Our three-kid circus

It's only been four months but I swear I can't remember or imagine life without three kids. This is our family as we envisioned it for so long. With any long-term project there is satisfaction in seeing a vision come to fruition; with this, our most important project, my whole life is wrapped around these three little monkeys.

It feels so good to say this is the life I want. I have it.

I had the opportunity to write a guest post for Simple Mom while that site's editor, Tsh, vacates her writing space for a few weeks of maternity leave as she has her own third child. The choice of subject matter was mine, but there was no question what I would write.

Raising three kids is not simply raising two kids plus one more. A three-kid family has a different dynamic, and it’s not the default dynamic of most family situations.

Event tickets are sold in packs of four.

If you’ve just had your third kid, you might not be able to fit your kids’ car seats and boosters in your family car.

You’ll go to a restaurant and be asked to wait a minute.

They’ll push a table over for you while a family of four is seated immediately.
 
You’ve exceeded the norm. Four is a tidy number and five is not, but since when has raising children been a tidy process?

 Go read the rest, if you please. I feel tenderhearted and proud of this one.  Go.