Motherhood Has Turned Me into a Bit of a Nut

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Today, it hit me that my 3-year-old, who used to cling to his beloved blanket, has moved on. Meanwhile, I’ve realized that I’ve never rocked my 21-month-old to sleep. You see, being the third kid in our home means you get a quick kiss goodnight and are then tossed into your crib without any fuss.

Now that my oldest has outgrown rocking and my middle child only allows it occasionally, I find myself longing to rock someone to sleep, for goodness sake!

Honestly, motherhood has made me feel like I’m losing my mind. In reality, I think I’ve officially gone a little crazy. To illustrate my point, let me share a family photo from October 2012, just two months after what I like to call The Great Negotiation. And trust me, this picture screams “WE NEED MORE KIDS!”

What was The Great Negotiation?

That was the time I spent ages trying to persuade my poor husband that we weren’t done having kids. Despite being on a tight budget with two wild boys—one of whom was still a baby—I felt the overwhelming urge to add another little one to our chaotic family. Makes perfect sense, right?

The Great Negotiation happened during a date night at our favorite spot, Outback Steakhouse. Eventually, my husband relented and said, “Fine, but I want a vasectomy before this baby arrives.” To which I replied, “Alright then, I’m ordering a beer!”

Fast forward less than a year, and our daughter was born. Not long after that, I found myself regretting the whole vasectomy decision. Because, let’s face it, I might just have a bit of a mental quirk—it’s called Motherhood.

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In summary, motherhood can feel like a wild ride that occasionally drives you a little batty. You may find yourself reminiscing about those sweet rocking moments with your kids, feeling the urge for just one more little bundle of joy, and questioning your sanity along the way.