A few weeks ago I wrote about getting together with my college friends to celebrate each new baby. There were 6 little ones already, and lucky number 7 was born in March. So this week the kids and I headed to Illinois to meet the newest little swimmer. There were seven kids age three and under in the house for three days, along with the three moms, occasionally one husband, and for a couple hours one morning another college friend who happens to live in the area and her two children. We had a blast! Throughout the craziness we kept bringing up how there was no way the "Octo-mom" was going to survive her situation, as there was only one of her and twice as many kids. On my drive home on Wednesday I started to think about all of the ways the Octo-mom and our little gathering were different. Here is what I came up with:
Us- 7 kids ages 0-3
Her- 14 kids ages 0-6
Us- At one point during the afternoon, 6 of the 7 kids were sleeping. Each night we were there there were many times all 7 were sleeping, as well as all 3 moms and 1 dad.
Her- Someone will ALWAYS be awake. Someone will ALWAYS be crying. She will never sleep through the night again.
Us- Three friends who help take care of each other's kids and trust each other in any situation even though our children teach each other bad words, pull hair or pass buggery germs around.
Her- Constant rotation of strangers coming in to help her whom she is paranoid are only there to spy on her.
Us- Two baths got almost everyone clean.
Her- Five baths. At least.
Her- Each of her kids will have to share a room with at least 3 of their siblings.
Us- Eli shared a room with the washer and dryer.
Us- We spent our evenings mindlessly watching "reality" TV.
Her-She mindlessly plans to put her real life on TV.
Us- More than 13 years of higher education and almost 22 years of marriage between us.
Her- um...
BUT! It seems there is one thing we DO have in common...
We all tend not to think so,
but it seems everyone else calls us crazy!Us- 7 kids ages 0-3
Her- 14 kids ages 0-6
Us- At one point during the afternoon, 6 of the 7 kids were sleeping. Each night we were there there were many times all 7 were sleeping, as well as all 3 moms and 1 dad.
Her- Someone will ALWAYS be awake. Someone will ALWAYS be crying. She will never sleep through the night again.
Us- Three friends who help take care of each other's kids and trust each other in any situation even though our children teach each other bad words, pull hair or pass buggery germs around.
Her- Constant rotation of strangers coming in to help her whom she is paranoid are only there to spy on her.
Us- Two baths got almost everyone clean.
Her- Five baths. At least.
Her- Each of her kids will have to share a room with at least 3 of their siblings.
Us- Eli shared a room with the washer and dryer.
Us- We spent our evenings mindlessly watching "reality" TV.
Her-She mindlessly plans to put her real life on TV.
Us- More than 13 years of higher education and almost 22 years of marriage between us.
Her- um...
BUT! It seems there is one thing we DO have in common...
We all tend not to think so,
Welcome, Riley Louise Bathan. We're glad you are here!
And while we love you, we're glad there were not 8 of you.
2 comments:
Seriously....you are so funny!
This is hilarious. I'm going to nominate you for a blog award! :)
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