Survive or Thrive?
On any moment of any day, I can either be in survival mode or fully thriving in my role as a mom. I've spent the past five years raising my four kids and feel the scales finally tipping in favor of thriving. I wouldn't say this is a battle I've won, but I can definitely appreciate how far I've come. Let's just say that starting off with twins was a wake-up call to all involved. We had all hands on deck with grandparents flying in and a husband who can thankfully function on a few hours of sleep. When family left and hubby went back to work, I hired a friend who was in-between jobs as a daily mother's helper. I had to get outside the apartment to survive, but that often didn't happened until late in the afternoon. Those first three months were such a blur. Here's what I do remember: Three sets of pump parts piled up in the kitchen sink. Mastering the double football hold in my glider for hour-long nursing sessions every 2-3 hours. Waking a baby to