My mom, bless her fabulous heart, took the girls for TWO nights this weekend. This came just after she'd taken all THREE for a night, just a couple of days ago! Like I said, she is Fabulous!
So this morning I woke up with just one. All day I've had just one, and now I am about to go to bed, with just one baby in my house. And yes, he is a baby, he is my baby, who just so happens to be 2 and a half, as of today.
Anyway. I often think things like, Why in the WORLD did I think just one kid was hard?! I mean, I have THREE now, THREE is hard! One? One is a piece of cake!
But today I remembered that, One? One can be hard. One was hard. Granted, not as hard as three, but still hard.
Today Austin and I played. We shopped, or rather, I chased/wrestled/entertained/bribed Austin, while I shopped. We missed nap time, so he napped in the car while I put things away at home, and hopped online for a few quick minutes. Then we played some more. Then we cuddled and watched one of his favorite cartoons. Then it was dinnertime. Then more playtime. And finally, BEDTIME!
I have teased, maybe not always in such a nice way, about people who think Just One child is hard. HA! I've said, They have NO idea what hard is!
Today I was reminded what life used to be like. And I was reminded to be a kinder, gentler person to those who have just one. While I did accomplish much more than I would have been able to with all three at home, it was still a long and exhausting, albeit FUN, day.
I enjoyed this day so much though. Having just Austin on his half birthday was fun. He was a sweetheart today, I got lots of hugs and kisses...when I could catch him. :)
And tomorrow I will get the girls back, and I will have three again. So I better go to bed, because I'm going to need all the energy I can get!