Surviving

We have almost survived the first week.. and boy was it a kick back to baby reality.  I would like to get myself a t-shirt that says "you survived twins... so you will get through this!"  Is it bad if my younger, apparently more energetic self from 3 years ago is my hero these past few days?  Forgive me for the self indulgence.. but I have found myself often admiring the double feeding, sleep deprived Kim; new mother of twins... more so than the worn out, current new mother of one.  I must be getting old. 

But it is good to be reminded that these stages only last for a little while, and before we know it, I will sleep in my own bed again, with 4 children who prefer to party when the sun is shining, instead of when infomercials are running.

It's not all dark circles and fog however.  There are a few things that I really do enjoy when it's 2am and someone gets hungry.  For example, I am loving my personal snuggle time with a tiny baby.  I didn't get to do that so much when there were two babies needing help.  We were all business. This time it's all about one on one quality time, and not so much what time the clock says.  I also will be the proud owner of a new TV in a few days.  Thanks to a tired husband and some much needed entertainment during feedings in the wee hours, it was a full fledge go ahead after just one night.  Total score.

So although we may not pass an intelligence test for the next few weeks, it's totally worth every dark circle and every lost hour of sleep.  Nothing tops a sweet little baby who loves his mama.. at every hour of the day.