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
I understand the wanting to stop blogging. I basically do it b/c I really do like to have the record of it to go back to... one of these days I WILL make a blog book... and the grandparents read it. But I don't have the time to do it regularly anymore. Then I sit down to blog and it is hard to decide what little nibblet to write about when SO MUCh is happen. All or nothing it seems.
ReplyDeleteBut YES, I love the 3/4 age when they are so dag gum funny. It is my favorite age. Love newborns, but I was more sad when Isaac was growing out of the preschool stage and I didn't think we were going to have any more than I was when he was no longer a little baby.
I'm still here, reading! :0)
ReplyDeleteI am still here too!
ReplyDeletefor whatever it is worth, I read your blog and enjoy it!! :)
ReplyDeleteOf course I read it too :) But I can't even begin to understand the time constraints that being a mum has so no guilt or pressure in choosing your priorities. God bless
ReplyDeletereading regularly. I feel like I just started reading, since we didn't re-connect until last year.
ReplyDelete(I really like the way you write, by the way)
If not blogging will give you more freedom, you should totally take a hiatus. Or give yourself a once-a-month kind of goal.
Ultimately the blogging is for you...so the decision is...YOURS! :)
and i wish more than anything i had a *magic* answer/potion for the pottytraining. as my friend stephanie says: "Parenting is not for the faint of heart!"
I'm with everyone above about the ambivalence on continuing blogging... and also with 'em in saying that I hope you'll keep at it. I feel like that's the way I've kept up with you and Dave all these years, and really do read (just about) every one of 'em. I'm always glad for new Geidl posts... even the ones about poo and drool.
ReplyDeleteGoodnight almighty on the time constraint thing, but I know I would miss your posts. Mine is more for me anyway, for a record like one gal was saying and for my free therapy! I think like only 4-5 people ever read mine, but that's alright. I'm glad you are finding lots to be thankful for, even in those gross moments. I was digging regurgitated chicken out of Addie's mouth after she gagged from way too big of a bite and thought to myself that it wasn't one of those motherly duties I would miss. However, I probably will one day!! Love you much my friend.
ReplyDeleteI would be so sad if you didn't post any more!! :( But I understand it too...your life is FAR from boring, that's for sure.
ReplyDeleteSending hugs from the Geddes'...oh and if we happen to be down your way in July, could we pop by for a visit!?
You have your hands full sister!!!
ReplyDeleteI love that you are keeping a gratitude journal-I am too. It helps put things in perspective when you feel like a gerbil spinning on a wheel seemingly going nowhere.