Yesterday a friend, expecting her second child, asked me if it was more difficult adjusting to two or three children. I was stumped. When Carly was born Abigail had just turned two, but was a very independent, calm, and well-behaved two year old. I remember in those first few weeks I was able to place a bowl of cereal on the table before I went to bed and Abigail would get herself up, eat, and keep herself entertained while I stayed in bed. She was very well trained. Before Jason was born I thought that having three children would be the real kicker, but I haven’t felt that…yet. The girls play really well together and have been incredibly patient as I take care of Jason. Yesterday morning Abigail and Carly were up, showered, and fed before Jason and I even emerged from my room. Of course I understand we are still in the very early stages here and things could get real crazy very quickly, but for now I’m really enjoying three. Don’t get me wrong, things certainly have changed. It takes a whole lot more planning to get out of the house in time and I still haven’t found the time to do many of the things I would like to, but we’re getting by much better than I expected. So which is the kicker – going from 1-to-2 or from 2-to-3? I think it must come down to the personalities and stages of the older kids. I’m feeling very blessed and lucky to have three amazing children.
