Like the tag line on MTV's first season of The Real World
"When people stop being polite and start getting real . . . "
(which I watched in Jr. High. 1992. I just looked it up.)
Things changed.
Drastically.
They had to.
It was a dawning motherhood moment for me . . . it got real good, real hard, real . . . well . . . Real.
Things that changed with child number three:
- We didn't fit into our Audi sedan. (Hello mini-van)
- I couldn't throw all my children in a stroller and go for a jog.
- I had to start making schedules -- lots of them.
- My children went to bed at a decent hour.
- We stopped watching Thursday night television. Well, we (adults) stopped watching television altogether.
- We actually ate meals at regularly scheduled times. I cooked!
- We could get out of the house by 8:30 am.
- I actually started cleaning the house on a weekly basis. Even dusting! (thanks to my good friend, Schyalee)
- I understand why people with three young children don't worship on a regular basis. It's hard work! Exhausting! (We still do it -- it's just a circus.)
- I started using timers all the time -- to keep us on schedule . . . and to keep the laundry rolling.
- #3 is actually on a predictable nap schedule.
- Letting them "cry it out" is no longer a choice, it's a fact of life.
- Play dates and Library Story time happen constantly . . . right here in my own house. No need for outside entertainment.
I wouldn't trade this for the world.
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