Three?

Three?

Three wise men. Three stooges. Three amigos. Charlie's Angels. The Powerpuff girls.
All great threes, but three kids? Three... Under 4, pretty much. Who thought that was a good idea??

When number one came along, fine. Ones easy. You as parents, outnumber them.
When number two came along, 13months later, it was a shock but we still weren't outnumbered.
Now with three, we are completely outnumbered.
If all three run in different directions, who do we go after first?!? Who do we let free, into the world?! (Right now, it would be number two, because since turning 3, she's a devil child. Don't believe the 'Terrible Twos', it's a lie. Three is so much worse. She had turned into a 'threenager' overnight.)

When we found out number three was on the way, it was a shock. We'd planned for two, we were used to two and then, BOOM!! We threw another one into the mix!

At the moment number three, isn't much bother. She can't talk or walk. That's when the problems start!! Today, number 2 told me to 'chill out' and that's its 'only water' as she very nearly flooded the bathroom, while washing her hands.

The chat is unbelievable...but also very funny. Its so hard to not laugh, sometimes.

For example, an interaction I had a few months back -

Number one: Get out my family...!!
Me (through stifled laughs): Kid, I AM this family. I MADE this family!!

And again -

Number one: Mummy, smell my hair.
Me: (smelling hair) oh that’s lovely.
Number one: Yeah, I just pumped.
Me:...lovely...


Parenting. It's all good until you actually have kids...!!