Ok. Parenthood is such a TRIP.

Three kids, 3 VERY different developmental stages and completely different seasons of life… and here I am just one freaking mom (with the GOAT dad— who is equally like “WTH”)… navigating this crazy circus.

Youngest is “potty training”… he’s the third, we are always on the go/in the car/at a field or friends or public place. So basically we potty trained during the week, and I slapped his butt in a diaper today because we were out of the house for a solid 7 hours and I don’t know that I own enough Mickey undies, or that the greater Birmingham metro area supplies enough public bathrooms for this child’s bladder. Alas- we back tracked.

Middle… the middle. Sweet, easy going, tugged in every direction, playing little bro and big bro simultaneously, probably ask way too much of him… he gives “unbothered” and my usual intake is “okay, I think you really are unbothered”— until sometimes he is bothered (then we pivot and handle).

Oldest— could write a literal novel. Babies are so hard because it is such a PHYSICAL job— like for years. Kids though… omg- this is psychological warfare. A “want” vs a “need”, the value of money, why adults work, friend groups, girls, boys, importance of privacy, worrying if my kid is being kind… is my kid including the ones that often feel isolated… is my kid picking on those kids… CAN HE READ? — the worry as they grow is soooooooo insane. It’s like trying to make sure you’re growing a kind, faithful, respectful human… but also seriously- like is he reading yet??? It’s parenting whiplash… especially when I am holding a naked toddler over the toilet for the 400th time asking if his “teetee is out yet” 🥲

Alas- no moral to this story. Just hope you have enjoyed a glass or two of wine, read this rant and realize “okay, yes, literally everyone is crazy in this motherhood gang”… because yeah— I have no clue how to explain the value of a dollar or teach my third kid to pee in the toilet instead of the kitchen rug.

Still learning. Always praying. Constantly humbled. (Like majorly humbled 😮💨). Cheers

Xx,
MacK