I am hesitant to say this out loud but the kids are getting easier. Although our schedules are busier with school, extracurricular activities, endless birthday party invites and so on, I could not imagine being able to do all of these things without the boys becoming more and more independent. We’re all familiar with the much talked about milestones; walking, talking, peeing on the potty, but here is my list of unsung milestones that are making #momlife just that much sweeter.
Bedtime. It used to be a nightly event to get one child to sleep, and evening chaos to get three of them upstairs let alone in a bed. The bath, changing, brushing, reading, signing, walking them back to bed 30 or so odd times… It got easier when Big T and Lil’J were able to change themselves, Yes! Brush their own teeth, Yes! Slip bed and read quietly, Yes! Yes! Yes! And the absolute bliss of everyone being asleep and staying asleep until the next morning. Ahhhhhhh!
Breakfast. Hunger was never something the kids really experienced. We learned early in the game that if they were hungry, all sorts of unpleasant repercussions come from that; tantrums, crying, screaming and so on. Fear of missing a meal, not having snacks, missing back up snacks, or not pleasing the picky palate of one of our kids on the cusp of a meltdown…never. Now, they can help themselves. They get their own drink! Their own snack! Plate! Cup! Breakfast! It is quite glorious…
The bathroom. There is so much that happens in this small room in our homes that the role of Bathroom Attendant was added to my resume. There is the poop/pee area, where my role was to wipe bums and make sure everything made it into the bowl. The shower/bathing area, where I scrub all the nooks and crannies and avoid soap in the eyes. The tooth brushing area, twice a day to keep the dentist away of course. Lastly, the handwashing area, visited often to protect my kids and my home. I am no longer a full time bathroom attendant. Hallelujah!
Getting out the door. Planning to go somewhere, anywhere, used to be something that started the night before. The boys now get themselves ready to go, collect all their own things, and getting somewhere … anywhere isn’t as exhausting as it once was. I can easiy bark out how many minutes we have left, or what we need to grab, or reminder to pee.. and miraculously we are make out the door at the same time. Ah-maz-ing!
Playtime. Truth be told, not my favourite thing. I am not one to play for hours being a character in their show, with funny voice, and playing dead or whatever they want. They play with each other or play on their own. Yes, there are fights, it’s inevitable but I just have to play the role of the referee, which I’m fine with.