Well, I suppose the fact that it's taken me so long to write a second post is probably a sign that I don't have time for a blog. But I've never been much of one for paying attention to things like that. Taking on too much is a problem most women I know have. I can't think of the last time I talked to a girlfriend only to find that she had nothing going on, was bored or had too much free time on her hands.
At any rate, there is a reason I've been busier since my last post. His name is Keller, my third and last (planned) child. He came into this world rather stubbornly in early April. And being the mom of three kids has been an adjustment. I've gotten very little sleep of late and I'll probably use that as an excuse for grammatical and spelling errors for at least the next year or so. Mostly I'm learning that it's more of a shuffle, more figuring out who needs what, when. And basically coming to realize that I can't give them all as much time as I (or even they) would want. I am already comparing how much my oldest got to do and be involved with to the younger two. She had music class, weekly trips to the Childrens' museum, gymnastics and library time. We are pretty much down to library time, no coincidence that it's the free activity on the list. But if I didn't start with the mommy guilt now, how can I expect to properly pass guilt on to my children. Any good mom knows that a little guilt can go a long way down the road.
So my goal is to post twice a week. I think that is manageable. Especially when you consider that I wrote this one while dinner finished in the oven, the laundry is running, the dogs are barking at kids outside, the toddler pummeled each other with foam hammers and the baby fussed a bit through tummy time. Boy is my husband lucky to come home to all this fun!