Sunday, October 29, 2006
What in the world have we done to ourselves?
The twins are great sleepers. . . during the day that is. But as soon as we turn out the lights and try to go to sleep, they immediately start to fuss. I know it's just a matter of time and they'll be sleeping through the night like the rest of our kids but this all night long fussy stuff is going to be the death of me, and Mark. The first night they fussed until 3:00am. The second night they fussed until 5:00am and last night they fussed off and on through the entire night, not to mention Caleb was up with a belly ache and Mark ended up sleeping on the floor next to his crib for awhile. And I've dealt with worse, when Noah and Denver were babies, and I know it's only for a small moment, but none of that makes it any easier.
And then my breasts are swollen to the size of bowling balls and the twins are still new at latching on which makes the first minute of nursing pretty painful. And last night I was sitting in bed with a baby on each gigantic breast and they were gulping in unison like if either of them stopped the other would drown and I looked at Mark, who was just staring at the freakiness of it all and I was so embarassed. And Mark (sweet man that he is) just smiled and said, "I think it's a beautiful thing and I'm just glad we didn't have triplets." And all I could do was laugh, which probably hurts more than anything else right now because my belly is all in stitches (or rather staples). But then I look at how sweet and tiny they are and how desperately they need me and as terrible as it all might seem, it's also very sweet and wonderful and delicious!
Jericho is on the left and Justus is on the right.
posted by Shana # 10:42 AM 
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