Life Continues....

We are trying to find some type of "normal life", whatever that is. The babies are growing well and are absolutely the cutest babies on the planet! Daily life is difficult, I won't tell a fib. My life has changed dramatically--of course, everyone tells you it will, but you never quite get it until you live it. So here is my new life: Mounds of laundry, changing my shirt or babies' clothes due to spit up every couple of hours, cracking open the next pack of diapers and wipes (at least 25 diapers per day), trying to guess how long each baby will stay in their piece of "equipment" until they get tired of it (today Abigail set an all-time record for her and sat in the swing for 20 minutes!!), timing everything based on the two hour feeding increments, trying to figure out when I can get a shower, petting the cats and Boomer as often as possible as they are feeling neglected--they are figuring out that they are really animals now, trying to remember the twenty things on my list of to-do's and picking one thing to master in a day (hopefully), finding time to pump breast milk so Matt can give them a bottle at night so I can sleep...the list goes on and on. I know this is no revelation...every new mom goes through this time and wonders if she will keep her sanity amongst the craziness.

But then reality sets in...I start back to work part-time next week. On Weds and Thurs, I will not be spending every waking moment with the precious little ones that I love so dearly. My goal for this weekend is to mentally convince myself that I am ready to go back to work and that it will make me a better mom. We will see how that works out....

George, last weight one week ago was 9 lbs. 5 oz., is an adorable, loveable little guy. Very laid back and observant of his surroundings, he just takes it all in. His big dark blue eyes frequently lock with mine and my heart just melts away. He likes to bat at the toys that hang from his play gym and he likes to lay on his back on our bed kick his legs.

Abigail, last weight one week ago was 7 lbs. 4 oz., is very energetic and spirited and loves kisses. She is always active and mandates being held most of the time she is awake. There are moments where she likes to lay on her back on the floor, raise her hands in the air, and stare at the window. She has the funniest little bird cry and has recently started cooing--too sweet. Don't you love her chipmunk cheeks?

Both babies love to go for walks and be outside--of course they are our children! They are changing so quickly..they are beginning to look more alike and continuing to favor the looks of their daddy. We are trying to get through the colic, constipation, overtiredness, and fussiness as we settle into a "routine". Thank goodness for grandparents who are always "on call" to come to our aid. Nana and Pop (Martins) just left today after being here for seven days while Matt was out of town on a Walk to Emmaus. We are more caught up on laundry, have an organized house, and a great new dog run for Boomer.

George and Abigail are blessings and I am working to focus on the positives and heart-tugging moments that come many times during the day, instead of being stressed about who I haven't called back yet, thank you notes that haven't been written, or laundry that needs to be folded. I cannot believe that six weeks of their life has already passed and every day, we clear another hurdle of figuring each other out and adapting to this new life of family.