2 nights ago, I woke up at 4am to feed Kezia.
McKinley then woke up. Thankfully Jason got up with her. Apparently, she had a bad dream...and she needed to go potty. While she was in the bathroom, Ireland's voice piped up. Mommy! Daddy!
I'm thinking...wow - all 3 girls up at 4am. Wow.
Truth be told, life has been a bit difficult the past few days with McKinley & Ireland. Need some examples? Huge water mess in the kitchen, massive play doh mess, pulling leaves off the new plant my mom gave me, ripping paper & leaving it everywhere, getting into the cupboards, pulling out EVERY toy imaginable and leaving it out, screaming, hitting, biting, lying, being defiant, and for some reason McKinley DOES NOT want to go to preschool anymore (after we just paid the money for the month).
As I think through all these things, my 4am brain is wondering why...?
Well, let's see...
Major life change? (new baby) - CHECK
Lack of routine? CHECK
Being cooped up in the house? CHECK
Lack of exercise? CHECK
Too much TV? CHECK
Too much candy? CHECK
Lack of scriptures in the morning? CHECK
Mommy that's tired/impatient/grumpy? CHECK-DOUBLE-CHECK
Yes, I know with a new baby some of these things are to be expected, but next week hopefully we'll work on them so that our home is a more loving, peaceful place to be.
As I climbed back into bed after all 3 girls had been put back down, I realized that it's not so bad. 10-15 years from now, we might be getting different middle-of-the-night wake-up calls. So...for now I'll take the innocent ones and cherish the time when they're small :)