So today begins my solo journey as a twin mommy--all the help has gone home and I am flying by myself during the day. Now, granted, my wonderful Sonia will be here in the afternoons and I KNOW I couldn't do this without her, but the mornings are all me...and today was a doozie. Someone was crying all morning--James and Isabella took turns. At one point, they were both howling and Ty had not been changed out of his nighttime diaper and I was half-way through loading the washer and cleaning all the night's bottles and pumping supplies. I took a step back to reflect on this new snapshot of my life...things are going to be a little different this time around for sure. But, Lily was an angel this morning--selecting her outfit last night and putting it on this morning with out being asked (all pink of course :)). Kara will get her from school and keep her until ballet time and then Sonia will collect her from ballet--so atleast one of my four is happy, fed, paid attention to, and taken care of until the afternoon. And I miss her this morning! Her bubble energy and infectious laugh and smile change the vibe around here, even when she is up to no good... I can't wait to hug her hello this afternoon. And Ty has been a trooper this morning--we've played catch and trains and cars and he's watched me do dishes in his front row seat. And as I listen now--the babies are sleeping and peaceful--I have this thought like, "I can handle this," and I almost believe myself. Tomorrow I go to the hospital luncheon and my Bible study and I've never looked forward to them more in my life. My ability to handle all this directly hinges on the amount of spiritual fulfillment and friendly socialization I get during the week. I will post the babies' weights tomorrow. Cheers!
