I posted a montage of photos this morning onto Facebook. It didn’t take any time on my part. It was one of those ready-made slide shows put to music options that Facebook offers now. I thought it’d be cute. And I had actually taken a few sweet pictures of the kids earlier, so why not? They made it look like our life here at home with 3 babies under the age of 2 was easy and peaceful. Funny how social media can skew and shape impressions. In reality, about 20 minutes later, I am almost in tears in the kitchen as both girls are crying to nurse.. Again.. And my son is running around the house like a madman.. 15 minutes past the time he should have been put down for a nap.. And I still haven’t had the chance to feed him lunch. I feel like quitting sometimes.. Like saying (to whom, I’m not sure), “Ok, I tried my best and now I don’t want to do this anymore.” But I look around the messy house, take a deep breath and give myself a quick pep talk. I resolve that this is my life. I chose to be a mom. Just keep moving and do what needs to be done. So, protein shake for the both of us it is. It’s all I have time for. Then it’s back to tandem nursing these other two adorable, bottomless, little pits. It’s exhausting, but they are worth it. When I look into any of my kids big, blue eyes I melt.. And remember that I’m actually grateful for my life. Sometimes I miss how simple and easy it was before. But this seemingly never-ending and draining chaos is, in fact, my new normal.