I'm going 85 in a 70. That's what it feels like most days. My friend, who also had twins, said she was a robot for about three years.
I am a Geidlbot. How appropriate!
The twins' naps are getting a little more difficult. Felix has a hard time settling down. They're doing that 45 minute wake-up thing that mommies dread. Milo is rolling over and waking himself up.
It's just a phase.
Lucy is pulling poo out of her diaper and smearing it. Yuck. I am pottytraining her now. I have never liked pottytraining, and I still don't. I wish I could just wiggle my nose, and she'd get it. Her speech makes it more difficult to communicate, and that makes the whole process harder. I hope she gets it soon. It is hard to juggle. I do it, but I would prefer not to.
I am not a clown.
I am considering abandoning my blog. The thought makes me wistful, but I feel like my life is too busy or too mundane to blog about. I've lost my fervor, and I think I've lost my audience as well. I'm not really bummed over it, but I'm just not sure enough people read it for me to keep doing it. I don't know. I haven't decided yet...I know I've talked like this before, so we'll see what happens.
Anyway, I am still enjoying my gratitude journal. I've been tested over and over by circumstances that threaten to steal my gratitude and joy. Even as I was cleaning up poo, I was determined to find something to be thankful for...which was, in that instance, that the poo wasn't diarrhea. Gross, I know, but you know, something to be thankful for--just the same.
And the list grows...
#46 The way Jesus heals
#49 Learning to deal with anger
#53 The way Lucy's hair curls on the ends
#57 Sam's explanations
#64 The way the Holy Spirit speaks the same thing to a bunch of people to teach us all as a Body at the same time
#68 Sowing to the Spirit
#71 Maryn's laugh
#72 My kids trying to play the quiet game
#84 Spots of purple, pink, and white in a world of brown and gray
#85 Sunlight sliding on spiderwebs