I should have been a wrestling referee! I now have tons of experience. If I’d have know how many fights I’d have to break up, I’d of taken some training for it.

I’m an only child, so I had NO idea how much fighting there would be between siblings! They fight over everything!!!!! I’m not exaggerating. I just don’t understand it. Why is everything a point of contention? Why are all the other toys not good enough, just the one that one of them has??? It seems so unfair!

I love my kids more than life itself, but I often find myself wondering why I thought having more than one was a good idea. Man that sounds bad! It’s not that I’d give any of them up, but I just didn’t realize how much harder having 3 would be. And the fact that they are ridiculously close in age, doesn’t help! None of them have impulse control or a complete understanding of empathy, so I’m up a creek without a paddle trying to keep peace in our house.

I’m trying to let them work it out amongst themselves, and be a fair parent to each one. But 2 out of 3 are tattle-tales! Every two minutes I hear “she yelled at me” or “he did _____ to me”. It’s hard to ignore that and not let it get to you!

So now I’m adding referee to the list of occupations I fill without a pay check in this wonderful role of motherhood. If only I could put all these skills on a resume and have them mean something!