|My two sweet peas in a pod|
Even when Grace came home things didn't change that much. She was just one kid. We still outnumbered her. We could throw her in a pouch and take her anywhere.
But now there are four. Four is our new normal. Four is a big change. Below are some of the new normals that I have noticed lately in our world.
Old--We were a family of 2 living in a 3 bedroom house
New--We are a family of 6 living in a 3 bedroom house
Old--We had all the peace and quiet we ever wanted
New--There is always someone touching you and usually someone crying or screaming
Old--Our house was always tidy
New--Our house is only tidy for social worker visits
Old--We loved our jobs and spent many hours each week working overtime
New--Brian stays home with the kids and I rush home from work the minute I can
Old--We used to eat out several times a week at any restaurant we wanted
New--We only eat at restaurants with playgrounds
Old--I used to read at least a book a week
New--I only have time to read while sitting on the toilet (and even then I might not be alone) or I only get to read books with lots of pictures
Old--My husband and I could be "romantic" anytime and anywhere
New--What's my husband's name again?
Old--My name was Carrie and I think my husband's name might have been Brian
New--We are just Mommy and Daddy
Old--I drove a cute yellow convertible
New--I drive an old gold minivan (and soon even that will be too small)
Old--I only watched sophisticated comedies and news shows on TV
New--I rarely watch TV, but when I do its usually Calliou or Word World
Old--I loved going to the movies to see romantic comedies
New--My favorite romantic comedy is Tangled
Old--Other people's kids were a little annoying
New--My kids are the most amazing, extraordinary, spectacular gift from God, that I never could have begun to dream of
Old--I wouldn't have traded my life with anyone
New--I can't believe all that I was missing and I would never want to trade my life with anyone!
In a few months we'll have to adjust our normal once again. Wonder what that will look like?
|Someone is always touching you and it is so hard to type with a pack of boys on your lap!|