Goodness gracious... We've been having spring break and with that, having a ball. I love breaks from school and I am really excited for summer in 2 months.
My in-laws wanted to take the kids for a day of fun during the break... All except Magnus. My mother-in-law doesn't do diapers*, which I totally get, considering how many she changed over the years with 7 children. So, the older 4 went off with Grandma and Grandpa to have some fun in the sun, and Magnus and I stayed home to have our own one-on-one fun.
Now, just so you know, Magnus and I are home alone together 3 days a week for 2 1/2 hours while Bear is at preschool. However. Magnus takes his nap during that time, so we don't really get much time to play alone together, you know, and stuff like that.
Also, that being said, I know I have posted about what a crazy/busy/cute-little-troublemaker Magnus is. So, here's how our day went: Magnus ran, and I chased. He played, and I followed. He told, I obeyed. He said jump, and I said how high. He asked, I gave. He made messes, I cleaned them up. And etcetera, etcetera.
You guys. I was exhausted by the end of the day. And while I loved playing with my baby, do you know what it made me think of?
How truly grateful I am that my first few children are so close in age and that they always had a playmate. I think I would have been dead from exhaustion otherwise. (I mean, I was exhausted all the time anyways, but for other reasons, that I preferred :)
I also thought of how much harder it is to be a mother of 1 child, instead of 5. You are their playmate, All The Time. And, while I love my children, I just feel like other children are better cutout for that job.
It did reiterate to me though... I LOVE my children. With a love that I can't even describe because I feel like my heart might burst. That kind of love.
*I feel I have to explain that, of course my MIL changes diapers when she's watching the kids for us. She doesn't, you know, leave them swimming in pee and poop until we get back from wherever, and tell us they need to be changed. She just doesn't take diaper age children on outings. So, there you go (because I know you were wondering.... ;)