It's amazing how quiet my house gets when I have fewer children in it. Really. It's eerily quiet, even when only one of them is gone. For the moment, my two girls have gone to visit family for the holidays. Even though the one remaining behind is my toddler son, who is loud and rambunctious and full of energy and has a scream so loud it breaks your eardrum, my house is so different.
I remember when I had my first baby. My life became completely hectic overnight. Suddenly, everything I did took longer. Just getting out of the house for the most simple tasks, like grocery shopping, required at least 15 minutes lead time. There was the diaper bag and the clean clothes and the burp cloth and the car seat and the extra socks. Should I feed her now before I leave or pack a bottle, just in case? I couldn't just go to bed when I wanted. Life was crazy. I was sure I would never recover. Then, it got a little easier and I kept having more babies. Now, my three kids are my life and I don't even imagine what couples with no children do with their time. One of my best friends just had a baby. He's a sweet boy and I am so happy for her. But it kind of makes me laugh, because I was there once. And now, I only have one at home and my life feels so peaceful and relaxed.
It will go back to crazy and frenetic when the girls come back, but for now, I am going to enjoy the quiet. And go to bed when I want.
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It might have been quiet for you, but I can assure you it was not quiet for me.
I had the rare fortune of getting a 1 week vacation, and decided to take it with my dear family. A nice, quiet vacation in the town of my birth.
I think that visiting our "Dear Sister"'s house is the best form of birth control.
My new nickname: "Uncle Matt the Fibber" - Guess which one of your darling children gave me that ?
Ha ha--I know all too well what you're talking about! I don't know if I'll ever be to a place on time again!
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