Well, I have survived the first big challenge today - just!
My children are monsters. Correction, two of my children are monsters and the other one is the only one left in my will.
I had to get petrol on the way to the supermarket and was ready to turn around and go home by that stage already. All I heard was whinging, whining, bickering, pushing, pinching, punching, pulling, complaining and fighting. My children were climbing onto shelves and cabinets, putting things I didn't want into the trolley and taking things I did want out of the trolley, grabbing random shoppers by their clothes, running away, pushing the trolley into me and each other as I tried to load the groceries onto the conveyor belt and still doing all of the afore mentioned acts from whinging to fighting.
By the end of the shop I was ready to burst into tears. Taking all three of them to the shops is something I try to avoid at the best of times but The Starchild has been working so much and is exhausted when he gets home so I kept putting it off. I seriously don't know how people with four or more do it at all. I'm really going to have to prioritise better in the future!
Now, just the play date and I'm home and hosed!