I once wrote, “ For one thing, once you have three children you've run out of arms, unless you're an octopus of course. Not being an octopus, and only having the normal number of arms, I am concerned about what is going to happen once we have our third and I am left an arm short.” Yes, that Wildeian wit really was me. Honestly. Look, just go here if you don’t believe me.
That was about 4 months before the birth of our 3rd child, and one of the very last things that I managed to write on the blog. It turns out I had seriously underestimated the number of arms that I would need. Also the amount of time I would need to do everything. Not to mention the total chaos that an extra child would bring into my life.
