Being a stay-at-home mom is no joke. Holy cow, what a lot of work it is. Yet, despite all that I love what I am. Man was designed to work. I feel so much better putting in a hard days work than relaxing on the couch all day long pursuing whatever I feel like in the moment. It's like faithfully going to the gym and working out every day. Or going to daily mass. You just feel better.
How is my life right now? Crazy busy.
The baby is 6 weeks old. At 4 weeks and 2 days I started to get smiles out of him. Now he regularly smiles at whoever grabs his attention. He also sleeps from 1-5 hours at a time. Fortunately, those 5 hour stretches happen in the evening and I get a break from sitting on the couch. I can spend a bit of time with my older boys and my husband. Then I can get a few hours of sleep before the next time I'm needed by the baby. The baby then wakes me a few hours later and I'm up for the day or I might get to go back to sleep. During the day he's sporadically awake and asleep with a big nap at lunch time. I'm looking forward to set nap times and sleeping through the night. It will be bliss.
Pilot is potty trained except at night, thanks to his awesome daddy. We just have to make sure he uses the toilet regularly. I had tried the naked method last summer but as soon as it got cool enough for clothing, it was no use. When I had the baby, my husband stayed home for 6 weeks to help with the boys and in the process he got Pilot trained to use the toilet. He even showed him how to pee standing up. I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Hero is learning words a mile a minute. He copies everything we say and is outpacing Pilot in new words. He's also quite good at going up and down the stairs with no help, sometimes without holding onto the wall or railing. I'm very impressed. He hauls his toys up and down the stairs and wears my shoes through the house.
Loads of laundry, loads of cloth diapers every day. Dishes to do, kitchen to clean, meals to make, food to clean up. Toys. Toys everywhere. I can't stand toys being everywhere. My mom broke her toe on my niece's barbie head that was laying on the floor years ago. I vowed to keep toys cleaned up so people wouldn't get hurt, namely my klutzy self. Groceries to buy. Pediatrician and dentist appointments to go to. Walking for exercise, which is something at the bottom of my to-do list since other things get in the way. And cleaning my house. I'm tired just thinking about it.
Little boys run to me for kisses and hugs. I patch boo boos and kiss scrapes and bruises. I tell the boys stories and read out of books to them. Piggy back rides up stairs to bed. Naps. Bathtime. It's a whirlwind of activities.
Never in my life did I expect to do so much work day in and day out, at night and during the day, with little break 24/7. Time to myself comes rarely and often only when my parents graciously watch the boys while I run off to do an errand. I know some will say my husband should help more. He does help in his own way but his job is to earn money for our family and make sure we are financially secure. He works, pays bills, and puts the boys to bed. He fixes the house and landscapes the yard. He has work a plenty without me adding to his load.
In a few years, I will add homeschooling to the mix and I have no idea how I'll fit it in. Yet, I think it's better for our family than shipping them off to the local public school. I won't have to worry like my cousin who has to wake her toddlers from a nap after daylight savings time to go pick up their older sister. Finding all the right clothes and books every day won't be high on the priority list.
Yes, life is busy but it is worth it. In a few years everything will be different. I won't have the sleep deprivation I have now, just something else in its place. This is my happy place. This is my life.