We celebrated a huge milestone yesterday.
We've survived a full year of having 3 kids.
In other words, Happy Birthday LittleDebbie!
So much has happened in the past year:
- I grew out of and back into my old clothes.
- I forgot was sleep was like, then was reintroduced to it again.
- LittleDebbie transformed from a tiny bundle of preciousness to a smiley bundle of perpetual motion. And perpetual trouble.
- I learned to keep track of 3 different bodies moving in 3 different directions at 3 different speeds.
- I learned that I can fail at meeting my goals daily. But I still need to try again the next day.
- I learned to translate she-said/she-said disputes into a semi-predictable "so she did this inappropriate act, and then you did that inappropriate act" format. Is this how Judge Judy got her start?
- I broke my addiction to sugar. And then rekindled it on vacation. I have a trip to rehab planned for my near future.
- I put in a lot of mileage driving a little girl to and from school.
- I watched that little girl transform into an even bolder and brighter version of herself. And I watched her become a sensitive and doting big sister to an increasingly adoring baby sister.
- I watched our middle child become quirkier and funnier, and watched a fire ignite that pushes her to keep up with her older sister. And a sulking stubborn streak develop.
- All three girls became stronger, taller, faster, and more capable at just about everything.
- My husband became even more adoring and doting towards our little gaggle of girls. Simultaneously, he became more adorable. And sexy. (We'll see if he actually reads my blog posts and reacts to this one...)
- I realized how much motherhood has changed me. And more recently, I realized what I want the next 6 years of motherhood to look like.
It's been an amazing year. I can't wait to see what happens this next year!