Life with Three Children

Life with three kids is hard work. I mean, stinking hard work. For over two months now, I have not had more than 2 hours of sleep at a time. I have had the carpet peed on more times than I can count, not to mention the pee that has escaped the diaper and found its way to my pants, shirt, sheet, pillow, or whatever is nearby. I have almost had my nipple pulled off numerous times when I have to jump up to narrowly scrape by disaster that is caused by the one who requires me to have faith (faith that she won't die by my hand :) and faith that God has a plan for my life and a purpose to the madness). I have not been alone for more than two hours either. That means no dates with my super sexy husband without Ellie. I cannot wait until I can be alone with him! I would like to think and imagine what it would be like...but reality is that I will probably curl up on my side of the bed and sleep for blissful hours and hours. But even with all my moaning, I wouldn't give any of them back, nor would I want my life to be without children. They fill my days with energy and joy. They give me a glimpse into both the past and the future. They make me realize how special the little moments are and also how fleeting they are. They have expanded my vocabulary to include words such as toot-toot and squezee hugs. They erase all lonliness from my life. They have given me laugh wrinkles...the best wrinkles to have! They are just such a blessing, and I am so grateful for all of them.