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I've always pictured myself as having four kids. When I was pregnant with my second, I was completely overwhelmed with the idea of having another child. I had just settled into having one baby and was comfortable with being a family of three. Transitioning from one child to two was one of the most overwhelming situations that I've ever dealt with.

When Ayden, my second, was born, Ava was only 19 months. So I was dealing with two babies under two years old. It was intense.

Fast forward six years, I gave birth to my youngest, Mason. I was completely unafraid of the idea of having three kids. In my head, I've already dealt with the traumatizing experience of having multiple children. At first, things seemed to run smoothly in my home. We took day trips as a new family of 5. It was wonderful. Perhaps it was my positive thoughts towards being able to handle three kids that allowed me to breeze through the first three months.

Then, reality set in. I'm not sure what it was that kick started the panic in me. There was a wonderful cocktail of situations that occurred almost simultaneously that made me realized - I'm in over my head. We had just closed on a house when Mason was 5 months old. We were in the middle of demolition and remodeling the new home. The others kids were in school and they had their own set of demands (class parties, birthdays, school reports, etc.) Everything that was occurring was equally important and deserved an equal amount of attention and devotion. Not to mention my mommy duties of making sure the kids felt that the situations were as "normal" as it could be.

They say God doesn't give you anything you can't handle. And while all of the situations that I was experiencing were blessings, I still had to learn how to juggle - big time. It was a situation of "get in the game and just go -or fall behind." So that's exactly what I did. I had to learn to stop whining, this was my life. My beautiful, full life. And I loved it. So I had to nurture it.

Now that I am on the otherside of the chaos, I can say that things have definitely leveled out. Mason is at an age where he is walking and exploring. We, as a family, have settled in as a family of 5. While there are many (MANY) obstacles that we have to face, I am well equipped and capable of handling them as they come.

As far as my life long yearning for four kids, I have to say that idea has not changed. I still am completely open to the idea of adding one more set of baby feet to the family to make us a family of 6.

What are you thoughts on having three kids? How was your transition from two to three or four? Comment below.