So…three kids under three. What is that like, you may ask? I’ll tell you the truth. Some days – some moments – it is the hardest thing I have ever done. Most days and most moments, it ain’t so bad! The key, as I am learning, is organization. Thinking ahead. Planning, and replanning and replanning and replanning….and when all the plans fall through, having the grace (and the sense of humor!) to throw your hands in the air and laugh.
It’s like the busy little ants. Do you ever see an ant just sitting still, chilling? Nope. At least, rarely. I speak as someone with a good deal of experience with ants as both homes I’ve lived in as a wife were infested with the little creatures. After I accepted the fact that I can’t get rid of them, I found they are really fun to watch, and I noticed – as per the Bible verse – that they are busy. Never still. Always moving. Not rushing, just moving. Walking along at their own pace with their ridiculously tiny legs, and before you know it…they are on the other side of the house, right where they wanted to be!
Mothering three little ones is like that. You have a plan for every minute of the day. And then, you just start working. One thing at a time. Naturally, interruptions occur, and when they do, you roll with it. Sometimes you spend all day rolling with the interruptions, and it feels like you will never accomplish anything other than breaking up toddler fights and nursing an infant, but if you keep pressing on with the house work and cooking, between interruptions, you will eventually accomplish something, and some days, that something is quite a lot! You just keep moving, and it all comes together eventually. As frustrating as it can be to only get five dishes washed at a time, it is better than no dishes being washed, right?
And, at the end of the day, when it is time to rest, you let go of all the undones, and resolve to worry about them on the morrow.