Today I babysat for Rachelle today. She took Erika to the eye doctor - haley tagged along, and I watched the twins, Kayleigh and Gillian. So I had 6 kids in my custody. It really wasn't that bad. When I told brian this morning, he said, "do you think you can handle it?" I told him how hard could it be? I'm already out numbered with my three, what's the difference of putting another 3 in the mix. I do miss the baby phase. I don't mind the diapers...and if they're cranky just put them to bed. They can't talk back, or have attitudes (well, nothing compared to a 'tweenager) Sadly, they all have to grow up. I hope I don't mess this up. I'm always constantly in the back of my mind wondering if I'm doing the right thing, if I'm doing enough. I noticed that when Brian and I play baseball, he is so focused. His mind is on the game. Mine is too, until I hear one of the girls cheer, or make a sound. Are they hurt? Where are they? What are they doing? Who are they talking to? Weird. I wish I could shut it off sometimes - this worry. it's overwhelming sometimes. That's why I'm not looking forward to school starting again. Three teachers who read too much telling me their "diagnosis" for my daughters, and how I should raise them. Makes me seriously want to homeschool them sometimes. But we all know how long that would last! Not very long.
So in conclusion,I am enjoying each stage of parenthood. Each has it's challenges, and I know it's going to be for life. My mom always tried to get us(me in particular) out of the house so fast maybe thinking that her duties would end or get any easier. Nope. They don't, they just shift a little and evolve into something new and different.
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