New Reality

I figure I better crank out at least one more of these super enlightening blog posts before I have this 3rd little nugget and y'all get incredibly inappropriate, less filtered opinions from me courtesy of sleep deprivation. I know it's coming. What's more fun than pregnancy hormones? Post partum hormones.

I really feel like I have been a good girl this pregnancy. I haven't worried much about how Insane things are going to be with 3 little ladies or if I'm going to have enough love to go around. Somehow, maybe it came with the minivan, I realized I don't have the stress I assumed I'd have with adding Charlotte to our family. It's just not there. Instead, there's a new reality.

A reality with plenty of affection to go around. One in which there will be more priorities to realize and a lot of hard work with rewards like baby smell and tiny toes. Extreme fatigue that comes with a newborn, lack of delicious desserts and Lord have mercy, football gumbo will be a treat, y'all hold me to that one as I try to lose the baby weight and then some! Lists of all shapes and sizes, with the reality that I can't do it all anymore, and that's ok.

There is always so much to do, and lately with all I want to do I've had to really prioritize what needs to be done over what I want to do. My business goals are having to wait, because now just isn't quite the time for me to take all that on but maybe someday. Pregnancy napping over embroidery or laundry over crafts because the girls need so much from me when they're awake that there is less time for hobbies. That's ok too. Not an easy thing by all means, but time is so precious and it's turning into an even more rare commodity as we get ready for this third sweet baby.

I'm almost always tired, but I'm extremely grateful. Often overwhelmed with the pressure I put on myself, until I realized what I'm doing to my spirit. Did I mention tired? Someone almost always wants somthing, and sometimes I feel like I'm going to pull my hair out if I get elbowed or crawled on one more time. It's fleeting though and it makes me sad to think about how fast my girls have grown up. Yes, it's hard sometimes,  I just don't feel like the stage of life I'm in is that big of a deal. It's so ingrained that it's my normal, and I wouldn't change it for anything. It's just far too sweet!