Poor, poor Julie
March 3, 2009
I got this email from Julie this morning. It makes me feel so bad for her. I’m not even including all the details she sent, just some of it so you can get an idea of her morning.
“Well, I have not had the best start to my day. And eating my breakfast has lasted longer than any I recall. Everyone is always in need of something. I made it down stairs by about 10 min. to 8 A.M. I broke-up a fight between Peyton and Soren because of the new, rude, mean job chart Peyton had made for his brother after he tore up his old one. Logan was trying to talk to me the whole time as well, wanting to show me something. After getting through that whole ordeal I decided to pour me some cereal. So I had a bowl with dry cereal poured in it by about 8 o’clock. Peyton was yelling that he couldn’t find any pants so I went to help him. The babies were awake now and on the stairs wanting me to hold them. Luckily Logan came with a distraction and I got the boys situated. I ran back down to hurry and make oatmeal for the babies who I knew would be hungry. I tried to hurry and load dishes while the oatmeal cooked and I answered questions from the boys about everything they needed to take to school. Soon the babies were in the kitchen and into their high chairs. We gave them their treat from last night while I finished up and said goodbye to the older boys. Then I fed the babies the oatmeal and got some more for Eden. I gave the babies some milk to drink and poured some into my cereal and finally had a few bites while I tried to clean up. But then babies were ready to get out. I got Maren out who had a very bad poopy and was leaking so I changed her. Then went to get Roman out who also had a bad poopy and while going to get a diaper that was across the room he peed on the carpet. I hurried to put on his diaper and clean up the potty….“
and on and on and on. I know my parents will say that someday we’ll look back on these days with sadness that they’re gone and to relish every minute of it. But does that mean we’ll miss the moments of insanity too?
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March 4th, 2009 at 9:44 pm
Julie is my hero! This woman is living a life of total selflessness. Every moment of her life is totally devoted to her family and with the little bit of an “eye opening” experience I had at Christmas, I stand all amazed every day at what she does. I love you Julie and am so thankful that not only are you my son’s wife, but also the perfect mother for my grandchildren. Hang in there – these years WILL pass!
March 5th, 2009 at 5:43 pm
I can totally relate but maybe not to the extinct of having so many little ones at one time…my kids always ask me why I don’t eat breakfast and I always respond that when they are done needing me to take care of them, then maybe I will have a chance to sit down and eat…most of mine are able to make their own breakfasts now. I am very amazed at the patience Julie has and wished I could have a portion of that patience. I am also amazed at how well she is able to let things go..this too I wish I had a fraction of…just a wonderful, selfless person!
March 7th, 2009 at 10:20 am
I realize we don’t have as many little ones running around, but I can understand the chaos with twins–especially at the age yours are at. I had a really hard time when Kate & Sam were the same age as Eden & Roman. Having three in diapers, having to dress them all to go anywhere and having three wanting me at the same time all the time… Luckily, they have somewhat grown out of the mischief and they usually aren’t peeing or pooping all over the floors and getting into EVERYTHING all the time! They do grow up and all of the sudden it seems so manageable–well, most of the time:)
May 13th, 2010 at 11:02 am
Derek, I saw your blog address on FB and thought I’d check it out. Can I say this post sound all too familiar!! It’s good to know other people make it through similar days and survive!! Julie is a great mom, I can tell from all I’ve seen of her–what a special woman. My favorite saying for this time of our lives–The days are long, but the years are short. Yeah, sometimes I wonder if I’ll make it through the day, but then I look back and I ask myself, where did my week, month, year go? Enjoy it, as much as you can. Oh and have fun in Germany!!