Three under four – what were we thinking??? Actually I know what we were thinking “how cool would it be to have a house full of kids? If we are lucky enough we’ll have them close together in age because there’s no use dragging it out. It’ll be crazy anyway. It’ll be crazy and loud and full of madness”. Yep. Madness. And yep, crazy and definitely loud. Ticked all the boxes. However, I think we missed a few.
How about sleep deprived. Up every few hours feeding a new baby is tiring enough, but add in a two-year-old who has taken to running into our room in the middle of the night and poking us in the eyes before settling down to sleep between us. Then there’s our nearly four-year-old who thinks 6am is a great time to wake up and tells everyone loudly each morning before demanding “get up I’m hungry”. I am sure somewhere in there we get some sleep.
Then there’s dirty. And I don’t mean that in a Christina Aguilera kind of way. I mean actual dirt – vomit, poo, wee, snot and mushy food to name a few examples. The washing machine is always on. My hands are ageing rapidly from constantly being submerged in water, I always have a mysterious smear of “something” on my clothes and each member of my little family changes outfits so often it sometimes feels like backstage at Australian Fashion Week (except we eat more).
Let’s not forget highly strung. Now that could be for a number of reasons – way too much coffee, not enough sleep and too much cleaning, but mostly it’s the constant barrage of crying, demands, tantrums and whinging. Some days I think if there was a Whinging for Australia Day, our house would be recognised for being most dedicated to the cause.
So, after being pregnant for two years out of the past four years I have emerged as a crazy, highly strung, mad, dirty and sleep deprived woman. Not much has changed really. Oh, except for living in a house even more full of love with three absolutely gorgeous children who make me and my husband laugh till we cry. We’ve always got a hand to hold, a person to cuddle, someone to sing and dance with, an honest opinion and unconditional trust. We get to watch and help three little people navigate the world. It might be madness at our house, but I wouldn’t change a moment of it.
Hi, I'm Bianca Wordley, I write about life.
Sounds exactly like our place! I had 3 in 3 years and our 2.5yr old comes in every morning saying “Muuuummmmmmmmmmyyyyyy, I’m hungryyyyy”. Every morning. Without fail. He also repeats this more than is necessary throughout the day. Like every half hour. Regardless if he has been fed not 5 mins before… Our 4yr old can be a bit of a ringleader when she wants. She loves bossing her brothers around and having her own way, and our 14month old just wants to keep up with the other 2. It’s crazy, messy, pooey, and smelly here a lot of the time too. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Aw, sweet. Except the poo – not so sweet.
Thanks for Rewinding at the Fibro!