Yes, I realize I haven't posted in awhile. It's been a tough week. Tough. Week.
See, the Japanese are in town. That means Shane's got budget meetings at work and two nights of dinners. Plus, this week was Kid's Crusade at church. Basically, VBS...at night...from 6p to 8p. Put those two things together, and you get one wiped out Mommy.
We moved up the afternoon schedule each day so that everyone was fed by the time we started loading up the car at 5:30. Program started at 6 and we usually pulled up around 5:58. There was nursery help, so I left the babies there and went with the big kids. I'd check in on the triplet and made sure to give them their bottles and diapers changed at the usual time...7:30...then we'd load up the car so when Zoe & Ty were done, we could head straight home. The babies basically fell asleep on the way home. I made deals GALORE with the big kids in the car. I wheeled and dealed with them. "When we get home...if you QUIETLY go upstairs and put on your PJs...then QUIETLY go potty...and QUIETLY brush your teeth...and are in your beds QUIET by the time I get the babies in their beds, you can play your DS's in bed (not the norm)." I also promised a trip to the candy store, a pack of gum, Chocolate Chip Cookie baking (they like to bake...just like Mommy), an extra morning TV show, you name it...I promised it! ANYTHING to speed up the bedtime routine! Tonight was the last night, so I'm excited to have a regular nighttime routine tomorrow night.
Tomorrow, though, our week gets harder. There is going to be quite a few tears shed and I'm guessing 99% of them will be from me. Not a fun day. Tomorrow is Lindsay's last day. Sigh. Tear. She's leaving us to go on an 11-month mission trip (basically) around the world. 11 months, 11 countries. You can read all about her trip here. We're very excited for her, but very sad for us. God really brought us together. Friends of mine were in a bible study with her mom. She mentioned that her daughter was graduating college and looking to maybe nanny for a year so was asking for prayer for direction for Lindsay. My friends stopped Lindsay's mom and said, "We've got a friend having triplets...here's her number! Can we have Lindsay's?"
She's been with us since the babies were born. Literally, she was here when Cole was home and Eli & Ava were still in the NICU. She'd stay with him, Zoe & Ty so that my Mom could drive me to the hospital to visit the others. And now, she's going to miss their first birthday. Again...sigh. Tear.
Lindsay has been a TRUE blessing. There aren't many 24 year-olds that can handle 5 kids five years-old and under. Not many that can handle triplets. Not many that can handle me! She does. And not only does she manage...she excels! She smiles. She has energy. She genuinely loves my kids. We are truly going to miss her.
Not much more I can say...cuz...well...I'm crying. Already. Ugh. I'm dreading tomorrow. And come to think of it, the next 11 months.