I am long past the 3 age 3 and under stage, but the induction into that parenting season was nothing short of a feat of Olympic proportions. Juggling three kids in car seats, wrangling two toddlers while wearing a baby (or worse, carrying the baby in the infant seat, managing three very young children with distinct needs: potty training, diapering, and newborning (yes, it’s a word….that I just made up); all these things and the logistics of, well, everything had me on a learning curve I was not prepared for. Many days, I didn’t know if we would ever get our heads above water. It was not all bad though. By the time my youngest was born, I was a million times more relaxed about everything than I had been with my previous two.
Having three kids so close together sucks. And it’s awesome. Here’s why.
It sucks because 3 small kids + 2 hands + parking lots = the things nightmares are made of.
It sucks because it is nearly impossible to get out of the house on time, or even close to on time.
It sucks because they have built in sparring partners. It’s all fun and games until someone busts open their lip and needs stitches (true story).
It sucks because on any given day, one of them is having a “bad” day.
It sucks because babysitter fees somehow triple from the second to the third child.
BUT, having three ages three and under is kind of awesome, too.
It’s awesome because you never get out of the baby stage, so you just move right along. There is no “going back” to diapers because you never grew out of that stage.
It’s awesome because they have built in playmates.
It’s awesome because you don’t sweat the small stuff. Not even a little.
It’s awesome because everything becomes streamlined, and you realize you don’t need 75% of the crap you “had to have” for your first born. (I’m looking at you, wipe warmer)
It’s awesome because on any given day, one of them is having a great and super loving day.