Life in the Big City

Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun!

Typical Day with Newborn Twins:

Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Take slug of cold coffee that has been sitting on your desk since...this morning? last night? Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Baby cries. Pick baby back up. Pick other baby up. Nurse both at once. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Head for the kitchen looking for something to eat. Put bread in toaster. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Pick other baby up. Nurse. Put baby down. Head for the kitchen looking for something to eat. Notice cold, stale toast in toaster. Sigh. Take another slug of coffee. Pick other baby up. Nurse...

Somewhere around 2:30 a.m. after hours of this marathon of nursing I was holding Allison who just WOULD NOT be sated and WOULD NOT go to sleep and I believe I uttered the words, "I hate her." Luckily, Brian has a sense of humor or he might have looked at me askance and taken his daughters from my grasp, never to be seen again.