Today Mum and I decided to take the kids to Fountain Gate after karate... what were we thinking? It always seems like something quite fun before we actually get there and then the whole shopping centre reality sets in. I end up becoming a ball of anxiety and just want to run from the place screaming. We did it though and actually got almost everything we needed on our list which was a bonus.
We have been slowly getting used to our new life with three kids. Zoe is pretty great and we are all in love with her. I just love my time alone with her at night when I can lay there and drink in her beautiful soft baby/milky smell. She is really starting to become more alert and I have to keep reminding myself to enjoy this present moment and not wish her onto her next milestone, this being my last baby I just want to enjoy every moment.
The boys are great, feisty as ever. Liam particularly is really testing us right now. He spent most of the time at the mall today on the floor refusing to budge. It's pretty hard to make him move while carrying a baby as well, so i had to keep thinking of creative ways to get him moving, when he would finally get up he would give me the cheekiest look, reveling in his naughtiness. Anyway I now never look down on harried, screechy Fountain Gate Mums because I officially am one.
