Today will be my first day back to work. It seems to have happened a lot faster than I was expecting. While I've had the last four months off, the girls have only been home for the last two. I keep thinking about what it would have been like to be with them the entire four months. That is the way it was supposed to happen. I feel like I'm leaving them just as they are beginning to develop into something other than sleeping, eating, crying, and pooing machines. Now at least we get a few smiles and a few minutes of awake non crying time, and I can only imagine how much more will change over the coming weeks.
The girls are just over 1 month past their due date so they look and act like a 4 week old baby would. Of course that also means they start keeping us up at night. We've been spoiled so far by the girls sleeping well, but that seems to be changing. I think they are trying to protest my return to work. I've been up since 4am feeding the girls and holding them for as long as possible so I don't end up covered in the contents of the bottle they just drank (REFLUX!). I've realized there is no point in showering or getting dressed each day - because as soon as I do, someone promptly spits up. My hair is permanently crunchy. Maybe this is why many moms have short hair??
Oh well, maybe I should just get used to waking up at 4am to make it into work by 8. I've always heard that with twins you'll never be on time again in your life. :) But I also know this stage of spit up & sleep deprivation will only last a little while. We've been so lucky this far, what's a few more weeks of a funky sleep pattern and excessive loads of laundry (I had to wash the bouncy chair cover TWICE yesterday thanks to Emily).
Oh and I'm actually going back to work 3 days a week for the rest of the summer - so don't feel too sorry for me and my sob story above. I'll still have 4 days in a row with the girls. There may come a time when I'll be excited for my 3 days off. :)
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Hope your transition back to the working world goes smoothly Heather. I know it's hard! Give your girls a kiss for me.
Love, Krista
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