Have you ever looked back on a period of time and thought “how the Fuck (sorry mum) did we survive that?”
That’s this year.
It has been both the hardest and best of our lives and yes that is totally possible.
It turns out I completely underestimated how hard raising 4 kids under the age of 6, would be.
It’s bloody hard.
It also turns out I underestimated how hard it would be having our eldest start school and the commitments that came with it.
Throw in a house move. Multiple and often back to back viruses. A husband gone every Tuesday and Thursday night and all day Saturday thanks to a football coaching commitment. The feeling of being torn in quarters, and never satisfying anyone’s needs. Oh and severe sleep deprivation caused by a newborn/infant.
And yes it has been unbearably difficult, almost impossible at times.
But there’s been so much good too. So, so much.
We never could have imagined the complete joy Olivia brings to our entire family. She is like a shining star, a warm spring day, a box of puppies. She’s pure heaven.
Angus has thrived in his first year at school, making SRC class captain, forming solid friendships and kicking academic goals.
Eddie has loved his new kinder and is rapidly and readily approaching his prep year with enthusiasm.
Billy is 3. And while the threenager thing is unavoidable, he’s a big sweet pea. He tells me he loves me 100 times a day which makes me feel pretty darn special.
My relationship with my husband could have been tested in this climate and yes there have been times where we have taken our exhaustion out on each other, but we have ultimately been each other’s champion throughout this year, cheering each other on and being a shoulder to lean on.
We’re all healthy. We’re all happy (most of the time) we all like each other a whole lot, and we have all grown so much over the last 12 months.
We are stronger for it. And while I may see out the year looking haggard and ten years older than I actually am, my heart feels unbelievably full. Like, bursting.
If you’d asked me at the beginning of the year, how I thought I’d go, being a Mum of 4 under 6, I could have never imagined how hard it would be.
But the biggest surprise of all is that I’m stronger, more capable and more patient than I ever thought I could be.
Sometimes tests will teach us what we most need to learn.
Here’s to 2018 which is still nearly two weeks away, but who’s counting?!
Merry Christmas to you all and thank you for your friendship, support and kindness throughout the year. It has meant more to me than you will ever know.
All my love