Baby Sister is now three months old and I’m checking in briefly to share some of my observations on the first three months of our life as a family with three [kids] under four [years of age]:
1. Going from two kids to three isn’t nearly as hard as going from zero to one. (With apologies to any parents-to-be among my readers for any fear this comment may induce.)
2. On hubris: beware of taking to the phone lines to announce that your magnificent two month old daughter is sleeping through the night. She will undoubtedly overhear you and decide to remind you who is boss (i.e. not you) by developing a cold and looking for company at 3 a.m.
3. On hubris, part two: Remember how I spent lots of time during my pregnancy improving my eating habits and celebrating the success of my Happiness Project? Well, let’s just say that I’ve lowered my standards (i.e. “exercise” = cleaning up Legos; “healthy eating” = devouring doughnut holes instead of an entire Cinnabon; “reading” = a third straight recitation of The Very Hungry Caterpillar).
4. Newborns are cute. So are toddlers. And so are preschoolers.
5. Newborns are exhausting. So are toddlers. And so are preschoolers.
I’ve missed you and I’ve missed the me that I am when I’m writing and blogging. So, I’m back. (I think.) Back and hopefully better than ever.