That one stupid question. I was asked it by friends, family, and strangers. With my two year old holding my hand, a 12 month old on what was left of my hips, and an 8 month old fetus growing inside of me, I smiled, laughed even.....one day at a time of course.
Then I'd lay in bed at night, propped up onseveral pillows while my husband snored soundly beside me. My oldest was still in diapers. I was still spoon feeding my second child, and I was about to undergo major surgery to deliver child number three. The real question was......
How the FUCK was I going to do this????
Well I'm alive today and so are my three children!! My youngest turns two this month. They are now 2,3,and 4!! I thought there might be a few moms out there who want to know how I do it and I'm ready to share my secret.
I do it with the help and support of many people
My husband- I've learned to say things like- I need a brake. I'm going to the store alone. Can you please give the kids a bath. I will drive, you can climb in the back for the next hour. I'm going out with the girls next week. I'm going away for a night....to my moms house three miles down the street.
.....with the help of my mom. She saves the kids when I'm close to hurting them
......with the help of my friends. Who listen to me bitch at 7am
.....with the help of the target employees who watch over my kids so I can leave them strapped in the cart and go pee
I do it by accepting help when it's offered
I do it by sometimes saying no, I'm sorry, I can't go to that party, make that cake, host thanksgiving dinner.
I do it with the help of my therapist
The aid of my meds
I do it by not doing the laundry, putting of the dusting, letting the toys stay mixed up.
I think I said it right the first time, two years ago.....I do it one day at a time.
