Man Up...

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Anyone who knows me knows that I absolutely detest getting help. I am a very stubborn person by nature- the kind of stubborn that even when I figure out the way I am doing something is wrong I will still continue doing it that way until I get the desired result. One I get an idea in my head I am going to do it and I am going to do it myself.

I apply my stubbornness and unwillingness for help to pretty much all aspects of my life- especially when it comes to my kids. The only time I ever don't take them places with me is when I can't, such as when I have to go to the doctor (I don't want my kids seeing me spread eagle while my doctor checks to see if I'm dilated) and dentists appointments (impossible to keep an eye on the kids while plaque is getting scraped off of my teeth). Any other situation and I just soldier on and take the kids with me. Yes, it would be way easier to ask my in-laws (who live in an in-law apartment at our house) to take the kids for a bit while I run to the store but I never (ever, ever) do that. If having kids were supposed to be easy everyone would have ten of them.

Is my way the right way? It is for me because if I got lots of help I would feel like I were incompetent at my job of being a mom. For everyone else- you just have to do what is right for you and your family. But think of this- if you think raising babies, toddlers and pre-schoolers is hard then just wait until they are all teenagers. I'm not sure that dropping them off at grandma and grandpa's house would be a viable option then so you might as well man up now.