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Y’all, I gotta be honest. This has been a rough week with the sisters. They’re definitely letting me know that they’re not the same person. Although they are about the same length, their weights now differ by a little under two pounds. Honor has taken a chunky lead, and she has a red freckle on her belly to help us when we’re tired and confused. Most people say they can tell them apart, but we second-guess ourselves daily… maybe because we’re in the thick of it?
They’re so much fun. They’ve started to laugh this week – like for real laugh, not just squawk. It is so stinkin’ sweet. But other than that, they’ve been pretty hard to get along with recently. I’m not sure what it is.
I could be struggling with supply issues. They seem to fuss at the breast a lot more lately. I’m not low on milk yet, but I’m definitely producing much less when I’m away from them. Ames cut two teeth at five months, so maybe it’s that. Or they could be under-stimulated. We do a lot of swing and Bumbo time, but I’m not exactly sure how to “play” with two infants while keeping an eye on the rest of our brood. Maybe they’re not tuckered out enough when it’s time to nap.
It’s as if they’ve teamed up against us. One of them has a perfectly easy time going down, and the other screams in a threatening manner, “I’M GOING TO WAKE UP MY SISTER IF YOU DON’T HOLD ME THIS INSTANT.” When we finally get the troublemaker to sleep, the other one awakens after a short & sweet rest, ready to eat and play. Of course, I’m gritting my teeth and thinking, Schedule, ladies, SCHEDULE!
We can’t put our finger on what it is, and it’s always a different twin… so there’s no real rhyme or reason. The best I can put it is this way – two is just harder. We wouldn’t think twice about it if we had a rough day followed by a smooth night, with a single baby. But with two, one of them could have an easy day and hard night, and the other one is rockin’ an opposite schedule. This week, it feels like we’re constantly treading water.
We’re both tired and cranky but trying to stay relaxed about it. Chris likes to give the sisters voices, and he accuses one of them of saying to the other, “I’m going to sleep for a bit. Your turn to keep Mom & Dad up. Ready, GO.” I can picture it so clearly in mind. Sneaky sisters, scheming quietly in their room while we’re downstairs. They’re giving us a run for our money already. Soon they’ll be trying to take tests for each other at school, and refusing to confess as to which one sneaked out of the house.
Chris & I have implemented a “tap out” system. When one of us is losing heart and patience with the girls, we say we have to tap out. The other parent drops whatever they’re doing and takes over for a few minutes. Sometimes, that’s all it takes. Maybe the babies smell a different parent and think, SUCCESS. WE BROKE ‘EM. Maybe it’s a change in our stress level and negative energy. I don’t know, but it usually works and everyone calms down.
In the heat of the moment, though, my mind tries its best to take me to a dark place. I become bitter and resentful and frustrated all too easily. It’s during those moments that I reference a verse from Nehemiah, a lesson about which I learned from Andy Stanley. Nehemiah was responsible for rebuilding the wall around Jerusalem, a city very important to the people of God. Time and time again, his enemies tried to get him to stop. They used every trick & distraction they could think of, but it didn’t work. Nehemiah simply said, “I am doing a great work, and I cannot come down.”
There are so many other things trying their best to work their way into my heart and distract me right now – things to buy, places to visit, projects to start, more things to buy. But right now? Right now, I’m a mother to five children, three of whom are extremely needy. Right now, I am a mother who works full-time and prepares boring meals. Right now, I am a mother who doesn’t make her bed very often, or even shave her legs very often. I am a mother who misses a lot of things, a mother who longs for those things & more. But right now?
I am doing a great work.
I cannot come down.