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Being a parent rquires ALL you can give and then some. For me, I remember just freaking out when I had a 4 year old, a 2 year old and was pregnant with my third. I didn't know how I was possibly going to do it. Then my third child came a long and things began to change, slowly. Sure, I've had my share of blowouts (still 2 in diapers). I have been trying to pinpoint the exact moment when things got easier. Maybe it was when my 4 year old turned into a six year old, who can fix his own sandwich (mostly), and can buckle himself into a carseat or read to his brother. Maybe it was hubby working from home. But most of all, I think it was more about knowing how to handle things. I know how to handle a two year old (and a 4 year old ) tantrum. I know how to handle power struggles and misbehavior. I know when to pick my battles (and which ones are worth fighting). It just doesn't seem as hard b/c I know what normal (and abnormal) is. I have learned to let ALOT of things go. I know how to cancel plans. I put ALOT less pressure on myself. Dog hair is my friend (except for once every 1-2 weeks when the place gets vacuumed). I guess there is a learning curve for motherhood after all. So the third child definately doesn't get as much attention as the first, but I think they get better parenting and I cherish the little moments more because of it. So, if I could pinpoint the moment, I don't think my kids changed or got any easier---I think I did......
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