Thursday, April 16, 2009

35 Weeks and prepping

Made it to 35 weeks. That's about all I can say about that.

There is a lot of nesting going on in our house, none of which is by me though, and that is quite painful. There is nothing I'd rather be doing than scrubbing the grout on the bathroom floor or dusting the ceiling or deep cleaning the freezer, but unfortunately all I can do is watch the world go by from my horizontal position.

And play Tetris.

Thank you, 1989.

The kiddos, on the other hand, are tackling Parenthood 101. They received a set of twins for Christmas (who they've named John & Anna - and though John is actually dressed in blue with pink bows, we're claiming him to be a "him") and have set off to make sure these babies receive the top care they deserve.

They swaddle, they feed, they rock, they slam their heads into things so they can take them to the "doctor", they dance with them, sleep with them, and take care of their everyday needs.
And sometimes, parenthood just gets a bit daunting, especially when challenged to multi-task. Baby's crying, the phone's ringing, and Mommy wants to go to bed. Oh the woes.
The true Mommy of the house (that's me) is a ticking time bomb. There will be an explosion soon, albeit the bomb that's going to go off in the hot air balloon around my waist, or the bomb within my brain that is losing patience on pain-tolerance and emotional dishevel (as is increased with lying down for 24 hours a day).
Oh the woes.
More stress test time tomorrow so we should know more soon...


Anonymous said...

Looks like we had another sleepless night.
too much thinking.

ggsmeme said...

I have you and all your little ones in my prayers..... M Long