There are certain seasons of motherhood that are difficult to describe until you’re on the other side of them. For me, going from three children to four was one of those seasons.
We welcomed four children in under six years. Every family looks different—some have four children spread across ten or fifteen years, while others, like us, have several little ones all at once. I don’t think one way is better than another. We all simply play the hand we’re dealt.
This is the only version of motherhood I know, and after nearly two years, I finally feel like I can look back and put words to what this transition has been like. Spoiler alert: it took longer than I expected.
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