feel as though I've fallen into a blogging funk. Truth is, our fall has been way more chaotic and full than I ever thought possible, leaving little time (or energy) to try and figure out my thoughts to put on "paper." I figured doing another high/low post would be the best possible solution to ensure I don't forget how life is right now, and allow me to organize things without having to use paragraph form.
High: Having three kids. Some days, I take a slow look around and marvel at all that I have been blessed with. I cannot imagine our life without Tyler (or without either of my big boys too).
Low: having three kids. I realize I'm contradicting myself. And honestly, it's not exactly a LOW. But in all truthfulness, sometimes having three kids makes things a bit more complicated. Like this morning, when I desperately needed to make a "quick" try to Sams. I wasn't in a healthy frame of mind apparently, because I decided it would be a good idea to take all 3 kids to the store by myself. Half way through and I was pushing a full buggy with one hand (which is no joke with those Sams Club buggies-- those things are like pushing a suburban through a retail establishment!), holding the 19 pound infant in the other, and desperately trying to get out of the store before all 4 of us had complete meltdowns. Someone slap me if I ever attempt that again. (although I do have to brag on myself and say that as crazy as I was for taking all three boys to the store, I did have the decency of mind to say "better than empty!" to the man who thought it was necessary to point out the blatantly obvious fact that my hands are full.)
Low: the three year old phase. Lord have mercy. This phase may very well put me in the grave early. Connor can be the sweetest thing ever and then turn on a dime and make me wonder what I've done to deserve such hellacious moments. Thankfully I have the perspective that we'll eventually get through this, but my kidneys are going to take a beating, because there are days I can't make it through without two Rt 44 Cokes with Lemon from Sonic.
(at this particular moment, he was complaining that his chip didn't work. NO IDEA, Y'ALL.)
Low: Potty training. As much as I was not a fan of pushing a human out of my nether region, I can promise you that I would go through childbirth 194821 more times if it meant I didn't have to experience potty training with my children. Brayden was an absolute breeze to potty train, since I waited till he was ready and he has an exceptional drive when it comes to peer pressure. Connor, on the other hand, would much rather stick with the same thing, which means that I am stuck changing two sets of diapers for the foreseeable future. We do have moments where I think that we may be making a breakthrough, but nothing is even nearing consistency. So far we've had pee on the couch, he strips down to nothing in the cold so he can pee on the fence, and my personal fave was being told that he liked to pee on the potty at the same time his brother was peeing too. Did I mention the time when we were woken up at 4:30am to delightful tales of how Brayden had taken Connor to the bathroom on his own? I won't tell you how fun it is to clean pee off the floor before the sun comes up. Mainly, because, well, it's not fun.
High: Seeing my mom twice in one month. My family lives pretty far away, so time with them is savored around here.
Low: the reason we saw my mom twice in one month is because a good friend of hers whom our family has known for years, passed away. I am so thankful that we have the hope that we'll see Mrs Lynn again, and am grateful that she no longer deals with the hurts of this world, but her death was a solemn reminder to me that this world is not our home. Death sucks, and was never Gods plan.
High: My mom being in town means that I got to sneak away with my love.
Chips, salsa and margaritas, plus good company and child-less conversations=pure bliss.
High: having the blessing of MDO. I'm really not sure what I'd do without it.
Low: having to spend my MDO days going to the doctor for a seasonal allergy shot... for the dog.
Bless his heart. His allergies are the WORST during spring/fall season changes. And since we've been so busy he kind of got the backburner. Sorry, Toby. I promise we still love you, even if you're now fourth fiddle.
High: watching Tyler experience avocado this week. My kids have all had drastic differences when it comes to reacting to avocado. Brayden absolutely HATED it. Connor LOVED it, and Tyler, well... he's still deciding. :)
The weather here is supposed to be pretty this weekend, so I'm hoping we can get outside a bit before the weather turns so bitter cold that we're stuck inside during the solemn months of winter. Hope everyone has a great weekend!
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