So first off I have to thank everyone who listened to me vent in my last post. It's good to know there are people out there who will listen to me when I'm feeling down :) I'm feeling much better nowadays. More secure about our life, and our future. My husband said that he should be able to apply for nursing school next Spring, and this just put me at ease. I feel like the job search is over- even though its not. Even the news that a part time position at my job would not be possible for the next school year has not stressed me out. It worried me a little at first, but then I thought perhaps it's Heavenly Father's way of answering my prayers. I can't continue to work with three kids, and part time seemed plausible, but now I feel that thing will just work out. I'll be able to stay home, and I won't have to deal with the stress of a job. So anyway. . .thank you for listening. It helped me move past the clutter of emotions in my mind.
OK. . .now on the the report of the first year.
It's been an interesting year with the twins. It was easier in some ways then I thought it would be, and it was also harder then I let myself believe sometimes.
I learned a lot. Like how each stage has it's up's and downs. It seems like you are constantly wishing for each stage to pass on to the next one, and then when the next one comes you start wishing to have the old stage back.
I learned the best time to travel with babies is during the first few months or after the 6 months. And if you have children that will not sleep in the car leaving at 10:00 at night is usually your best option.
I learned you can hear many strangely constructed sentences, and a lot of them may come out of your mouth. The one I still can't get over is, "Do not hit your brother in the face with a chicken!"
I learned that two boys that look a lot a like can be as different as night and day. And adjusting to those differences can be a challenge at times.
I learned that bathroom talk can easily make it into a casual dinner conversation.
I learned that sibling rivalry can start at a very early age, and that having two men fight over you is more annoying than flattering :)
I learned how easy it is to almost loose complete control while dealing with a crying baby.
But I think the most important thing I learned was that you can trust yourself to make decisions. Advice and books are all helpful guidelines, but in the end I found I could exercise a little faith in myself.
The 1st year was a lot of work, but it was the first time in my life that hard work was so rewarding.
i love the "i learned" section.. that's such a perfect caption of a mom :)
ReplyDeletei also wish the next stage will come, and then want to return to the other one.
that is the cutest picture ever :)
ReplyDeleteI wish I got to see them go at it like that, but unlike their parents, they had stage fright
do not hit your brother with a chicken! ha! that's CLASSIC! As for always wanting them to grow up and grow out of stages, that reverses with the second child (or third, in your case) where you want them to stay a sweet little baby for as long as possible. Of course, they have other plans and want to catch up to the older sibs lickety-split.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you lived through the first year. Just think, soon they'll be in NURSERY! Hazel starts later this month, yippee! The best thing is when they start going to school and you have a refreshing influx of "free" time! Tomy's only gone for two hours twice a week, but those four hours are miraculous.