When my daughter was born, the nurse in the hospital nursery told me she had a boy and then a girl, same as me, and then she had “a bonus.” That always stuck with me, it was such a great way to think about number three. Then when I was pregnant with the little guy, people would ask if I knew what I was having or if I would find out – I told them the story, and that I too, was having “a bonus.”
After the little guy came along, I was volunteering at the bigs’ school one day and had the baby in the Baby Bjorn. Another mother, whom I’d just met, told me she had 3 kids too, with the same age span I had. She said they called number 3 “the straw.” I was perplexed and asked why – the answer was because he was the one that broke the camel’s back! I couldn’t imagine it at the time – but gradually I began to understand it.
Every day that third one is the bonus, but sometimes he can also be the straw!