I'm not feeling particularly grateful at the moment. I'm actually feeling more tired, cranky and overwhelmed. But lucky for you, I thought of my gratefulness item for the day earlier!
I normally spend a fair amount of time texting a friend, my sister or my mom all about the outrageous antics of the boys, often overusing the eye roll emoji. They do a lot of crazy stuff. We talk about farts SO much.
But when I actually went downstairs today and played with them I realized that we've hit a sweet spot here. They are 5, almost 4 and 1.5.
So mostly we sleep at night, usually being bothered once. We only change diapers a handful of times each day. People eat real food (and sometimes other stuff). Their problems are mostly lost blankies and not being first at all the things. I can take a shower and feel reasonably confident that everyone will be alive when I get out.
Having lots of little kids is hard. It's hard for a lot of reasons, and often parents of little ones can get caught up in that and fail to realize that there probably isn't a time when parenting is all that easy, that every age has its joys and challenges.
We are at a place where we don't feel guilty leaving them with a babysitter. Where we haven't really started with hard questions. Where outside influences from school friends are minimal.
It really is sweet. And I should enjoy it while it lasts, because it won't last long.