Do you ever look at your children and think “Wow, I can’t believe that I gave birth to this person!…I can’t believe that God has entrusted my with these three beautiful little people!”

I am in awe almost every moment of every single day! God has blessed me so much!

I was chatting with another Mom about how much we love our children. She commented that she felt like she loved her child more than any other mother in the world could love their children. She knew it wasn’t true – it’s just that for a first time Mom the intense love we have for our children can be quite surprising. I mean everyone talks about it but until you really feel it for yourself – you can’t understand.

Some Mom’s of only one child find it hard to fathom loving their subsequent children with the same intensity as their first – they just love their first child so much. But once the next child is born the love just grows and you really do love all your children with the same intensity as the first one.

The love of Motherhood is such an amazing awesome gift! Thank you God!

Since turning three my son has been looking for more responsibility and independence.  (Well the independence to a certain extent)  So he now has chores that he does every day.  He feels like such a big boy and I’m very proud of him of course for being so responsible.

His chores are taking the bag of recycling and the dog food pail out to the quonset.  It’s so cute – he puts on his boots, asks for a hat and takes the bag.  Down the steps he goes and out to the quonset.  When he takes the dog food pail out, of course the dog comes running and tries to eat from it as he carries it to the quonset, so I hear him yelling “No Giz!”.  After he’s completed his chores he comes back to the house and stands at the door, “Mom, I’m done!”  Our screen door kind of sticks, so he can’t open it himself.

We’re very fortunate to live on the farm and not in town or a city.  I know he’s safe in the yard by himself for a couple of minutes and I always watch him from the kitchen window to make sure that he’s making his way back to the house safely.

My goodness they grow up so quickly!

People ask me all the time how things are with three children.  My most common response is that the transition is a lot easier with the third one.  When I said that to one mother of two she looked at me like she thought I was insane!

When I say the transition is easier I don’t mean that there’s less work or that life is easier because as with anything it definately has it’s challenges and three is more work.

I’m not really sure what’s easier about the transition, I think a combination of things.  First of all, I’ve realized that sometimes one (maybe two) children are just going to have to cry if I’m busy dealing with one of the other ones.  With my first one I had a really hard time just letting him cry – I always had to try and sooth and comfort him.  I’m not saying that it doesn’t bother me when one of the kids is crying and I’m busy with one of the other ones and can’t get to the one who is crying right away – it does but I know I am only one person and I am definately not superwoman!  Like tonight for example – I needed to get supper started – the two older kids were hungry, it was already after six and the youngest was wanting to be held – every time I put her down she started crying and screaming.  Not only is it dangerous to cook while holding her but I don’t have enough arms to do it.  So the youngest just had to cry until I could pick her up again.

The other reason it’s an easier transition is that the oldest is a year and a half older and a little more independent and not demanding as much of my attention.  The transition has also been easier on the older two – I don’t think the oldest remembers what life was like as an only child and the second one has always had a sibling so having another one is really not that big of a deal.

So yes it is more work but it’s easier to deal with – if that makes any sense at all.

Spring Time Farm Work

It is quite apparent that spring is finally here!  This morning while we were out & about, the kids & I saw numerous farmers busy doing their spring work.  This was quite exciting for my 3 year old son, after all he is a farmer in the making!  Recently he was harrowing the pasture with his dad, so everytime we saw a tractor working in the field, he would tell me that they were harrowing – regardless of what they were actually doing.  If he saw a tractor stopped in the field, he would tell me that it was broken.

I guess next year he’ll be telling me what make of tractor it is that we are seeing!

My son has a cousin named Jackson – he calls him Alan Jackson!  I’m just glad that Jackson’s parents think its cute!

We quite often have the radio on throughout the day and my son went through a phase where he was constantly asking who was singing.  I actually rarely knew, unless it was an artist that I liked.  So know he thinks that Alan Jackson, George Strait and Corb Lund are just the greatest.  He also likes Paul Brandt but that’s because of the Ford commercials that Paul Brandt is in wearing a black cowboy hat and holding his guitar.

Its funny because if I’m in a different room and my son is watching TV with his dad, when the ford commercial comes on he comes running to me screaming “Paul Brandt, Paul Brandt!!”