May 19, 2010 Memories Getting Hazy
Today I tried to recall the exact times that the girls were born on their birthday and I couldn’t remember! I had to look it up. This disturbed me enough to realize that these things I thought I would NEVER forget, the things I thought were burned into my brain, are in fact, vanishing. Freaky!
This must be that nasty evolutionary thing that tricks the human race into reproducing again and again! You slowly forget, over time, the hideousness of the newborn stage, the sleepless nights, the endless laundry, the PUMPING… AUGH! Nature is mean like that! I think some of those memories for me, especially the ones dealing with prematurity, hospital stays and trying to feed two 5-pound babies at once will never leave me, so clearly I have evolved. Nevertheless. There are some things that you definitely DO want to remember, right? Like the exact times that your babies were born. And when they ate their first solid foods and took their first steps. In a creepy way, I kind of DO want to remember all of the scary hospital times. Looking back from over a year later, our story is very special and interesting and we have overcome a lot to be where we are. And we’re doing good! We’ve always done good, regardless of our struggles, we have not only survived but thrived. It is hard to see it that way when you are knee-deep in the rough patches of parenthood.
So maybe that is as good a reason as any to keep up with this blog. The girls are going to want to know these things some day, right? I think I will too. So perhaps that will motivate me to keep up with the blog a little more. I started this blog to keep track of the pregnancy, which lead to documenting my nail-biting adventures in the hospital, which was very therapeutic for me, by the way. But I never had much motivation to keep this going after their birth. There was also the time-restraint thing and the being very busy thing, and the SLEEP DEPRIVATION. You know. But that’s got me thinking now about how I will tell my girls their story someday, with some amount of detail. Like the exact times they were born. I don’t want to have to look that up on the birth certificate. Perhaps that will get me going. I constantly take photos and video and that is awesome, but maybe they might want a little more insight someday into why, exactly, mommy is so crazy.
And also this – I know I stated this back in my last post in January, but I think it bears repeating. The 9-12 month period of twinhood was CRAZY ROUGH. The 12-15 month period was also VERY ROUGH but that had more to do with our house getting robbed, a week-long health scare for one of the girls that resulted in lots of testing, but ended with nothing to worry about. Then it was catching every illness imaginable by each member of our family at least 5 times during the course of one winter. Somehow we avoided the dreaded swine flu and there were no stomach bugs or bad fevers to deal with. Instead it was one steady streamline of miserable sinus stuffing head colds with coughing and sneezing and never ending boogers. There were three ear infections, two cases of conjunctivitis, one sinus infection and two cases of The Croup. I think by the end of March we saw the last of the nastiness and we’ve been relatively booger free for a while now. Poor ML has been dealing with the seasonal pollen allergies since then, but at least the girls and I have been well. Which means SLEEP. Oh sweet, precious sleep. On most nights of the week. We still have the occasional night time disturbance.
We are now in months 15 – 18 and I daresay we are coming to a very nice place that is illness free, summery and full of more options for fun. We can go outside now! The girls are starting to walk! They have lots of teeth and can eat such a wide variety of foods and even feed themselves with spoons now. They are TALKING up a storm and communicating with us. There’s still a good amount of screaming and demanding, but we are all coping better these days. We are learning to say “please” and “thank you”.
The current routine is going really well. On week days we go to school and work. After work we come home and play, the girls have their dinner, a bath, we read books and then go to bed. Afterward, ML and I do the night chores and enjoy dinner together and watch a TV show or two. Most nights we, the weary parents, get to sleep a full 8 hours. When all of that is working, yes, I daresay life is good.
Our next adventure awaits us in the coming weeks and months. I have been looking forward to this time, especially since our current routine is going so well. Up next is the dreaded transition from 2 naps to 1. It is going to suck. It might not suck as much as potty training, but at least I don’t have to worry about that for another year or so. I hope.
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