I am a mid thirties mum of three children, owner of two dogs and the Mrs of a very patient man. I am a stay at home mum and my other half runs his own business. Our life is loud, chaotic and messy.
Our eldest arrived in 2011, sixteen months later our middle boy joined us. When he was 9 months old I found out I was pregnant with our youngest. I was to be a mum of three under three and I was crapping my pants. Having two under two was challenging but three under three sounded terrifying. So I did what everyone does when they need to find out about how to do stuff; get on Google. I was astonished to find that there were no instructions on wikiHow, not even a smidge of advice (by the way they have instructions on How to make a basket from a Garden hose but f#*k all on having three children?). I desperately needed the nitty gritty on this. Like, what was I going to do when the oldest wanted a poo and I was feeding a newborn (yes we were in the middle of potty training her at the time). How was I going to approach our bedtime routine; bathing and dressing all three children at once. Panic set in; I was going to be free wheeling and it scared the shit out of me. Ultimately my mood scared the shit out of my other half.
Anyways, we have survived 12 months of having three children three and under. Upon reflection I have many memories that evoke many emotions. I either want to laugh, cry, wince or vomit. But I really wish I could rewind a bit and tell myself its ok to be rubbish sometimes. I wish I could have convinced myself to stop putting so much pressure on myself to be super mum. I wish I could have spent more time just being in the moment and resisting the destructive inner chatter that nearly drove me to a breakdown. I feel like I have wasted a lot of time and energy trying to be someone I am not.
Everyone I meet asks me how I do it and how I cope, so I have started this little blog of mine to give you all an insight into our crazy little world. I am also a complete scatterbrain and to-do list fanatic and generally lose the plot by making meaningless tasks a matter of life and death. So I am hoping this blog will help me find a way to be in the moments through sharing the moments – highs, lows and the ridiculous. I would like to join the hundreds of amazing parents out there who have the courage to admit that this being a parent lark isn’t all its cracked up to be. Hey, maybe it might be of use to all of you other crazy folk out there that are thinking of having three kids under three!
So meet our lovelies; Daisy, George and Oscar
And our doggies; Bailey (brown one) and Harvey (black and white one)