I love having three kids.
I love my oldest. I love that she's a girl and we get to do girly things together. We paint our nails, do our hair, giggle and read American Girl books. She's so special and is so helpful and I don't know what life would be without her.
I love watching my three kids play. There's something different about three. It brings so much more joy to my heart to see three of them playing cooperatively. Maybe it's because when there's two, you have no choice but to play with the one playmate you've got....but when there's three, you have a choice and when you choose to include everyone it's a bigger deal. I love walking into the living room and seeing scenes like this. They actually happen more frequently than people might imagine.
I love having two boys. It's a dynamic I've never been around. I only had one brother, my cousins all only had one sibling, my mom only had one brother and my dad had two brothers. All different dynamics. It's been an adjustment because I've had to learn to allow them to play rough and tackle and grunt, but I've come to enjoy the sword fights and ninja moves. I know it'll only get rougher and tougher, but I pray that they'll be best friends one day.
We find that most places are built for two kids. Grocery stores? Not prepared for three littles. We make due. :)
It helps when number three is easy going, smily and rarely upset. Even on his bad days he's pretty easy.
I'm learning that little middle needs extra attention. When your older sibling is getting a lot of attention because she's officially school aged and your younger brother is just a big ball of snuggle, sometimes you just demand your own time and space with momma. And that's ok by me. There have been a few nights where I've gotten him out of bed after big and little have gone down and we just snuggle and laugh. These years go by too fast to not get that sweet time together. I'm also trying to get better about being IN pictures with my kids. It's so easy to be trapped behind the camera trying to capture sweet moments, but I know one day it'll be important for them to SEE momma with them.
Gotta go back to my oldest. Three would be miserable without her maturity. Her ability to take care of her baby brother while I shower, or change a diaper if I'm in a pinch, or grab this or that....or fold an ENTIRE load of laundry while I'm putting babies to bed. She amazes me. I'm so glad she's ours.
I'm so glad the Lord has chosen to bless our home with three littles. We hope that there are more along the way, but we are surely enjoying the blessings God has lent to us for the time. We pray that they grow to know the Lord and that they have hearts like His.