I have gotten used to people asking me how I do it.
To be honest, I just do.
I am a mom of three kids under three (at least until October when Faith turns three... then it will be three, three and under.)
I know plenty of people that have done it, but even they are amazed.
I guess the fact that my almost three year old is Autistic and nonverbal makes me some kind of mothering unicorn...
Truth be told, life with three isn't much more difficult than life with two. The only thing harder is keeping my house in order; however, I have made huge strides in teaching my double toddler tornado how to clean up after themselves (thanks, in a large part to Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood and a song they sing on an episode about thw importance of cleaning up after yourself. ) Its amazing how motivated toddlers are to pick up Legos and wood blocks when there is a song being sung that they can (attempt to) sing along to.
We have also experienced some set backs in Faith's progress. She has started refusing to eat again. She will eat two or three bites and then walk away, expecting for me to get her a snack five minutes later... her Occupational Therapist said I'm doing the right thing in refusing a snack until its on my terms. She said Faith is probably feeling a sense of upheaval and that food is the one thing she can control. So...we forge ahead.
Did I mentioned Faith is terrified of the baby? YEP. Totally freaks out every time she cries and runs away if we try to get her to hold her.
Faith has also started refusing to use the few words she has to request things she wants. She either walks up and screams at me or will hand whatever she wants to Phillie, bring Phillie over to me, and Phillie will say the right words to get the requested item. This little quirk will probably be funny in a few years, but right now ita kind of frustrating...because once I give Phillie the item requested and try to make Faith request it, I end up dealing with a biting, kicking, screaming force of Hades... it will get better. I have faith in the tips her therapists have given us. It will just take time.
Meanwhile, Phillie is totally in baby love mode.
I can't leave her alone in the room with her baby sister because she will end up doing something to sit with/ hold/feed/ play with Vivi that ultimately ends up with a screaming newborn and a mamma checking for broken bones or concussions.
But, life and time march on.
Vivi is growing way too fast, so are my big girls (if you can call them that...but they really are).
Faith will be starting at the head start preschool in just a few months... Phillie learns more words every day, and went pee pee in the potty for the first time (though now she is afraid of the toddler potty so we may have to revisit potty training later)... and Vivi is already smiling and can hold her head up on her own meaning she can sit on my lap and be held facing out so she can explore what is around her.
Its all going too fast.
So, how do I do it?
Lots of cuddle time, singing silly songs, movies on Netflix and I try not to care when my house begins looking like a war zone... the reality of mothering small children is very different than what you find on Pinterest and that is okay.
I would rather watch my double toddler tornado try to mimic a dance on Teen Beach Movie than waste time trying to get them to do some crazy art project they are nowhere near independent enough to do.
My Pinterest perfect house can come in 10-15 years when my kids awesomeness no longer requires constant supervision.
I'd rather enjoy where we are as opposed to wishing I could have some unattainable expectation that appears in Better Homes and Gardens.
That is how I do it. I try to be realistic.
Hugs and loves until next time, darlings.