Less Than Perfect

Well, geez Louise, it’s been a while since I’ve posted any sort of actual project.  Life has been . . . well, busy, to say the least!

And I was completely naive about how life was going to be after the birth of our son in June (our third child).  Everyone told me that the transition from one to two children is much harder than from two to three.  I disagree.  One was work.  Two was a balancing act.  Three . . . well, three feels like chaos.  (I have no idea how the Duggars do it!)  And for us, I think the chaos can be blamed on a couple of major factors: (1) we have 3 under 3 years of age, and (2) our newborn son is a little high maintenance.  Not in a bad way.  Just in a newborn way.  He has reflux, is extremely gassy and is the kind of baby that if his pacifier falls out, he’s awake.  If he flinches, he’s awake.  If a breeze should blow on one of his eyelashes in the wrong way, he’s awake.  And if anyone other than me is holding him, he’s unhappy.  Does anyone know the kind of baby I’m talking about?  Not even a car ride can soothe him.  This means that I spend A LOT OF TIME with him.  It also means that nighttime is tough, to say the least.  If he wakes up in the middle of the night, it can take a significant amount of time, most nights, to get him back to sleep.  Sometimes hours.

Let me be very clear here: I am not complaining whatsoever!  I realize there are families out there that are dealing with far more than I am!  We have 3 healthy children and I could not be a more grateful mama.  I am only telling you these things because finding time to eat, take a shower, do a load of laundry or take a nap has taken priority over doing a project for the past couple of weeks.  And I guess this post is a reaching out, of sorts, from me to let you know that I am still here.  I still desire to create, decorate and, hopefully, inspire you and some days it kills me that I can’t get to a project I want to do.  My “to do” list is a couple of pages long by now and I have a lot of great stuff in store.  But my priorities have been to put one foot in front of the other and take care of my babies and myself, when I can, these past weeks.  It just is what it is.

I’ve had to constantly remind myself of my word of the year for 2012:

I’ve had to surrender to sleepless nights, dirty dishes, loads of unfolded laundry and days full of less than perfect moments.
I know it will go by fast.  Everyone tells me that.  That’s another reason why I spend precious time with these perfect little people.  They’re going to be gone from our nest before I know it.  I also realize some day it will all be behind us and I will wish I could relive every moment of this.  Even the sleepless nights.  So for now, surrendering to “less than perfect” is just fine with me.
Thank you for reading!

XOXO
Laura

P.S. I did manage to purchase everything I need to put our Fall mantel together and our outdoor Fall wreath yesterday at Michael’s.  I will try to find some time in the next week to get these done.  I need to.  I need that creative outlet amidst the chaos.  Know what I mean?
P.S.S. Tomorrow I have a fantastic giveaway from an incredible shop.  You’re not going to believe this one!
P.S.S.S.  Thank you for listening to this mama!  I know a lot of you can relate.  You guys are the best!
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  1. Hang in there Laura, I hear ya loud and clear :) I love how you described the work load that comes with each child, we had our first two 19 months apart, and are waiting a bit to add the third, because I have been fairly warned about the chaos that comes with the third, in the most wonderful way of course! he he… Take your time, and we will all be here when you come back! XO ~Bre

  2. hang tough! have you tried a white noise machine in his room when he is sleeping? My third was the same way and that little white noise made a huge difference. though now he is almost 4 and still sleeps with it…

  3. Sweet lady…I so understand. Boy, it’s hard to do anything without sleep and with a new little one and with three under three and…..

    One step at a time, one day at a time, one project at a time.

    May the Lord direct your steps this day.

    Amy

  4. Please do give yourself credit for what you do accomplish. I’ll bet it’s an extraordinary amount.

  5. Anonymous says:

    I must say that I totally agree with you about the third child! Tough!!! In more ways than one, tough to handle three, tough to be the third child, because you must be tough to put up with the older two!!! My third child was my biggest challenge also, but he is now in college and no longer sleeps next to my bed!! I am so proud, it took 12 years, but that is okay!! Hang in there, this too shall pass. I must say, baby #4 was a pure pleasure and the transition was a breeze! After 3, its no big deal!!!

  6. Oh I so remember those baby days! I never had 3 under 3 but I totally agree that the transition to three is worse. That is when everything went out-of-control for me! and the sleepless nights lasted quite a long time – my youngest two didn’t either one sleep all night till they were past 2:(

  7. I am sorry that baby isn’t a better sleeper, but I got the biggest chuckle out of this line- If a breeze should blow on one of his eyelashes in the wrong way, he’s awake.

    I really love this description that I read once relating to the baby and toddler years-”The days are long, but the years are short”. So true, I think. Something I wish I would’ve heard when my kiddos were smaller.

    Blessings~

  8. It can seem overwhelming at times but remember this time will pass. Have you thought about trying a sling, pouch? or whatever they are called so both hands would be free?

  9. Oh. YES I CAN! I’m sorry, although I know you’re not complaining, I am sorry that it’s tough right now. And I know that it is. It’s impressive that you are keeping such a positive outlook on it because that’s what is going to pull you through. Very wise to allow it to be this way for now. It will pass. My baby is two, although I have a son that just graduated high school and went off to college. We all wonder where the time went. I’m treasuring every moment with the others. It is truly a blink of an eye…and their gone. HUGS!

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