Bingham

Bingham

Monday, August 12, 2013

I cry everyday!

I cry everyday. I'm not sure if it is because:

- I just gave birth a few weeks ago and my hormones are all wacked out or,
- I have 3 kids now under the age of 4 and it is HARD or,
- I have two little boys who no longer mind, listen or obey me or,
- my days consist of scrubbing poop off the walls, carpet, sheets and toys from my two year old who likes to take off his diaper during nap time or,
-we live in a small apartment with no where for my boys to run around and play all day or,
- my boys love to wrestle, hit, kick and bite each other and are constantly leaving marks on each other or,
- I am constantly yelling all day long and it makes me feel like I am a bad mama or,
- my youngest son gave himself a swirly in the toilet after I had bathed him twice already in one morning or,
- my body is still recovering from giving birth to an 8 1/2 pounder in just a matter of minutes or,
- I am almost 38 and have given birth 3 times in three and a half years and that is a lot to do to an old lady body or
- after the third baby it is much harder to get rid of all this fat I have around my stomach and hips or,
- because I have gone crazy.

All I know is that I find myself crying a lot lately. Sometimes, I am yelling and yelling and I just drop to the ground, grab my precious little boy, hug him tightly, say I love you, I love you and just cry with him in my arms and sometimes as much as I want to cry I just have to make myself laugh. Laugh when you want cry!

Luckily, my kids are so cute and precious, they make all the crying worth it, and luckily the thought of phases reminds me that there is a little at the end of the tunnel.
Being a mama of 3 littles is a challenge but one of the best and most rewarding challenges life can bring. I love these littles to pieces!!!


3 comments:

Lisa said...

or...all of the above!

Just checking in after about a month. CONGRATULATIONS! What an amazing birth story, and a beautiful little girl. Your sweet little family is a mirror to ours. How fun!

You are really in the thick of it here, and I just want to cheer you on. When my third was born I made the decision to bottle feed her almost exclusively. Establishing nursing had been so rough with the other two, I knew I just couldn't do it again and keep my sanity and keep caring for everyone - and my older two had six months on yours, I believe (they had just turned four and two). Hang in there! You don't need me to tell you this, but I will anyway: You're doing great!

That "first day alone" story is one for the record books. We call those poop-painting incidents "Poo-cassos". It helps to bring a smile in a bad situation.

Please pass my congratulations on to Rick as well. Take care, and keep laugh-crying through this phase.

Kristina said...

Sending hugs your way. That sounds crazy! I can totally relate to the yelling. If you ever want to come drop off your kids at camp crazy over here and take yourself and your little babe off for a pedicure or something, I'm sure my hooligans would love to get into trouble with yours. :)

Congrats again! Your little girl is adorable!

Panda said...

Or you lack proper sleep(so what's new), but I firmly believe that is what make sane people sane. And lack thereof makes ya crazy.

Yelling mama thing...still happens to me more regular than I want to admit.

All of it was a good empathy. I feel for you and wish you the best. These stories a going to be priceless later! For now you are doing the right thing and focusing on the good stuff of each day, No matter how minute the good may seem.