Beautiful Chaos

5 am- here we go,

I’ve been up all night, don’t you know.

He’s 3 months old and gaining weight

But all of those two hour wake ups in the night - I HATE!

Roll out of bed and rub the sleep from my eye

Grab the 1 year old before she starts to cry

Change her diaper, sit her at the table

Get breakfast ready as quick as I’m able

While my 1 year old eats, I run around

Picking up toys off the ground

Just as the 1 year old starts wriggling out of her chair

My 4 year old comes charging in with so much sass and flair

“Mommy I want bacon!” She shouts

I say “okay” as I go to the fridge and pull some out

All of a sudden the baby is crying and needs to be fed too

While my 1 year old is taking a poo

Chaos has started and it’s only 8 in the morning

Days like these should come with a warning

Bacon is done and I set it out

My 4 year old starts to pout

“Mommy it’s too hot!” She cries

“Just give it a minute to cool” I reply

I pick up the 1 year old and quickly get her changed

Days like this are so busy - I feel deranged

I set the 1 year old down and pick the baby up - he’s ready to nurse

But my 4 year old has spilled her juice and I’m ready to curse

The juice will have to wait - the baby is screaming

I sit down and let him nurse until he’s dreaming

I lay the baby down in his bed to sleep

And clean up the juice while trying not to weep

My 1 year old has found trouble in the laundry room

She’s spilled the dogs food so I grab the broom

I clean up the mess and look around

That’s never a good idea - there’s always work to be found

Dishes need to be done and laundry needs to be put away

What I would give to relax for a day

Before I know it lunch is overdue

With all this chaos I don’t know if this day will ever be through

I put lunch on the table and sit the kids down

My 4 year old looks at the plate and gives me a frown

She says “I don’t want this , I want macaroni”

Exasperated I cry “for the love of god just eat the baloney!”

My 1 year old happily finishes her plate and climbs out of her chair

With bits of her lunch sticking into her hair

She toddles to her bed climbing right in

She tosses and turns but sleep wins

The baby wakes up from a nap and wants to be fed

I change him and feed him and place a kiss on top of his head

My 4 year old runs over giggling with delight

“I want to hold him” she says with eyes shining so bright

She sits down on the couch right next to me

And I place him in her arms where he sits- content as can be

It is in these sweet moments I find some inner peace

And all of the chaos seems worth it at the least

My 4 year old smiles and coos at him for a few minutes more

And hands him back to me before running through her bedroom door

I check the time and realize that if I wait

Dinner is going to be an hour late

I jump up and turn on the kids’ favorite show

And run into the kitchen to get dinner ready to go

My 1 year old wakes up and starts running around

And starts picking up toys just to throw them all on the ground

The chaos has started again full swing

Just as the oven goes off with a ding

The food is ready and the table is set

My husband isn’t home just yet

I call the kids into the kitchen and have them sit down

Once again my 4 year old gives me a frown

Once again she doesn’t want the food

And that puts her and I in a very foul mood

I don’t have the energy to argue and so we compromise

She’s having a dinner of nuggets and fries

Dinner is done and my husband walks through the door

Saying “sorry babe, there was a lot more traffic today than before”

The kids run to him, happy as can be

They love him so much it’s clear to see

The kids are done with dinner and bath time has come

We definitely can’t end the day without that being done

I pour the bubbles in the tub and the kids splash water everywhere

Soaking the mat, the floor and their hair

Once bath time is done I have to wrestle the kids out

The 1 year old cries while the 4 year old pouts

It’s time for pajamas and saying goodnight

Luckily they don’t put up much of a fight

But the baby is now crying and needing to be fed

Oh how I want to lay down in bed

I feed him and burp him and lay him down to sleep

He’s now nice and cozy and doesn’t make a peep

The day has finally come to a close

It wasn’t a bad one I don’t suppose

The day has ended in a pretty good way

I smile as I close my eyes and think -

maybe tomorrow will be as good as today.