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It's hard

So I figured that having 4 kids would be a snap. I've heard that after 3 it's just a number that it's no more difficult. But I have to admit that I'm feeling very much like a pin ball most days. I go between, nursing Gage and stopping Felicity from whatever 2 year old trouble she has gotten her self into, then helping Rayann with homework.... back to Gage for a burp or a nurse... then back to Felicity.... on to lunch for all the kids... back to Gage and so on and so on. I don't want you to think that I'm complaining because I'm not it's just a very different and difficult way of life.
Daniel and I talked about how can a family that has 6 kids does it.... or if they have more. I just don't know. We both decided that we are to selfish of people to want to have 6 kids and devote all of our time an energy to them. We want to be able to do things together just the two of us or be able to spend time individually with the kids not just herd them along.
I give my kudos to those with 6 or more kids because I sure couldn't do it. Being a perfectionist doesn't help either! There's always to much to do.

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