First off, thank you for all of the birthday wishes for Porter! He says thank you, only it sounds like “da da” but I’m pretty sure we all know he’s a polite guy. Since his party is on Saturday, yesterday was a pretty chill day on the birthday front. Henry and Clara insisted on doing something (anything) special so we ended up going to the store and getting two kinds of ice cream, sprinkles and whipped cream. We spent the evening singing happy birthday, eating ice cream and watching movies. Great fun was had.
Thinking back over the past year, I got a little teary eyed. So much has changed for our family since Porter’s birth and I wanted to record some of those things so I can look back later.
Life With Three – Lessons Learned Over The Past Year
1. Three kids are easier than two.
Maybe it’s just me but I think the transition from two to three kids was much easier than going from one to two. I think it helps that Henry is now at a very helpful age – he can go get diapers, help with simple chores and watch Clara while I’m tending to Porter. They also entertain Porter SO much – it allows me the chance to stay on top of any chores I have.
2. Being a mama is hard and you don’t have to apologize.
I know that I judged moms (and especially stay-at-home moms) when I was younger. They’re always tired and complaining and frazzled. Uhhh, now I know why. Being a mama is hard work. There are SO many facets to the job and it’s never ending. Most days end with me plopping down on the couch and praying that I do better tomorrow. Also, I feel like I need to say this – it’s totally ok to say these things out loud. That it’s hard. You don’t have to add the “but it’s SO worth it.” That’s a given – of course it’s worth it. You’re allowed to say that it’s difficult and end the sentence. That’s not complaining – it’s called telling the truth. Just throwing that out there for anyone wondering if they’re alone or wimpy. You’re not.)
3. Don’t blink or you’ll miss it.
Cliché phrase but so true – the days are long but the years are short. Time passes so quickly. I distinctly remember the first meal I ate after Porter’s birth like it was yesterday. HOW could it have been a year ago?!?! How is he so big?? Even when I take the time to be good at focusing and being present, the time still passes. I’m just very thankful that I’m provided the chance to stay home and see all of their days. Many women aren’t so fortunate.
4. Leave the house 15 minutes earlier than you think you need.
I’m chronically late (although I had this problem even before having children). If you invite me to an event, lie and tell me that it starts earlier than it really does (I’ll still show up late). Getting three kids dressed and out of the house is still a challenge, even a year later. Meh. It’ll all be ok.
5. It’s ok to just sit there.
I’m an on-the-go gal and I think I’ve created kids who crave movement as well. A new baby slows you down though (which is a good thing!). Especially in those first few months, you do a lot of sitting and staying in. I NEED more time just sitting so even though it’s hard, I’ve welcomed the slower pace that Porter brought.
6. Take the time to date.
This actually applies to both your husband AND your children. I’ve learned that if I don’t make the time to spend with Travis, our whole family dynamic is off. He is the HEAD and the key piece in our messy puzzle. We try to spend as much time together as possible – I mean, he’s my very best friend. My #1 tip = put the kids down at 7:30/8pm and then date your husband. It’s my favorite time of day.
In addition to the marriage component, I’ve learned how much my children crave one-on-one attention from me. I try to sit down with each of them at various times throughout the day and just LISTEN (even Porter gets that one-on-one time when we sit down and nurse). Having Henry tell me about the dream he had last night or listening to Clara’s new made up song….it’s precious, essential time.
Those are just a few of the things I’ve learned so far. I can’t wait to see what the next year holds and the growth that will surely come! I think I know stuff and then I look back and realize I hadn’t a clue.
QUESTION: Are you a mama? What’s your favorite thing about it??
After 24 hours of labor, Porter Killian Wright was born at 1:17am on Monday, April 14th. Weighing a whopping 8 pounds, 10 ounces and being 20 inches long, he was by far my largest baby! He shares a birthday with his first cousin, Charlie Ruth.
Porter is a JOY!! From the very moment he left my womb, he has been the perfect addition to our little family. He’s a cuddler and I LOVE that. He thoroughly enjoys his big brother and sister, taking every moment to try and be involved in whatever they’re doing. He can say “da-da” and “nay nay” (his word for when he wants to nurse) and we’re working on “ma ma.” He’ll eat ANYTHING (edible or non) but especially loves raisins and apples.
Porter was the answer to so much prayer. He is my beauty for ashes.
Happy birthday, big boy!
I have a lot of cool things to say today but first let me tell you what’s NOT cool. This exhaustion that I’m feeling. Blah. Today marks day 3 of doing the show (after two weeks of pretty solid rehearsals) and I am pooped. I thought it was just my old age but Henry seems to be yawning a whole bunch too so I don’t feel so bad. Anyway, today we have TWO shows (the first at 10:30am, the second at 7:30pm) so I need to wake up! Wake up, Lindsay!!!!
I think it’s really cool….
…when you wake up and just know it’s gonna be a good day based on what the weather looks like.
…when you get to the end of the cereal bag and there are those tiny broken pieces mixed with all the leftover sugar that fell off. Clara and I always call dibs on the end of the bag.
…when you’re with a good friend and you don’t have to talk and you just KNOW that you’re on the same page.
…when your daughter thinks you’re cool.
…when all the stars align and you can make it through each and every red light. And it’s double cool when you’re running super duper late (as I always am).
…when you can look back at old pictures of your extremely skinny high school-self and feel so blessed with how much you’ve grown up and out.
…when people are a little nerdy.
…when people show their vulnerabilities.
…when people smell good instead of bad.
…when Clara calls people “humans.” Example: Me – “Clara, who did you sit by during the show?” Clara – “Well it was this girl human but I didn’t really know her name.”
…when you finish your workout and there’s just this sense of amazing accomplishment. And it’s triple cool when you can do it with other people around you.
…when you reach the end of the movie and want to watch it again. (this was NOT the case with the new Annie movie that the kids talked me into getting even though I knew it would be horrible. Poor Cameron Diaz…)
…when numbers are even. Odd numbers are just….odd.
…when your husband lets you sleep in until 8am. And it’s quadruple cool when he leaves the Keurig on because he knows you cannot (will not) function without coffee.
…when it’s Friday and you only have THREE more shows to complete and then a long season of rest ahead.
Lastly, I think it’s really cool that you read this little blog and see our family and know who we are. Four years strong – I’m glad you come back each and every week!
QUESTION: What about YOU?? Finish the sentence – I think it’s really cool when…..
(I’m taking up another Trackstars tank/shirt/hoodie order!! If you’re interested, please leave a comment below & I’ll send over the specs!)
(thanks Kenneth – it was delish!)
(people always ask what that powder stuff is on my pancakes. it’s PB2 – powdered peanut butter – and no, I’ve never mixed it with water.)
(my SIL is getting married and we had her shower on Saturday. None of these ladies are her – I didn’t get one picture with Katrina. Ha.)
(a gift from my other SIL – check out the card below that went along with it. I thought it was such a cute, pintresty idea!)
(SMOOOOOVIE night! These had whole milk, banana, peanut butter, KidzShake protein powder, Nesquik and ice.)
(HOW is Porter almost a year old?!?!)
(the smiley face…)
(I actually beat him! That never happens.)
(Quick story: When Henry found out he was cast in the play, he asked me what his name was on the casting list. I said, “It says you’re just an alley cat.” He said, “No, mama! What’s my NAME?!?! You have one. What’s mine!?” Thinking as quickly as a tired mama of 3 can possibly think, I said, “OHHHH!! It says right here that you can name yourself! Who do you want to be?” He thought for a second. “Ninja Cat.” So we call him that now – ninja cat. Has a good ring.)
QUESTION: What’s one thing you’re looking forward to this week??