As I run into friends and colleagues there is one thing that most everyone seems to ask me.
"So tell me … what is it really like with three kids?"
And I usually say the same thing to everyone, "It's insane."
But what I really should say is this.
It's insane, no doubt. Maybe 25% more insane than it was with two kids. But what I forget to say … is how nice it is to have a baby in the house.
Lincoln is our little light. Our ray of sunshine. Our innocent little angel.
He sits and stares at me as I write this. Giggling, cooing and smiling.
It is so good to have a baby in the house.
I knew that there would be sleepless night, showerless days and pure exhaustion.
But I forgot that along with that comes so much joy. It's pure bliss.
The Three-Month Lincoln Update:
My little angel is sleeping the night … he started at about ten-weeks. Never fail, all three of my boys slept through the night by ten weeks. Around eight weeks, I was close to my breaking point surviving on such short increments of sleep at a time … I thought he would never start to sleep and I was about to snap. Then "poof" one night he slept through the night and hasn't reverted back. I credit my Mommy Erica Boot Camp practice (aka: Babywise. I swear by this book. If you are pregnant or going to have a baby, READ THIS BOOK and do what they say. It works. I promise).
Total strangers come up to me and the first thing they comment on is his hair. So for the hair update … it is growing strong. He lost a small patch in the back (where his head rests to sleep) but besides that, no loss and an additional growth line has come in. His brows are also quickly filling in. He may soon need a wax. Did I read that spicy food during pregnancy is suppose to encourage hair growth? I could have that mixed up. Regardless, we did have a lot of mexican takeout during pregnancy. I put this cute little monkey cap on him over the weekend. It's funny to cover up his head and then unexpectedly pull off his hat and people are shocked at the poof of hair that appears.
Lincoln is yet to sleep in his crib. He is still sleeping in the bassinet next to my bed. Emmett went to the crib at about two weeks. Fletcher went there at about 6 days (he is a loud sleeper!). Lincoln … well, I don't want him to leave my side. So we continue to share a bedroom.
This could be TMI … if so, stop reading.
So I stopped breastfeeding at eleven weeks. And I felt ridiculously guilty. And I shouldn't … why is breastfeeding so hard to give-up? There is so much pressure to breastfeed babies … I wanted to do it as long as I could. But being realistic, there is no way that I can keep it up once I start work again, and even running around with three kids, just not possible.
So I stopped. and I was sad. Really sad … it's the hormones.
But now Lincoln is all formula (one breast milk bottle a day thanks to my freezer stash!) and it so good to have my body back.
Emmett and Fletcher continue to adore their little brother. They will sing to him, talk to him, read to him and try to teach him things. It is so fun to watch them all together (in the rare moments that no one is crying, screaming or fighting).
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