The last few months have flown by in a blur of bottles, pumping, poop and wet diapers. The boys came home from the PCN on Nov. 11 and we couldn't have been happier. The next few weeks were spent trying to comfort screaming babies who ended up having reflux. I struggled with PPD and learning to love this new reality that we have. Then it was Christmas but not before the boys spent Christmas Eve in the hospital thanks to a nasty case of RSV. They did get to come home on Christmas morning. You should have seen Mike and I jump up and get ready when we got the call that they could come home. It just wasn't the same without them. I didn't even shower first! Emma had a slew of presents to open on Christmas and twice said she was done opening gifts and had to take a break. It was a very lovely day.
Fast forward to today, it is my first day back at work. The boys are on their second day at Primrose. Yesterday they did okay except they aren't sleeping at daycare which you'd think would be good for us but really they are overtired when they get home and cranky. Still I love those little monkeys. It is nice to be back at work and functioning in the adult world again. Putting on makeup, drying my hair and wearing real clothes that don't have spit up on them is a nice change. Of course, Mike and I are both completely exhausted and I am really hoping the boys are going to start sleeping through the night here soon. As of now they are ready to play at around 4:30 AM which stinks!
Emma is a little mommy. She will quickly stick a bottle in a mouth if it is crying and is happy to go get a burp cloth for her Ben or her Aaron. I frequently catch her holding hands with her brother in the back seat which is the most adorable thing ever!
