I sit here this morning so scared to type what I am about to type. I am so superstitious…I worry these little moments of celebration are followed by more sheer madness
We are finding a rhythm and slowly finding sync in the twins life. For those that do know my family, we have a huge village of helpers…people that just have jumped in and given of their time, energy, efforts, resources…everything to help us learn how to take care of the twins. Once a week, my mom and nana come to our house, let us go to bed and sleep all night while they take care of the twins. In our world, we look forward to that night…it is like gold to us. Sleep is gold to us.
Rough nights are tough…tough because you just want to sleep. I know I should not be complaining about lack of sleep, I have had close to eight months to store up some good sleep for these long, rough nights. The hardest part of the long, rough nights are remembering the twins development does not match when they were born.