Everyone jokes that as a mom has more and more kids, she stresses less and less about the little things. We have all seen the diaper commercial where the mom throws some snacks on the ground for her second child to eat. I am looking at you Mary Kathryn … Of course, there is truth to this when it comes to some things, but there are certainly A LOT of times that I feel very far from a carefree mom.
Keeping the Schedule
These little minions have a lot of stuff going on and then I have to multiply times three. The two big kids have after school activities three days a week, tutoring and flag football on Sunday, and the little one eats five times a day. FIVE TIMES A DAY!!!!! EVERY DAY!!!! So this means I have to stay on schedule more days than not. In all honesty, I have always been someone who thrives in a scheduled environment, but now I feel like I am drowning in schedules.
Keeping Them Fed
I know that I need to meal prep and cook on Sunday. I know this … but it doesn’t always happen for various reasons. So this means I am scrambling most days to get the kids something to eat for dinner. Does a peanut butter and banana roll up and left over pizza for three nights in a row count as dinner? And Benji is six months old, so we have started him on foods. I have dreaded this day for many reasons, but mostly because it is One. More. Thing. I. Have. To. Do.
Keeping Them Alive
I tell everyone that asks that this is the most ANXIOUS I have ever been as a mom. I remember being a first time mom and the uncertainty that I felt during that time, I really do; but I was clueless, not anxious. It is not that having three children is super difficult (just a little difficult), it really isn’t. The RESPONSIBILITY of three little lives keeps me up at night; I wake up every morning at 4:30 worrying about anything and everything. So on top of everything else, I am just one down right tired momma.
Anxiety is in the “Mom” job description, but the reward is so so so worth every moment I spend worrying about them. These kiddos are some kind of special and are an even trade for the gray hair I have developed over the last three years. As parents, we are so worried we are going to mess something up and scar them for life, but in reality these kids honestly think we can do no wrong. So worry on Momma, you are not alone on the anxiety train.
