My hands must be full...

This is an open letter to all of those that see me and my three out and about. First and foremost, STOP telling me I have my hands full! Stop looking at me like you feel sorry for me. Please stop looking at me like I need help.

I wanted this! All three of my children were our choice. We might have been surprised but we were always excited. I don’t wish we would have waited. I wouldn’t change a thing. I love that we had 3 under 3. No we are not done!

There are times when I feel overwhelmed but every human feels that way at some point in time. I don’t feel overwhelmed because I have three children. I feel overwhelmed because life in general can be difficult. My children often relieve stress. They make laugh and are full of so much joy how can I not smile around these perfect people.