I've never felt more needy in my life. Most of the day I'm pretty well in control. When Ryan gets home, my tears kind of appear from nowhere. He'd never know what I've accomplished in my day by how pathetic I am by 8:30 at night when he gets home. He calmly kisses Brady, puts Leah and Logan to bed, takes the dog outside and feeds him, gives me a hug...and all this before he even eats his dinner! I've heard people explain having a 3rd kid as hard because they only have 2 hands. I'd describe it as more of a "let's gang up on mommy " type of mentality. My kids are old enough to know which buttons to push to set me over the edge...I'm still hoping they're not doing this intentionally, but rather are still adjusting to everything as Ryan and I are. Doctors appointments, soccer games and goals, nap times, visitors, paperwork, Motrin, housework, bath times, homework, board games, phone calls, diaper changes and feedings, making lunches...it's kind of a circus over here! Truly, it's a beautiful time...I'm so thankful for pictures that help me stay focused on the precious moments, even amid the chaos!