Number 3 always wrecks number2s Lego, and even I get pissed off.....
..... Number 3 is, erm, a vocal child.... And the older two who know better think it's hilarious to join in with a bagpipe chorus. And it's a bugger to discipline for, 'cos you don't want everyfink to come down to ' you can't sit and shout, but the youngest can, because I can't actually stop him short of gaffer taping his mouth'
... Did I mention the NOISE. You didn't hear? was that because of the NOISE that means you can't hear yourself think let alone speak unless you shout, when you realize you've become part of the problem and added to,the NOISE NOISE NOISE
And junior gets so used to being entertained by all singing all dancing siblings, that if you get him on his own he sits flatly on the floor and looks at you like a cat presented with a raggedy scratch post.
And people comment to you in the street as though you've put yourself up as some paragon of motherhood. Nope. I'm a shit mother too. Just ambitious with it.
And when typo book holidays, the search engines tell you'ERROR . TOO MANY CHILDREN'. And you say, FFS, camping again?
watch Outnumbered from BBC. It is very good.
And you have to become pragmatic verging on cold when One decides to smash crockery and dance in it, on decides to eat cat food and the third has an emotional moment not to feel left out.
I'm desperately broody for a fourth.