So month to month is apparently the best I can do. School is almost out. Tomorrow is the last day, and then I get two full months to figure out what to do with the kids. Oh yeah, and have another kid. I’m such a breeder. Meanwhile I’m trying to get as much rest as possible, which is really comical when you consider there is no way to sit, lay, stand, etc. that is comfortable. Me & Frog get checked out twice a week. He’s growing, I’m gaining, we’re working together to get to the end date when I get to meet him. That’s exciting. And a relief. Surprises must come to an end and a new beginning.
Other than that, our house doesn’t really look like a place that’s going to have a newborn in just 3 1/2 weeks. Not even close. The bassinet is still in the attic. Nothing is washed. The car seat is put away. So, why? Because there are a bajillion other things going on here. Because there are four other kids doing stuff. Because school isn’t out and I’m getting ready for next year already. PTA President stuff, general PTA stuff, would-you-please-get-over-yourself-and-grow-up PTA stuff, and prepping for a 5th grader and 2nd grader stuff. It’s busy. You know how I know? Because I blinked and it went from April 13th to May 17th. Because it’s almost time for Frog to be born. Because Monkey Man turned 4 and that snuck up on me. Because Peanut will be 10 (what?!? TEN?!? Who let that happen? Double digits friends … next thing I know it’ll be college) in a few weeks. Holy Moly. Someone slow things down. 100mph got passed by our family about a million miles ago, I think.
So, it’s time to get ready for five. Yeah, five. Take that in. Five kids. What was I thinking? Well, I could share with you how that went down, but uh … there are preschool toys present. Or something. Yeah. It’s going to be a wild ride. And I’ll do my best to keep you posted. Surely there will be pictures. I mean, with cameras, smart phones and video, someone should get something documented. It’s a team play here with everyone pitching in to get ready. Grandparents coming, best friends helping out, and somehow getting everyone where they need to go.
On the bright side, I have a really cute diaper bag. Accessories make the woman, some say. I say “ooh that was cute and it’s a great deal at half price and I must have it because it’s awesome.” That’s the highlight. That and the water slide. The kids got a water slide. Tiny happy moments, folks. That’s what you have to find. The tiny happy moments. That way the big overwhelming frustrating ones don’t eat you up.