Too Busy for Crazy

A few weeks ago, I was waiting for my husband finish packing his equipment from service. I was with my sister-in-law and her son, when all of a sudden we heard a baby go all out crazy. The baby was in a double stroller with a sleeping older sister, while the mom was carrying a sleepy older brother who didn’t want to be put down. My sister-in-law took to her arms the baby and tried to calm her, but she was in need of nursing from the mom. The mom seemed calm but really desperate for her husband’s help.

The dad arrived after a few minutes, coming from the other side of the ballroom. He delivered some orders of the organic vegetables they’re selling. He arrived and took their son from the mom’s hands, and then the mom took her daughter from my sister-in-law.

Now, I so admire how this mom handles and takes care of their three kids. Their age gaps were at least a year apart, so it probably must be crazy having three toddlers while managing a household. So I actually asked her if it really was crazy. And what she told me, I would never forget.


She told me that she was too busy taking care of stuff that she couldn’t even stop and sulk and be depressed because she still has something to do, or someone is waiting for her. She did not have time to be crazy. She did not even have time for postpartum depression. She said that whenever she felt like sulking and taking some time for herself, she would be reminded that she needed to get out of it soon because there were things to be done.

And somehow, I felt undeserving of complaining too much about how it is in my house. I couldn’t complain about getting crazy with the toddler I have now, because she has three! I have complained of not having enough time for myself because I am preoccupied with taking care of my tot. What about this mom? I bet she didn’t even have enough time to complain.

Or perhaps, when we actually shift perspectives, crazy can also be the fun kind of crazy. I mean, having three kids? It’s probably super crazy, and super fun! Kids bring so much joy in a house, and when you have three, it’s triple the joy! It may be busy, but it’s a fun busy, and sooner or later, you’ll have three little helpers, too!

Nah, I’m not sure I would be okay with having three kids, and be with them the whole day by my lonesome. Hehehe! But I sure would love my toddler to have a sibling. In God’s time. And maybe then, even if I only have two, it may not be as crazy and busy as having three, but it sure is more joyful than having just one. 🙂


What do you think?