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Since my third baby was born, people keep asking me how I'm surviving. Interestingly, instead of the typical congratulatory comments women receive after delivering a baby, I've been getting a whole lot of concerned looks and remarks.
Clearly, to many, having toddler twins and a newborn is a situation that calls for the word "survival.''
I wish I could tell them they're wrong. Oh, I wish. But they are so right.
The past month has been one crazy ride for everyone in this household. Three babies under the age two means a lot of crying, a lot of diapers and little to no sleep for mom. Honestly, it's almost a miracle that I'm sitting down to write this column. I was lucky enough to find a time when all three girls are asleep. But even as I type this very word, I'm nervous that one of them will wake up any second and start crying.
Through nine months of pregnancy, I tried hard to imagine and envision what my daily life would be like with the newest addition to the family. I'm realizing nowadays that my effort to somehow ''plan ahead'' was truly meaningless.
Life with twins is pretty adventurous. Life with twins and a newborn is unpredictable. Period.
One moment, the baby sleeps peacefully, the twins play together nicely and everyone is happy, making me believe I'm the happiest mom in the world.
The next moment ― and I mean, literally, like two seconds later ― all hell breaks loose. Baby A is suddenly trying to climb up the dining table, the newborn begins crying at the top of her lungs and Baby B is nowhere to be found.
Of course I can't do three things at once, so I have a brief panic attack and begin to tackle things one at a time with my attention going to the potentially most dangerous situation first.
In this case, I'd have to hunt down Baby B first since not knowing where she is poses the biggest risk, then I'd race to pull down Baby A from the dining table before I rush to feed Baby C.
In my short one month of taking care of three kids, I realized smart prioritizing and planning today and tomorrow's schedule can make my life a whole lot easier.
For example, I have to prepare a light breakfast the twins can eat in the morning the night before so that they can be occupied as soon as they wake up without me having to be in the kitchen doing prep work. I have to free up my daytime as much as I can since I don't know just when Baby C will be needing mom.
Sounds exhausting, doesn't it? It sure is.
I don't think I've ever been this completely drained and tired in my life ― ever.
But I'm realizing every day these days that God must really give moms superpower the very first days after a new baby is born. If not, I would've probably already passed out by now.
Many people generally seem to focus on the negatives of parenting three little ones. But despite how incredibly difficult the job is, I must tell them, at the end of the day, there is so much that my girls give me than I give them.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm about to reach my breaking point, but when I see my twins shaking their little bottoms to their favorite music, I somehow manage to miraculously get myself back together.
Yes, I know cuteness isn't always going to cut it. But so far, it's working pretty darn well for this mom.
My newest born daughter doesn't dance, sing or do anything cute deliberately. But let's just say, as of now, her little tiny existence itself is plenty enough for mom and dad.
So to all those people giving me their most sympathetic look, thank you but no need for all the sympathy.
As surprising as some may think, I'm living some of the happiest moments of my life now and I'm pretty sure there are many more to come with my three little ones.
Life with three kids, it's definitely going to be handful but I wouldn't have it any other way.