If you’ve been thinking that I’ve been rather calm about
adding fourth child to our family, you’re right. Up until yesterday I have had
no fears, worries, concerns or freak outs about having 4 kids under 6 years
old. I was (and still am) completely convinced that God doesn’t make mistakes
and that if we weren’t meant to have 4 kids then He wouldn’t give me 4
beautiful little monsters.
Well the calm ended yesterday as we were rearranging
furniture and children to accommodate another little angel. As I was moving
Remie David’s clothes into his new room I began to freak out. It started rather
silently and then worked itself up until I looked at my dear husband and
screamed “OHMY GOD WE ARE GOING TO HAVE 4 KIDS!!!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE WE GOING
TO DO WITH 4 OF THEM? WHERE ARE WE GOING TO PUT EVERYONE? OH LORD WHAT WERE WE
THINKING?!!!” He smiled at me and simply
said “You’re just now freaking out? I’ve been in panic mode for a few weeks
now!” Very comforting honey, thanks!
We managed to finish rearranging the rooms, taking Isaac out
of the crib and giving him a big boy bed, moving Remie in the same room as
Isaac and building Charlotte’s princess bed. I think we were fueled by shear
fear and determination.
I’m slightly calmer today as we prepare for this baby but I’m
sure that I will have a few more freak out sessions before this little one
arrives in 12 weeks. Can you imagine the look on my dear husband’s face today
when I started crying at the thought that this might be our last
baby? Hello irrational pregnancy hormones, I’ve been missing you!
1 comment:
I'll tell you what, if you can do three, I am certain you can do four. I am over here freaking out about two while you are raising three little angels :) I need all of your wisdom and strength asap!
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