I had grand intentions on writing in the blog over the weekend about topics that may help other twin mommas. However, its been on of those weeks. Wait, it’s only Tuesday. Right? I don’t even know what day it is anymore. I haven’t really slept in three days. I have twins so it’s because of them, right? NO. The answer is no. They have slept fairly well the last few nights.
The night before last I was exhausted. I went to bed before 9:00 p.m. My husband and I laid down and had our normal routine of talking for a few minutes. As I was about to fall asleep, Noah started screaming over the baby monitor. Apparently he was having a bad dream. So, my husband went into his room and comforted him. We got comfy back in bed and I was about to drift back to slumber when the damn cat started meowing. My cat, Lola, does this thing where she will bring a toy into the room and meow with it in her mouth for quite a few minutes. We yelled at her to shut up and she did. I was bout to fall asleep again and then the other cat felt the need to knead me like a piece of dough. I was about to give up and just say forget it. But I finally fell asleep somewhere after 10:30. I felt like I had just fallen back to sleep when all of a sudden I awoke to what sounded like a jackhammer. It was my husband snoring. I looked at my watch and it was only 11:30 I wanted to cry, but I figured I would get my pumping out of the way. It always takes me well over an hour to fall back to sleep after I pump. Needless to say I didn’t get much sleep. I dozed in and out of restless sleep for the rest of the night and finally got up to pump and start the day around 5:30. I get very little time to my self, even pumping I often have an audience…
Here’s the creep cat starting her antics first thing in the morning.
I can usually deal with lack of sleep for only a few nights before I start to lose my mind. Then I am just too tired to fight sleep and I will sleep well for a few nights and then it starts all over again. It’s a vicious cycle that has been going on since I found out I was pregnant.
Also, the babies are going through a monster stage. They must be getting ready to cut a tooth at some point. They are almost 8 months old and they have been chewing on everything like crazy. Since Sunday they have been super fussy, tired and drooling like crazy. However, they have made some major leaps. Both are starting to roll over from front to back and trying to crawl. Actually it looks more like they are trying to swim while on their bellies.
In perspective, calling this a hell week is a bit dramatic but everything always seems worse on a lack of sleep! Things are not that bad and sometimes I just need a reality check, maybe a slap in the face and out of my pity party!