I’ve always thought that having kids would be the best thing to ever happen to me and I was right. I knew they were hard work. I grew up with a brother ten years younger than me, so I remember what it was like having a baby around, changing diapers and being spit up on. I knew when we found out that I was pregnant that I would want to stay home with that child.
Now, had you asked before that pregnancy how many children would I want, I would have told you no more than two. I got pregnant and to say that the pregnancy isn’t easy for me is an understatement. In fact, I would go as far as to say I truly cannot stand being pregnant. What results from the pregnancy is no question worth it, but I wish there really was a stork who could deliver the kids to my door. Of course, my husband says if that were the case too many people would have kids, and we would have way too many kids! I go through nine months (and I really do only have to go nine not ten as all my babies have been early) of misery. Once the child is here I’m in heaven.
I am fortunate enough to get to stay home and raise my children. I have a wonderful husband who supports my decision wholeheartedly and would tell that he would not stay home and do what I do for anything. I know that there is a lot of parenting/stay at home mom books out there and I’ve read my fair share of them for some advice. What I have found is that most of those parents have kids who are three to four years apart and do not know how to help those of us who have kids much closer together. I want to share what I have learned and what I continue to learn as my kids grow and change. I also want others to share with me. If you are in my boat, or have been, then feel free to give me all the advice you can. Until then, I’ll continue to do the best I can with my own knowledge and try to share with you what I’ve figured out!
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