My pregnancy with Evan wasn’t exactly. . . planned. Lily was a tough three year old and Ben was still a little baby himself. I wasn’t sure I even wanted a third, and certainly not when the others were still so young. But along came those two lines and the decision had been made for me. I spent my entire pregnancy fretting over the situation and convincing myself that my third born would be the easy one. He or she would be mellow. A good sleeper and eater. Happy to sit back and let the others run the show. A piece of cake. And that’s how I naively got through those endless nine months.
Evan was born and I fell instantly in love. All of my fears were gone and I was thrilled to meet him. And he was easy. For the first few months, he was the best baby ever. He would watch the others with his big brown eyes just taking everything in. He ate, he slept and he smiled. It was wonderful.
And then he started crawling. And climbing. And walking. And jumping. And getting into everything. Long gone are the days of my docile little baby. He’s actually turned out to be the toughest of the kids. The most physical by far, I can’t leave the room for three seconds without a major disaster ensuing. Toilets, trash cans and dog food provide great entertainment for him. We literally have no children’s bowls left, because Evan thinks it’s hilarious to shatter them on the kitchen floor.
Yesterday, I went to Borders and skimmed through a book on birth order personalities. What had happened to make my third such a wild animal? This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Had I consumed too many caffeine free Dr. Peppers in the womb? Too much spicy Thai food? I needed to find an answer. But, low and behold, in the chapter on third children, I learned that Evan is exactly what he should be. A risk taker. Great sense of humor. Attention seeking. Outgoing. LOUD. And apparently, these traits are here to stay. If I’d done my research before, (and used proper birth control,) perhaps I wouldn’t have ended up with my crazy little monster. I could never have prepared myself for this. But I can’t imagine life without him, broken bowls and all.
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That was a great post… and he is sooooo adorable!!! I must admit if I had my ‘monster’ 3rd child first I don’t think I would have jumped in for another… having said that he is now almost 16 and is the most lovable, kind, fun and gorgeous young man… absolute turnaround to the tiny terror that he once was…. wouldn’t change him for the world!!
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Hmm, I’m the oldest, and I have to agree with Jess’s comment that the oldest is the “most driven, most responsible” one. That would be me!
Evan is SUCH a cutey-pie, love that crazy mop of hair, so adorable. My hat’s off to you for getting through everyday with 3 kids (I only had one and I thought THAT was crazy sometimes!) AND blogging AND everything else you’ve got your hands into. KUDOS!
(You must be the oldest amongst your siblings…)
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Nice. Thanks for this, really. Exactly what I want to hear when I’m mere weeks away from meeting my surprise #3.
I stick my tongue out at you :-p
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my darling: please go watch my webisode “born stupid” http://www.bernthis.com, I am now positive you will get a laugh, a good laugh
I am the youngest and I will tell you from my own experience that your son and I are two pees in pod.
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Those eyes…that face! You can just see the “third child” peeking out of there!
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Your 3rd sounds like my first! Well minus the getting into everything…
My second (&probably last) is just 7 mo old and she is a complete ANGEL…. Sleeps wonderfully, smiles, only cries when she’s hungry or tired… But I so know I’m in for it when she starts crawling.. Already when ages on the floor she always stratigally (and purposely) rolls her way over to my cable box to pull out the wires —- no matter how far I place her from the box! LOL
Any kid that adorable can break bowls at my house! And isn’t it weird how kids fall into those categories and do it so well. Although my last TWO were third children lol
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He’s an adorable wild child. Too cute.
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Just voted for you under QBall, one of Vodka’s friends on her email today!
Did I mention I have ADD?
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Curiosity, drive, and ambition will serve him well in this world. So tell me why no one has invented the indestructible bowl for toddlers?
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What’s his astrological sign?
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@Damon, I don’t think anything would be indestructible in his hands!
@San Diego Farmgirl, Sagittarius.
That explains it. I’ve got a typical #3 too. SO right there with ya. But what I want to know is, what number is the one that relishes giving massages or detests whining or loves doing dishes or something. Cuz I’m thinkin’ I might be willing to go for a #5, #6 or #7 if I knew there was one like that comin’ down the pike. In any case, as I always say, it’s a darn good thing they’re so adorable, otherwise someone might have gotten thrown outta the window a long time ago! :)
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I think you and I may have the same third child. That picture is breathtaking, truly.
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I’ve two little terrors and love them dearly. We keep thinking maybe a third, and I keep thinking that surely this time we’d get an easy one – who slept (note well second child) and ate (note well first child) and was calm and peaceful. Still don’t know if we’ll go for it – suspect our minds will be made up for us – but it is great to read a post talking all about a lovely third child. even one with .. um … shall we say .. spirit. Love the blog, will be returning. Found you through the 31 DBBB site.
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How did you get SO freaking funny? I have tons of work to do, but I can’t do it because YOU, Jill, are the funniest Mommy in America : ).
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Right after I wrote that comment, I was like, Gosh, I hope her name is Jill : ). And yes, yes it is! PHEW!
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My third son is exactly the same way!
My third is LOUD too! I haven’t taken away the pacifier because of the noise. Will he every quiet down?
My first kiddo was not planned, but we tried for quite some time to have our second. Hubby asked repeatedly “Are you sure you want my demon seed??” Sure, how bad could it be? So, when the oldest was around 6 and the little one was 2 we decided to try for another one.
I had been keeping up with my cycles so maybe we could get prego pretty easily. Then one night the girls were HORRENDOUS and I changed my mind.. I didn’t want ANY MORE KIDS!
It wasn’t one of the fertile days, so I told hubby: “it’s not one of those nights, go ahead”.. Lo and behold, within a week I learned that I was pregnant AGAIN..
Sometimes I think I should have stopped with the girls, because my son is a little demon child most days.. I love him and wouldn’t change a thing, however when he is having his devil days, I am reminded that “it wasn’t one of those nights”.. Wish the hubby would take some responsibility since it was part my fault and part his “demon seed” that caused all this turmoil.. LOL
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