This weekend, my mom and I are going away on a little holiday to the ocean. After her doctor ordered her to take a stay in a “tall cement building”, to see if the mold or mildew that’s possibly in my parents’ house could be bothering her allergies, she immediately texted me and said she wanted to take me with her. It’s probably the first time I’ve ever been away from my kids and husband for more than a day… ever. And to say I’m excited is an understatement.
I think every mama can relate to needing some time away. Whether it be a few hours for coffee, a day spent with friends, or an overnight trip, it’s always refreshing to have a little time to yourself. Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids and motherhood, but as they say… all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. And that goes for moms too!
We don’t have too many plans while we are there, except to go thrifting and antiquing, and visit one of the best rated restaurants in the town. I, of course, am planning a few photoshoots. Since mom and I both mainly plan to relax and hang out and have literally no schedule, I have to take advantage and shoot some outfits at the ocean! The weekend is supposed to be sunny or partly cloudy all weekend, and while it’s not going to be incredibly warm at least it won’t be raining.
I also plan to take advantage of the hotel pool; it’s been so long since I’ve been able to go swimming, and it’s especially nice when you’re pregnant because all the weight of that baby belly is just lifted away in the water.
I’m so thankful for this opportunity to get away before baby number three is born. As good as this pregnancy has been, I’m still a little bit unsure about how life will change with three kids. Many people have told me that their third was the hardest transition. Even if their third was the easiest baby, the fact that they are then outnumbered — one mom, two hands, three kids — makes life just a little more difficult. I have hopes that it won’t be quite so bad as the tales I’ve been told, since at their core my first two are incredibly helpful and sweet little beings, but my realistic brain says “expect the worst.”
As always, I expect that a lack of sleep will be the hardest thing to deal with. I expect that any good habits I am setting up now — keeping the dishes done, laundry manageable, our room clean — will fly out the window and be a bit harder to regain. And, I know that each of my kids will have an adjustment period. Evie, I think, will have a bit of a harder time than Asa. She is the baby, after all, and used to being my baby particularly. Though she loves to help and mother and she is obsessed with babies, when it comes time for her to be ousted from that sweet spot of being the youngest, I feel like she may go through a hard phase.
But my kids have always had a way of surprising me, and life in general — getting married, having a child, adding another — has never been quite as wild of a change as I expect it to be. So, I hold on to some hope that perhaps my fears will not be proven, and this third baby won’t be quite as hard as I expect.
If you have three or more, how was your transition into the third child? I’d love to know! Although to be honest, if you have absolute horror stories, maybe save them for after I’ve had the baby so I don’t stress out thinking maybe that’ll happen to me, too. 😉 I’m a pretty laid-back person when it comes to life and motherhood, but my overthinking is always at its most prevalent when I’m pregnant!
On a completely shallow and sartorial note, I found this beautiful Mango Clothing dress brand new with its tags still attached at the thrift store, and it immediately drew me in because it looks a bit vintage. It reminds me of those long loungewear type dresses you sometimes see from the 1940’s — although those were meant more as bathrobes and nightgowns, but now might be considered worthy of wearing as a dress!
You can see the fun story of how many amazing new-with-tags items I found last month while thrifting here, and then tell me what your favorite thing was!