It was so, so hard having 3 children so close, 3 babies together to care for; now I get a lump in my throat when I think about the little one entering kindergarten in just a couple of weeks. Because I know from the twins , (the second graders!), how time seems to accelerate once kids enter real school.
Truthfully, there’s a lot of guilt I need to resolve from when they were babies. I was so stressed out and I lament the fact that I didn’t derive constant pleasure from them like I should have…instead I was about surviving each day, wanting to get through them.
I get that as moms we beat ourselves up (some more than others!). How do you get over that?