A good friend of mine sent me a message on February 14 to wish my littlest happy birthday. She also wished me a happy birthday because alternatively it meant that I had completed my first year as mum of three. So I wrote down some thoughts on what it’s like.
It’s finally cold enough out there to snuggle up indoors once the sun goes down. In our home, the little ones are in bed by 6.30 while Georgie, who is almost 8 years old, gets to stay up an hour more. During that time I get dinner ready while he reads a book to me or completes one of these little worksheets we recently received. You can give this one a go with your older kids if you like because it’s free to download and print.
Who else is jumping for joy at the thought of a routine and a new school year? Let me tell you who isn’t. Georgie, my seven year old who declared over a month ago that he does not want to go to school. Of course I completely understand what he means and why he doesn’t want to go so I’ve been reading up on separation anxiety and how I can help him deal with all the emotions that come with this change in his life.
This post was originally titled: How I’m keeping sane with three kids. Now, almost three months in and after weeks of editing, it’s now called How I am NOT keeping sane with three kids. Here’s how my life is going since being officially outnumbered.