February 19, 2010

"How do you do it?"

The Question I am asked Daily.

"How do you do it?"
I often see the whispers and stares.
In all different shapes and forms...
A side smile and a chuckle to themselves, this is the experienced Lady's stare
A dirty look from a Grumpy of Age...
A tired and whispy haired, half smile from another Mom with just as many children...
A look of "Are you Crazy?" from anyone who has no children...
Stares when people of all ages and backgrounds see Mason's tube hanging from his belly.
Looks of disgust or How cute, over my young son wearing a backpack...
There is also this look after people ask "how old are your children? All boys? OH! Are you going to try for a girl?"...
And it is the WORST look!
Stares of pity.

Definition of Pity
"A feeling of sympathy or sorrow for the misfortunes of others."


There are also questions...
"Really? Three boys all 3.5 years apart?"
"Are you going to try for a girl?"
"What is that tube?"
"What is wrong with your son"
"How do you afford it?"
"Why don't you just work?"
"How do you do it"

You asked the questions...here are the answers!
"Really? Three boys all 3.5 years apart?"
Yes, I am a baby making machine.

"Are you going to try for a girl?"
That is up for debate.

"What is that tube?" and "What is wrong with your son?"
The doctors don't really understand what is fully wrong with my son, he is unable to swallow properly. The tube is how he eats.
This is the short answer I tell people who ask as I am grocery shopping.

"How do you afford it?"
We can't...
We have racked up a lot of debt and I am constantly trying to get funding.

"Why don't you just work?"
Do you want to watch Josh, Mason and Carter?
Didn't think so.

And the big question...

"How do you do it?"

I just do it.


As I am writing this I have 6 loads of laundry to fold & put away. I have 5 loads of laundry to wash. The toy room is upside down, the kitchen is a disaster, and there is "junk" covering all the floors in my house.
I have not cleaned my personal bathroom in over a month.
I have 3 months of paperwork on my desk.
I have three days of Doctor appointments next week, that I haven't prepared for.
My van is disgusting inside and out.
I have no idea where half of anything is in this house.
I have not showered in three days and I smell of Vanilla vomit.
You see...I.am.no.Superwoman.

But I do make sure that the important things get done.
The boys have a routine...
I do get them bathed, fed and they do have fun everyday.
We do face new Challenges everyday just as most parents do...
ours are just a little different than most.

Our life means little sleep...4 hours most nights.
Coffee is a lifeline.
Money comes and goes.
People come and go...
The days tick by so fast.

Life goes on.

How do I do it?
One hour at a time.
One chore at a time.
One meal at a time.
One step at a time.
One Nick...
You should get one!

My life is complicated, it is full of hardships, joy and great moments.
Where there is sorrow, there is much to rejoice.
There is Good, there is Bad and there is ugly.

"I can do all things through him who strengthens me."
~Philippians 4:13~

I give the hard stuff to God.
I will not do it alone.
Faith, so much Faith.

This.is.how.I.do it.

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