Yes, it has almost been a year since Henry and Regan were born. The title says it all... the days are long, but this year has been short!
I remember when they couldn't hold their own heads up, and now they are trying to walk. I remember the late night feedings, just wishing to get to a place where I could sleep longer than two hour stretches; now I want those days back. I remember the hopeless feeling of wondering how I was ever going to manage with two babies on my own, now I work like a day care center. I remember all of their firsts, and all of their lasts. Going through clothes and toys as fast as they have grown, I know this is cliche'; however, it really does go by way to fast.
When the kids were born in the hospital, I had no recognition of time. It stood still, in a chaotic yet peaceful way. Having my babies in my arms after a short (although I thought it was long at the time) 37 weeks granted me a peace that I had longed for since learning I was pregnant with them. I could see them finally, love them, kiss them, and make sure they were ok without the help of an ultrasound. I was in the hospital for three days, and it seemed like one very long day. Now, here we are, almost a year later getting ready to celebrate their first year of life.
It may seem odd, but I am actually saddened at the thought that their first birthday is coming up. I want them to stay babies, I want to keep them little for a while longer. I want them to slow down so I can soak up the moments without a time constraint. That's just not how life is, and I always find the good in any mood, so I will let you know that I am excited for the coming months of being able to explore with the kids.
Here I sit on a Monday night, listening to the baby monitor, wondering where all the time has gone. When my 5 lb miracles turned into 20 lb eating machines, and wishing that time would have slowed down.
Aunt Domino will be here in a little over a week, and I am SO excited that she is going to be here. It is nice to have some of my family involved in their lives. She has been such an amazing Aunt, even from 3,000 miles away. She tries to 'see' the kids on Skype several times a week (when her PC is working... get a Mac Aunt Domino!), and always asks about them. Hopefully she sticks to her plan on moving out here, I think my life would be pretty close to perfect then.
I am still going to school full time, and I know that is a big reason I feel like I wish time would slow down more, but I only do my work late at night so I can be with the kids all day (except on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but that is inevitable). I am doing well, in fact I am eligible for the honors society. The dues are $85, and with the kids, they win. It was nice to know that I am an 'honor student,' but I don't need a club to tell me that. I know my grades ;).
Well, I guess I should go to bed, but remember that time doesnt ever really stand still. It may feel like it at times, but in hindsight those moments are just a blur.
I remember when they couldn't hold their own heads up, and now they are trying to walk. I remember the late night feedings, just wishing to get to a place where I could sleep longer than two hour stretches; now I want those days back. I remember the hopeless feeling of wondering how I was ever going to manage with two babies on my own, now I work like a day care center. I remember all of their firsts, and all of their lasts. Going through clothes and toys as fast as they have grown, I know this is cliche'; however, it really does go by way to fast.
When the kids were born in the hospital, I had no recognition of time. It stood still, in a chaotic yet peaceful way. Having my babies in my arms after a short (although I thought it was long at the time) 37 weeks granted me a peace that I had longed for since learning I was pregnant with them. I could see them finally, love them, kiss them, and make sure they were ok without the help of an ultrasound. I was in the hospital for three days, and it seemed like one very long day. Now, here we are, almost a year later getting ready to celebrate their first year of life.
It may seem odd, but I am actually saddened at the thought that their first birthday is coming up. I want them to stay babies, I want to keep them little for a while longer. I want them to slow down so I can soak up the moments without a time constraint. That's just not how life is, and I always find the good in any mood, so I will let you know that I am excited for the coming months of being able to explore with the kids.
Here I sit on a Monday night, listening to the baby monitor, wondering where all the time has gone. When my 5 lb miracles turned into 20 lb eating machines, and wishing that time would have slowed down.
Aunt Domino will be here in a little over a week, and I am SO excited that she is going to be here. It is nice to have some of my family involved in their lives. She has been such an amazing Aunt, even from 3,000 miles away. She tries to 'see' the kids on Skype several times a week (when her PC is working... get a Mac Aunt Domino!), and always asks about them. Hopefully she sticks to her plan on moving out here, I think my life would be pretty close to perfect then.
I am still going to school full time, and I know that is a big reason I feel like I wish time would slow down more, but I only do my work late at night so I can be with the kids all day (except on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but that is inevitable). I am doing well, in fact I am eligible for the honors society. The dues are $85, and with the kids, they win. It was nice to know that I am an 'honor student,' but I don't need a club to tell me that. I know my grades ;).
Well, I guess I should go to bed, but remember that time doesnt ever really stand still. It may feel like it at times, but in hindsight those moments are just a blur.
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