So Dusty and I had a long talk about responsibilities and who helps with what. I felt really good about how we ended the conversation and decided to put it to the test. We had just fed the girls and I went into the kitchen to get a snack leaving Dusty with the girls (who he was supposed to be putting in their crib) and a load of laundry on the bed. This is what I saw when I came back 30 minutes later.
So today, which was supposed to be their original arrival date, I am thankful for my two, I mean, three little ones. I can't even imagine if they had just arrived today. Brylee is 6lb 12 oz and Brooklyn is 7lb 5 oz, but Brylee is an inch longer than Brooklyn. I can't even imagine how miserable I would have been at 40 weeks if both of them were the size they are nowin my belly. They are still waking up and eating every four hours. Sadly, we postponed their party this Saturday. They still aren't quite ready to be around a lot of people. Even the times when just a few people are here and they just feed them and put them back to sleep, they keep us up all night long. Not sure why. So, for now they wake up (usually screaming). We change them; feed them, and then they fall back asleep. I have to admit, it is a little repetitive and that is what I spend my days doing. I wish they were awake a little longer and we could play with them more. Some day when they are running around the house screaming and getting in to everything, someone please remind me how peaceful they used to be.
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