Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband, Dennis! We celebrated his 36th birthday in our favorite way, going to a nice restaurant. We went to St. Elmo's steakhouse downtown, which was wonderful. This time we each got our own shrimp cocktail, because it is just so good! It was nice to get a sitter and enjoy the night out, we haven't called the sitter since November, so we were very excited.
The boys did fine with the sitter, though Logan did cry when we were leaving. We couldn't calm him down so we just left hoping that he would stop as soon as we left. Sure enough she said he stopped right away. She commented that our boys are so good. She watches a couple other families of boys and can't get over how good ours are, because 3 boys is not easy. That is always nice to hear because, anyone with more than 1 boy close in age knows how hard boys can be at times. Multiple boys feed off each other and can make for a very noisy and active home. It is always reassuring to know that our discipline, consistency and hard work are paying off. Like every parent, we definitely have days where we feel we have no control of our kids and are in need of encouraging words. Luckily, the good days outweigh the bad.
Speaking of kids. I went to the doctor recently and she said, "Wow, you have 3 boys and are open to having a 4th!" She said her and her husband have 2 boys and they are wondering if they were meant to have kids at all. And, she even has a Nanny! I can honestly say I haven't once regretted having 3 kids. I have always wanted 3 or 4 and to be honest it is hard for me to even relate to others who don't want a big family. The thought of being done having kids is so sad to me. I love being pregnant and having a newborn. I would probably have had 6 kids if I lived in a different time.
However, I will admit that at times it is hard to live here in Indianapolis, because it is just Dennis and I without any kind of support system. Most people that have multiple kids have family around to help or Nannies or regular babysitters. Dennis and I are both very independent and we both have trouble asking for help. I think that even if we lived near family, we wouldn't ask for help very much. I don't like to trouble others and feel it is my responsibility to take care of what is mine (whether it is cleaning my house, cooking dinner or caring for my kids). While this can be a great trait to have, it can add more stress to our lives. After all, there is a reason they say "It takes a village" to raise a child. Dennis and I have lived our whole married life away from family and with zero support system. When a kid is sick or school is closed it is up to one of us to stay home with them, there is no back up person to call in the case of an emergency to pick up our kids or to take them somewhere for us. It is up to us to do everything. So, I am very proud of what we have been able to accomplish and of the job we are doing with our kids. And, it sure feels good when others recognize that.
Well, enough about that...The rest of the weekend was spent running errands and doing some stuff around the house. Colin and Evan had a birthday party to go to on Saturday. Oh and we finally got around to taking Colin to the bookstore to buy some books with the gift card Grandma Bridgers and Robert gave him. He had so much fun picking out what books he wanted.
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