Lazy Sunday: I Can DO It

Posted By on November 20, 2011

The learning curve is fierce. Some days I’m throwing my hands up in the air, and others I’m watching the husband pull out of the driveway with optimism, flying solo with all three for the first time.

I can take them all to the playground by myself.
We will swing and run and play and I will comfortably feed the baby on a bench.
And the haul all three home, up and down hills, on my double stroller. (Max weight, what?)

I can cook them a delicious meal with all the food groups.
While playing Candyland, I Spy and dancing to music.
And feeding the baby that needed to eat this very instant.

I can take the three of them to the store alone.
Even if it is nearly bedtime and both girls are sick and tired and cranky.
And we will even manage to get everything we went there for in the first place.

I can do bedtime without the extra set of hands.
Teeth will be brushed, hair combed, faces washed and clean pajamas found.
And I’ll even find myself painting toenails before we read books, just because.

Halfway through this first 24 hours on my own, and I’m confident – cocky even – that I’m doing awesome. I’m blocking out the fact that I found the girls giggling and letting the baby suck on their toes while I grabbed their water from the kitchen. (Look Mommy! He’s eating our feet!) I’m also blocking out the entire playground incident where we left the baby’s onesie in the garbage there, after needing to completely strip him and not having a change of clothes. (Because obviously walking there negates taking a diaper bag, duh.) Everyone is tucked in bed and the house is quiet. I can do this.

Stay tuned for the follow-up tomorrow – when optimism bites me in the ass and not a soul sleeps for the rest of the night.

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