The light at the end of the tunnelPosted: June 4, 2010
The girls will be 8 weeks old on Friday. The last 8 weeks have been so much of a blur. I can hardly believe that I even made it this far. The first 5 weeks were not so bad. The girls were super easy newborns and all they did was sleep. Then something happened right in around 5.5 weeks old, they decided to wake up and stop napping, hit two growth spurts, and just get a little more fussy than before. All I feel like I do is breastfeed, burp, change diapers, swaddle, and wipe spit up off myself and the girls. Cooper has seen so much of this process that he has even started to pat me on the back to “help burp” me, haha. I long for the days when we will be out of diapers, not covered in spit up, and marathon nursing every 2-3 hours during the day. I would like to reclaim a little free time to just eat lunch. Today I put my left over dinner in the microwave to eat, but then everything possible went wrong and I never ate my lunch. My reheated lunch just sat in the microwave until dinner time when I found it sitting there untouched, ooppss.
So that is my life with two month old twins and a 20 month old toddler. I know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and that things will improve over time, but right now I feel like I am muddling my way through in the dark and just hoping that I stumble across the light switch one of these days. You know I cried when I found out I was having twins, not tears or joy, but tears of fear and sorrow. I knew how hard it is to take care of a newborn, but to take care of two newborns, I knew it would be hard. AND IT IS HARD! I think one of the hardest things is getting them down for their naps and also trying to make sure that Cooper is safe and not getting himself into trouble while I am soothing the girls and laying them down for a nap. Poor Cooper has spent many a start to a nap in his playpen so that I know he cannot harm himself.
I have been shedding a few tears the past two days feeling just overwhelmed with life. You know, Chris and I have been married for 3 year on June 2nd. Last night I looked up at Chris and just laughed at our life. Never in my wildest dream would have ever imagined being married for only 3 years with 3 children. You can never predict the future and what God has in store for you. I just pray that God gives me the strength to muddle through the next few months.
P.S. Chris says we are averaging one kid per year. So how many kids will we have in 10 years? Any bets?