Has it really been 10 days since my last post!?!
I would have never thought it had been that long...
I was sure that I've posted a couple of posts over the last 10 days! They must have only been in my head...
The days are running together, but overall, we're doing good here. Just no time to do anything but feed & change babies. We seem to be in the middle of a growth spurt, where at anytime one of the twins will decide they need to eat every hour, on the hour. In between, I'm trying to get out of the house and get Miss O. the things she needs to start school in less than 2 weeks.
Mornings are better than evenings, but I never seem to have ANY time to do anything but feed & change diapers. The announcements have been in my house for two weeks now, and I've yet to write out a single envelope! I'm lucky if I get a shower every 2 days. Eating while your meal is hot? Forget about it!
I know it will pass, so I'm just trying to stay in the zone, focus on them and commit the memory of how they are now to my brain. I just wish I could find a little balance...
So, obviously, I haven't read a blog in about a week. How are you? Any big news I'm missing? And more importantly, how do you do it? How do you find anytime in your day, even if it's five minutes, for you?
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Uneasiness & a Decision
Since last December, when we found out we were expecting twins, M. and I have been going back and forth on whether I will be returning to work.
Over the months, my heart had made one decision, while my brain was telling me to make another. Being pulled from work at 32 weeks to go on bed rest, didn't help, as I was hoping to work a little longer to squirrel away some more cash. I'm very thankful that my doctor pulled me then, as I'm sure that really, really helped me carry the twins as long as I did, but it has also made my decision a little tougher.
Yesterday, I pulled into the parking lot of my job for the first time since the end of May.
A close coworker was having her last day, and I wanted to drop off a little gift and a card. Plus, it was nice to introduce the twins to some of my friends. The only thing I was dreading was being asked when I was returning to work.
It was weird to park my vehicle in the lot and getting Miss O. and the twins out to go into the building. We didn't get very far before we were stopped by someone in the hallway who wanted to see the twins. I think it took us 20 minutes to go down a flight of stairs and two hallways! Overall, it was really nice to see everyone and I was only asked once about when I was returning. I shrugged it off and told them that I don't go back to the doctor until the end of the month.
The only big surprise was how I felt about seeing my desk occupied by someone else. I knew the temp would be sitting there, but I didn't expect to see ALL my pictures and personal items to be taken down and have paperwork piled on top of them! I'm not really sure why it bothered me so much, but it did.
As uneasy as I was to go back to visit, I'm glad I did. It only reinforced to me that I'm doing the right thing by not returning to work.
That's right, I've finally made a decision.
After looking into daycare costs, it makes no sense for me to return. I'd be working full time and only bringing home roughly $200 for two weeks of work after paying the daycare. Pinching pennies and following a budget will be well worth it to stay home with Pretty Girl and Big Boy! We thought about changing my shift, to eliminate a lot of daycare costs, but then I wouldn't see Miss O. hardly at all through the week. We waited way too long to finally add to our family, I don't want to miss seeing them grow up because I'm working.
Now, I just have to figure out how to tell my boss...
Over the months, my heart had made one decision, while my brain was telling me to make another. Being pulled from work at 32 weeks to go on bed rest, didn't help, as I was hoping to work a little longer to squirrel away some more cash. I'm very thankful that my doctor pulled me then, as I'm sure that really, really helped me carry the twins as long as I did, but it has also made my decision a little tougher.
Yesterday, I pulled into the parking lot of my job for the first time since the end of May.
A close coworker was having her last day, and I wanted to drop off a little gift and a card. Plus, it was nice to introduce the twins to some of my friends. The only thing I was dreading was being asked when I was returning to work.
It was weird to park my vehicle in the lot and getting Miss O. and the twins out to go into the building. We didn't get very far before we were stopped by someone in the hallway who wanted to see the twins. I think it took us 20 minutes to go down a flight of stairs and two hallways! Overall, it was really nice to see everyone and I was only asked once about when I was returning. I shrugged it off and told them that I don't go back to the doctor until the end of the month.
The only big surprise was how I felt about seeing my desk occupied by someone else. I knew the temp would be sitting there, but I didn't expect to see ALL my pictures and personal items to be taken down and have paperwork piled on top of them! I'm not really sure why it bothered me so much, but it did.
As uneasy as I was to go back to visit, I'm glad I did. It only reinforced to me that I'm doing the right thing by not returning to work.
That's right, I've finally made a decision.
After looking into daycare costs, it makes no sense for me to return. I'd be working full time and only bringing home roughly $200 for two weeks of work after paying the daycare. Pinching pennies and following a budget will be well worth it to stay home with Pretty Girl and Big Boy! We thought about changing my shift, to eliminate a lot of daycare costs, but then I wouldn't see Miss O. hardly at all through the week. We waited way too long to finally add to our family, I don't want to miss seeing them grow up because I'm working.
Now, I just have to figure out how to tell my boss...
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
4 Weeks
Four weeks today, at this moment, I was being wheeled into the recovery room holding the twins.
It was a moment that I often wondered over the years would EVER come.
Now, four weeks into caring for the twins, I'm a little sleepy but very thankful. Thankful that I was able to carry the twins for so long. Thankful that everyone was healthy. Thankful that our family has grown to a "party of 5"!
Over the last week, the twins have started to be awake more and we're getting a chance to see their eyes open! Pretty girl is still cluster feeding, but has stopped doing it in the overnight hours, thank goodness. Big boy is finally not peeing out of his diapers five times a day! I've managed to tandem nurse the two at least a half dozen times...it's a work in progress, but we are getting there.
I'm so thankful to all of you who have been part of my journey to this point. Without your advice and support, I would have lost my mind about 2 years ago.
And before I get too gushy, lovey on all of you, I leave you with this...
It was a moment that I often wondered over the years would EVER come.
Now, four weeks into caring for the twins, I'm a little sleepy but very thankful. Thankful that I was able to carry the twins for so long. Thankful that everyone was healthy. Thankful that our family has grown to a "party of 5"!
Over the last week, the twins have started to be awake more and we're getting a chance to see their eyes open! Pretty girl is still cluster feeding, but has stopped doing it in the overnight hours, thank goodness. Big boy is finally not peeing out of his diapers five times a day! I've managed to tandem nurse the two at least a half dozen times...it's a work in progress, but we are getting there.
I'm so thankful to all of you who have been part of my journey to this point. Without your advice and support, I would have lost my mind about 2 years ago.
And before I get too gushy, lovey on all of you, I leave you with this...
Thursday, August 5, 2010
A Small Update
Since I'm on borrowed time, I just wanted to give a little update and share some photos, which I know is the REAL reason you've stopped by! ;)
Thank you all SO much for your ideas for keeping Big Boy and myself (!) dry! I've adopted some of your suggestions, and so far today we've only wet through one onsie!
How can you resist little toes?
My Go.ogle reader is somewhere around 600 unread posts. I'm probably going to have to declare bankruptcy soon and just start fresh. In the meantime, I'm trying to catch up on reading, but I'm not having much luck with commenting, so know that I'm reading and following you...I'll try to comment soon!
Ultimately, though, these two are worth every sleepless night, load of laundry and tear shed.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Count With Me...
One long night.
Two change of sheets.
Three feedings per twin.
Four pj changes.
Five minutes of sleep before the next whimper starts...
I have survived the first week without M.'s help during the day.
Thank goodness he's here at night. Nighttime is tough. Big Boy keeps wetting through everything. It doesn't matter how often I change his diaper, which way I point him, or how tight I seal up the diaper. I'm guaranteed that I'm going to go through at least 3 outfits a day, and another 3 at night! Moms of boys, do you have this problem? If so, what do you do about it?
Then, there's Pretty girl... She now wants to nurse every hour on the hour during the night. Not during the day, but at night only. Which is hard, especially every 2 hours, when Big Boy wants his turn. I haven't managed to figure out how to tandem nurse them yet, so someone has to wait. If I can pump once a day, we'll give one of them a bottle of breast milk, if they can't wait for the other to finish. Otherwise, one just has to fuss until I can feed them.
It seems that trial and error is the only way to figure out what works best for us, and we've had more good days than bad. I might be sleep deprived, but I'm still in awe, that they are mine, every time I look at them. :)
Two change of sheets.
Three feedings per twin.
Four pj changes.
Five minutes of sleep before the next whimper starts...
::::::::::::::::::::
I have survived the first week without M.'s help during the day.
Thank goodness he's here at night. Nighttime is tough. Big Boy keeps wetting through everything. It doesn't matter how often I change his diaper, which way I point him, or how tight I seal up the diaper. I'm guaranteed that I'm going to go through at least 3 outfits a day, and another 3 at night! Moms of boys, do you have this problem? If so, what do you do about it?
Then, there's Pretty girl... She now wants to nurse every hour on the hour during the night. Not during the day, but at night only. Which is hard, especially every 2 hours, when Big Boy wants his turn. I haven't managed to figure out how to tandem nurse them yet, so someone has to wait. If I can pump once a day, we'll give one of them a bottle of breast milk, if they can't wait for the other to finish. Otherwise, one just has to fuss until I can feed them.
It seems that trial and error is the only way to figure out what works best for us, and we've had more good days than bad. I might be sleep deprived, but I'm still in awe, that they are mine, every time I look at them. :)
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