There are good things and bad things about having your third baby in August. The bad part is I live in Texas. So, being enormously pregnant all summer long, during the hottest summer on record, was not fun. We spent most of our time inside, the children were prisoners in their own home. We didn't even go into the pool. Yes, it feels great while you are in the pool, but it felt so horrible to get out of the pool that I just didn't want to get in. My parents live in Michigan and they experienced a very cool summer. Never have I wished so much to live back in Michigan than when I was pregnant with Amanda.
The good part about having a baby in August is that school is about to begin. Sarah was born in May, right before school got out, and we were off schedule all summer. Correction, we never got on a schedule. It made going back to school in the fall very difficult. So, I thought with a brand new baby who would probably be getting up around 6-7a every morning, we'd get into a routine and schedule for school pretty quickly.
Boy was I wrong. Why? I forgot to factor in one minor detail. I was unbelievably exhausted every morning from getting up 2-3 times a night with the baby. She did get up at 6-7a every morning, but I would feed her, put her back down to sleep and then go back to bed myself. Luckily Charlie does everything with Andy in the morning and takes him to school because he has to be there at 7:45a, so he wasn't getting tardy after tardy. Sarah, however, doesn't have to be to school until 9a. I thought that would be easy. After a week or two I realized that it was going to be very difficult to get Sarah to school on time, and we would probably be late most of the year.
I am happy to announce that next week Amanda will turn eight months old and I have finally figured out how to get us out of the house in the morning. In fact, this morning Charlie had to fly to a meeting in New York and had to leave too early to take Andy to school. Not only did I get all three kids dressed and out the door in time to get Andy to school, we got there early enough that I was able to walk him to his class, as opposed to making him jump out of the car and run into the school, and chat with his teacher. Then, the girls and I went back home because Sarah didn't have to leave for school for another hour, and I was able to feed Amanda and myself and make Sarah's lunch without being rushed. It was weird, really weird.
When I wanted so badly to have baby number three, this is how I thought it would be. Hectic, but controlled and everybody along for the ride. I forgot about all the sleepless nights, which have lasted far too long, and the huge adjustment period that comes along with adding another person with wants and needs to the family. Now that I'm here, at a place where things are finally a little bit easier, I like it. I'm happy. We've come a long way to become this family of five. Hopefully things will only get better.
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