December 31, 2012

From Two to Three

Before Baby Boy was born, people kept asking me if I was ready for three kids.  I heard story after story about how the transition from 1 to 2 was so much more difficult than from 2 to 3.  Eight weeks into the chaos and I totally call B.S. on that.  The transition when baby #2 was born was hands down easier than what this has been.

Maybe it's because baby #2 came after all of the birthday/holiday craziness (she was the New Year's baby).  Maybe it's because we only had an older child (KT was 4) to bring baby sister home to.  Maybe it's because we've battled round after round after round of sickness in our house since the day before I had the little guy.

I don't know the reason specifically but I imagine it's a combination of all of the above, with a couple of extra factors tossed in for fun.  All I know for sure is that I feel like I'm treading water.  Barely keeping afloat and looking to cling onto anything that will help buoy me along, allowing me to rest my weary arms and legs, if only for a few minutes at a time.

I'm exhausted.  Trying to find the time and energy to keep my family fed, their clothes clean and myself showered.  Any projects I'd hope to accomplish during this time are piled in a heap on my sewing table.  My goal was to reopen the shop the beginning of January and I'm not sure where or how I'll find the time to sew stuff for customers.

Maybe after all the Christmas decorations are packed away in their boxes, the last slice of birthday cake is eaten and all the gifts have found homes within the confines of our tiny house, things will start to fall into place.  I'm hoping that's the case.