Shaking things up today, I’m going to start with the NaBloPoMo prompt for today – Do you feel like you reveal too much of yourself on your blog? Do you think you hold back too much?
Uh, yeah, it’s pretty much all out there. I will admit I self-edit sometimes, for fear my kids will read this at some point in the future. They know I blog about being their mom, and dealing with whatever issues we might be having, what’s happened that day, and such. They’re okay with it (trust me, I’ve asked, particularly if it’s a sensitive or potentially embarrassing thing). If I can write about my endometriosis and girly decisions to be made, bed-wetting issues, how even this SAHM can’t keep up with laundry, dishes and cleaning, and my youngest son admitting he is having suicidal thoughts, there’s probably not much I hold back. I would probably have to say I might reveal a little too much, rather than hold back.
So….what is a herd exactly, and why do three make a herd?
When our third child was born, with the older two 3 1/2 and 2 1/2 respectively, my husband informed me we now had a herd. Having two kids is just having kids. Apparently, having three or more gives you herd status. Yes, I do frequently feel like I am a herder getting the kids out the door, getting them back in the door, getting them to bed, getting them to all their activities. Some would say my husband and I are outnumbered. I always smile and respond, “We still have more hands than we have kids,” meaning we still have one hand left between the two of us to grab someone or something. No, we will not be adding to the herd. This shop is closed!
When Little Man was 8 months old, we bought our big ole Expedition. I needed a vehicle that could hold three full-sized carseats in one row. And minivans were completely out of the question. Deal-breaker. I loved my Expedition. I loved my personalized plates even more, which mention the Herd. Everyone knows it’s us when we arrive somewhere. I do get some strange looks and/or comments – I guess there’s a video game that has something to do with a herd (I’m clueless what game, so if you know, please let me in on it). Since we no longer use those big carseats, we’ve moved on to a smaller SUV, but I’ve retained the plates, and probably will as long as my Herd is living at home.
In addition to our three children, we also have three dogs – one small Yorkie, one medium Cocker Spaniel, and one large Labradoodle (more lab than poodle) – two cats, and fish. I live in a zoo. https://threesaherd.com/2013/05/22/we-have-a-zoo/ My house is not my own. My herd owns it. I’m just the accepted caretaker.
Three is a herd because my husband said so. I love that we have a moniker. It’s us. It describes us fully. Welcome to our herd.