Curtis wanted a tattoo. Three. Days. Ago.
...I finish feeding the baby."
...I clean up the dog puke."
...I finish fixing lunch (or dinner, or breakfast, or getting snack.)"
...I change Mitch's poopie diaper."
...I change Diana's diaper."
...I change George's clothes because he wet his pants. (And clean the carpet or floor or chair or wherever he was.)"
...I help George on the potty."
...I wipe George's butt."
... we got to the pool."
...we go to the park."
...I put in this load of laundry."
...I get dressed."
...I let the dogs out."
...feed Diana again."
...we go out to dinner."
...we go on a Spirit Walk."
...I find George."
...I do the dishes."
...I eat something. For the first time today. At 3:30pm."
...I finish monitoring the picking up of toys."
...after you clean up your room."
Before I knew it, it had been 3 days. THREE DAYS that I had been putting off applying that temporary tattoo. With a newborn and 4 other, hardly self-sufficient and highly destructive individuals, a fun, cute, little tattoo falls really low on the totem pole. This realization was devastating. For so many reasons.
...do we have too many kids? I can't even give him a little tattoo, for goodness sake. At what point does the "large family" experience become a negative one. He will gain so much from his huge family. He has built in play dates, friends, support. He will never be alone. But, he will NEVER be alone. For a long time, he will share everything, including my time, abilities and attention. True, we have a newborn, and those are time-suckers. Very soon, a lot of my little spare minutes will free up again. We will get a fence so I can just let the dogs out, instead of walk them. Slowly, everyone is getting better about dressing themselves, Curtis can almost wipe his own bottom, George can almost potty on his own, Brock can serve his own drinks as well as some foods. Every passing day, more and more minutes free up (and then there are those days that take them all back.) Eventually, all the minutes will be mine again. At which point, I will probably say, "I should have had more kids".