And Then There Were Three!

As most of you will know we recently had a new addition to our household in the form of Baby D. And for the last week Mr Levee has been back to work full time and I have experienced life with three children properly for the first time.

At the minute its not too bad as Baby D sleeps ALL of the time. In fact I have to change his nappy and wash his face to make sure he wakes for his feeds. If I don’t he will sleep all day and then feed all night.

The biggest problem at the minute is trying to keep Ray and Jay off of him. They seem to think he is a wee doll and so far the novelty has not worn off as I hoped it would. The poor baby is incessantly poked and squashed as the children try to ‘love’ him. If he cries Ray will pat him and tell him “mummy’s here”, I feel cruel breaking it to her that she is in fact his sister not his mum. Whereas Jay will lean on him, hurt or scare him then pat him on the back not so gently chanting “its ok baby”!

I have had some crazy moments though. It seems that any time I try to eat one of them needs me urgently, in fact one day during the week I didn’t eat for four hours after getting up as there just wasn’t the time. I never seem to get anything finished, it could take me 3 attempts and a few hours to do something as simple as loading the dishwasher. As soon as my attention turns to anything not child related, one of them falls, escapes, needs fed or needs their nappy changed. In fact the dirty nappies seem neverending, it must be all that breastfeeding poo!

At the minute I am just trying to take it all in my stride, not panic too much and not worry what the house looks like. Anyone who knows me will think thats not much of a task as I could never be described as the perfect housewife. But absurdly, now that I am spending so much more time in the house I actually care what it looks like. A few years ago I wouldn’t have given a toss if the dishes were piling up whereas now it definately affects my mental wellbeing. Weird how life changes eh??