Three to Four

On Sunday we took our crew to the pumpkin patch which was so much fun.

As we were leaving, the kids wanted a picture in the "pumpkin house" so we piled in there and tried to get a family picture.  The family right in front of us were struggling to get their three children to smile (or stand still) for a picture, and we were joking with the mom about how we understood her pain.

As we reached the car, the mother specifically came over to us and asked how hard it was to "go from three to four."  She was expecting their fourth, and was a little nervous about it.

Hubby told her our situation, which was that we had our oldest, and then had twins.  So, for us, the biggest challenge of parenting was going from one to three, and adding the fourth really wasn't a big deal.  In many ways it seemed to balance out our family.

I don't think this was the answer this mother was looking for, but what Hubby said was completely true.

Looking back over the (less than) five years that Hubby and I have been parents, going from having one child to having three children overnight was a tremendous adjustment.  Our twins are amazing, and they complement each other in so many ways.  But there is no denying that raising twins is HARD.

Having Addallee, was, of course an adjustment because was had another child... but she was just a breath of fresh air.  Addallee -- our number four -- was the first baby that I felt like I got to breathe and just enjoy.  She wasn't scary because she was our first.  She wasn't overwhelming because she was twins.  She was just our extra blessing, our Lee Lee.

She is the first baby, that has just come along for the ride wherever the big ones go, and is happy to be held or worn by Mama the entire time.

She is so happy to be included by her big siblings and they just love the stuffing out of her.

For us, going from three to four was one of the best things that ever happened to our little family.