11 Dec

We began our family, unintentionally, soon after we got married.  A post holiday party careless incident was to blame.

Luckily we had nine months to prepare our young selves for the adventure we were about to plunge into.  Actually 9 and a half months.  Link entered into our world 2 1/2 weeks after his due date, weighing in at a healthy 9 pounds 3 oz.

Knowing we wanted a big family, we made the decision to have the kids close together.  They would be great friends, and we’d be done with the parenting process at a young-er age.

Chip was born 19 months later, followed by Amp.  True to Amp’s character, we had to fight with him to even be conceived.  He’s just so slow at some things.  Eventually he came around and was born 2 1/2 years after Chip.

With three boys in just over 4 years, Hubby was done.  I, however, wanted a girl.  Bad.

Some pouting ensued.  A few tears were shed.  And eventually hubby began to see things my way.

Less than 6 years after Link was born, Mario arrived in all her girlness.  I was overjoyed.

Until I got home.

Four young kids, all at home, with only one in school part-time, is a bit overwhelming.

I remember sitting on the living room floor thinking to myself How did I ever think I could handle four kids?!

For 8 years I stayed home with them, handling them the best I could.  Most times, I felt like I was doing a pretty crappy job, but I continued to trudge along.  I was heavily involved in their school, along with their multiple extra-curricular activities.

It was during a boy scout activity that I realized I must be doing an okay job, at least in Amp’s 6 year old eyes.

The boys were all listening to a police man explain the dangers of strangers.  One of his tips for them was to travel in groups of 3 or more. He called 3 kids up to demonstrate.  Amp and I watched as he grabbed one of them with his right hand, then the other with his left.  “See?  He said.  “Even a big guy like myself can only handle 2 kids at a time.  That leaves the third to go for help.”

Amp immediately raised his hand.

My mom can handle four kids at a time!

I can?

I didn’t believe it, but I’m glad I had him fooled.


Posted by on December 11, 2012 in Blunders, Everyday Living, Family, Humor


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8 responses to “Handled

  1. agg79

    December 11, 2012 at 5:50 pm

    As a father of one, I bow to your superior parenting skills. From our end, it seemed that, at times, one was more than enough.
    In my humble opinion, even though it may not felt it at here the time, you did a great job with your tribe. They may not turn out exactly as you planned but they have a great foundation to start out on their own. After all, they had a great pair of role models to follow.

    Remember, the two greatest gifts a parent can give their children is roots and wings. I think you guys have done well on both.

    • shadowrun300

      December 12, 2012 at 6:58 am

      Please. No groveling. Raising them was nothing….
      I have proof that I’ve given them roots, as they’re all pretty content to be at home. Hopefully, at least a few of them will accept their wings at some point and move on.
      And I happen to think you did a fantastic job raising your son, so your kudos to me is much appreciated. Thanks Agg.

  2. The Thin Lady Inside

    December 11, 2012 at 7:19 pm

    LOL! I know! I think as moms we are harder on ourselves than our kids are… they are very “forgiving” 🙂 … My oldest is only 4 yrs. old and it actually hurts when I hear her say (this is how she says it): “You’re the best mommy in the whole life world” (she says whole life instead of whole wide LOL!) It makes me feel guilty ’cause I know I’m far from it… but … I am glad she feels that way! 🙂 …. cute story you shared… 🙂 Love it!

    • shadowrun300

      December 12, 2012 at 7:00 am

      Exactly. WE know that we’re making mistakes and could be doing things better, but they don’t always know. I suppose that means we are pretty good at showing our love for them.
      And how sweet that you’re the best mommy in the whole life world! Adorable! 🙂

  3. Abby

    December 12, 2012 at 1:48 am

    HA! Excellent observation! Great job, Mom!

    • shadowrun300

      December 12, 2012 at 7:11 am

      When he said that, all I could think of were the times I was pulling my hair out and screaming, I can’t handle this!
      Maybe he was sleeping during that time, so he never really KNEW I couldn’t handle 4 children?? 🙂

  4. territerri

    December 12, 2012 at 3:04 am

    Our family was begun in much the same way. We were thinking we’d have kids a few years down the road. 2 months after we were married, we were pregnant. We made the same decisions to just go forward from there and after our oldest, we had two more within 4 years.

    I think it’s very typical to feel overwhelmed when the kids are young and constantly question whether you’re doing it right. I know I did. But just as you figured out, your kids will let you know what works… and what doesn’t.

    • shadowrun300

      December 12, 2012 at 7:22 am

      I was young too. Only 22 when Link was born, and 28 when Mario was born. Part of me felt like I was growing up with them, so we learned together. As I recall, you were young too, right? I’m happy about that now, but boy was it hard back then!
      I think you did a fantastic job with your kids. I’m always looking to you for wisdom, advice and inspiration! So thanks for sharing your stories! 🙂


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