When I had my first son, I realized how exhausting parenting is.
And then I had another one.
Oh crap. I had no idea.
A couple of days ago, Ben spent the day (the whooooole day and part of the night) with his cousins. This left Hubby and me with 11-month-old Aidan Kai.
Just Aidan Kai.
Just one kid.
Oh my God. It was so frickin' easy.
I thought back to the days when we only had Ben and were exhausted and overwhelmed. And then I laughed.
How is it that when you have only one, it can be so completely and utterly overwhelming and then you have another one and suddenly having one is like a day off?
So does this mean that the way to solve the problem of being completely and utterly overwhelmed with two children is by having a third?
Yeah. Not gonna happen.