The transition from two kids to three has been hard to say the least. I’ve had to learn how to juggle three children whilst James is at work, James has had to learn to split the time that he’s home between the three girls (prioritising Emma when she’s not at school). Aubrey’s learning to be a big sister, and Emma’s working out how to wind two younger sisters up. All jokes aside she’s really stepped up by helping me out, and she loves cuddling her new baby sister.
For me the transition to three children has been almost as difficult as the transition from none to one.
When I had my first daughter I was young and still finishing school. Adjusting to having a baby was HARD. I had no idea what I was doing, I didn’t have any parent friends (other than my mum), and I was desperately trying to study and finish my exams at school. I’ll write a post that goes into that in more detail at some point. But becoming a mother was a big shock to the system.
Fast forward five years and I was welcoming my second daughter into the world. I had confidence in myself as a mother, and she just seemed to slot into our family without much disruption. Now don’t get me wrong, I still had moments where I was pulling my hair out and I’d cry in frustration. But overall it was a smooth transition. I’m sure Emma being in school full time helped as I had all day to focus on Aubrey, and to catch a minute of sleep when circumstances allowed.
I’m not sure if it’s because of the move (and everything still being up in the air when she arrived), James’ new work schedule, the smaller age gap this time, or just life with three children, but having London has been far more difficult than I anticipated. I wasn’t expecting it to be a breeze but it’s definitely taken me by surprise.
Not every day is bad, but every day has bad moments. I find myself stressed trying to do the smallest of tasks. Crying because Aubrey needs help, London has woken up, Emma needs me to check her homework, and I’m desperately trying to make dinner. It all feels so overwhelming. But it’s still early-ish days. And I know in time everything will get easier (or the challenges will be different, haha).
Despite the struggles, I’m loving being a mum of three. It’s so much fun to see the girls playing, and enjoying each other’s company. It’s amazing to see them developing and learning new things. Especially with the move; watching Emma adapt to a new country has been wonderful. The older girls both adore their baby sister, and love giving her cuddles. And even on the hardest days I can’t believe how lucky I am to be their mum.
Which number of children was your easiest/hardest transition for you?
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