A few times during the last couple of months I have thought, "why if we were going to have 4 kids did we spread them out so much?" (basically 3 years between everyone) I have focused on how long I have/will have been changing diapers, rushing home for naps, etc. I have also contemplated the fact that I will be 41 when I go to kindergarten round-up for the last time. That is wrong. (by the way- our spacing was actually because I read some studies about how 2 years 9 months is the ideal spacing for siblings so they have the best socialization and language acquisition. I also liked the idea of after nursing for a year giving my body a break of a year off before becoming pg. again. Now I'm thinking- who cares? My kids are all talking well, social, and like my body has had "time off.")
Just now as I was getting ready for bed and brushing my teeth (and yes, it is only 8:30) it dawned on me the positive of the spread. I WON'T EVER HAVE FOUR TEENAGERS AT THE SAME TIME! Ainsley will turn 20 when #4 is still 12.
Some days it is the little things that get you through.