November 28, 2007
So...wanna know how the life of a mother of twins runs?
OK.
6:30-7 am - Wake up to sound of birds singing, the sun shining, and the milk man making his morning rounds. Oh, also there's at least one baby crying. If Nora's involved, then make that one baby crying and one baby screaming a blue streak. Struggle into clothes I left in a heap by the bed in a haze the night brefore (although I do have a system whereby I chuck a clean pair of knickers on the floor each night. This means that although my clothes may have spit up on them from the day before, at least my beaver is in new happy territory.)
7 - Pee and brush teeth
7:02 - Make way downstairs. Throw Gorby out to the back garden to take care of his own goddamn needs. Pop bottles in microwave. Grind coffee beans and boil water. Set up bibs, burping cloths, and bottles on couch.
7:05 - Go upstairs to babies. Talk soothingly. Turn on the Rainforest Bouncer, as they watch the lights while I change them. Administer Infacol. Change diapers (usually to sounds of screaming, as they both hate having their diapers changed). Talk to Nora in happy tones, to encourage happy behavior. Fail miserably.
7:08 - Carry babies downstairs. Hand one off to Angus, who has been getting himself up and teeth brushed. I feed one, he feeds one.
The rest of the day isn't as exact, but it goes more or less like this:
8:00 - Feeding and burping done. Nora usually goes right back to sleep, whereas Nick usually is awake after the first feed.
8 - 10:00 - Interact with Nick and make breakfast.
10:00 - 10:30 - One of us walks that ridiculous animal known as Gorby. If Angus walks him, I take a shower. Change out of spit-uppy cloths. Load washing machine with dirty clothes.
10:30 - Remind myself to feed cat.
10:30 - 11:00 - Laundry. Fold previous day's laundry draped on rack in the living room (we are dryer-less. Also? Winter. So clothes dried inside.) Start new load with every piece of dirty laundry I can find.
11:00 - Feeding time. Warm bottles. I know some people frown on this and some are ok with it, but we discussed it with the midwives and our GP, and they have said that keeping a supply of bottles in the fridge is ok, as long as it's never more than 24 hours. It never is. So the bottom shelf in our fridge usually looks something like this:
There's a bottle of something in there for everyone. Keeping a daily supply of bottles isn't for everyone, but it works for us and both babies are still alive, so something must be working ok.
Remove bottles from microwave and shake vigorously. Get burp cloths and bibs assembled.
11 - Change babies. Administer Infacol. Feed babies. I usually feed both of them at the same time myself, as Angus is working. I like doing it, and he's not the one on maternity leave. This is my first shot at watching about 30 minutes of TV, as I have it on while feeding them. This is how life is. Life is 30 minutes of TV all strung together.
12 - Finish feeding babies. Try to put them down. Enjoy various degrees of success.
12:10 - If Angus is home, make lunch. If home alone, skip lunch. Load washing machine with next load of laundry. Try to blog and/or read email. Usually fail on both counts.
12:30 - Load dishwasher with lunch dishes.
12:34 - Wish I hadn't cut my hair.
12:35 - Hang up laundry on drying rack.
12:44 - Cat reminds me she wants some food, please.
12:45 - Make bottles. We have a bottle drying rack which I love. Actually, we have 3 of them. What can I say, we have twins who use a lot of bottles.
We were in the sterilization of bottles phase in the beginning, in that we boiled the bottles before use. We've long since given up on that, and they get run through the dishwasher using specially designed bottle baskets that we bought. Some frown on this practice, but again the midwife and the doctor were fine with it, and our kids? Still alive. Clearly the dishwasher is ok.
12:58 - Wish I'd cut more of my hair off.
1:00 - Put laundry away. Clean.
2:00 - Clean.
2:25 - Must feed cat.
2:30 - Make us a cup of tea. Caffeine shot badly needed. We run on about 5 hours a night of sleep, we'll take caffeine any way we can get it. Mainlining the stuff has indeed occurred to me.
3:00 - Change babies. Feeding time at the zoo again. Warm bottles, administer Infacol, get bibs, yadda yadda yadda.
3:30 - Try to encourage play time, using Rainforest Bouncer, Aquarium Swing, playgym, or a yellow teething giraffe from Auntie Statia that they both adore. Try to stop playtime before hitting overstimulization. Usually fail spectacularly. At the end of this playtime Nora usually commences the scream-a-thon.
4:00 - Try to console Nora. Fail. Put Nora to bed.
4:25 - Clean. Unload dishwasher. Dishwasher and washing machine are unloaded as soon as they finish. If I fall behind, I'll never catch up again. It's like The Running Man, only without the guns.
4:28 - Fuck. Forgot cat again.
4:40 - Try to console Nora.
4:45 - Clean. OK, it's not like we live in a fucking pigsty or anything, but there is ALWAYS something needing cleaning. Is the living room largely tidy? Yes ("largely" being the key word there). Is the bathroom clean? Yes. Is there toothpaste on the mirror? Most likely, but it hasn't killed anyone yet. Or maybe it has. I haven't tidied the loft yet, perhaps there's something up there I should know about, perhaps Crest really IS a killer.
5:15 - Try to console Nora. Nora scoffs my consolation techniques. She demands my A game.
5:30 - Clean/console Nora/have The Simpsons running in the background/try to read email. Potentially even getting a reply or two off.
5:58 - Try to stop Maggie from marching on the neighbor's homes in anger. Feed cat. Finally. She promises to destroy an item of my clothing in response.
6:00 - Go upstairs to console Nora. Discover Nora has worked herself out of her swaddle and diaper. Change diaper, Nora, and bedding. Try to soothe Nora, give up, load washing machine with more dirty laundry and open bottle of wine. Between Nora's colicky fits and Nick's possetting, we go through a lot of laundry.
6:30 - Try to console Nora.
6:45 - Start fire in fireplace. Convince self that a fire will make it all better.
7:00 - Change babies. Feed babies. Nick is usually awake after this feeding, while his little sister goes back upstairs to continue off the screaming. I've started bringing a spare car seat into the kitchen with me so he can keep me company while I cook. Nick's definition of helping is to look around and keep his mouth in a permanent "O" position. He's damn cute. I'm not biased or anything.
7:15 - Try to console Nora. Switch on White Noise CD.
7:20 - Remember I'd been meaning to bathe Gorby. Figure he can wait until tomorrow. Get broom to chase buzzards away from him.
8:00 - Enjoy silence of Nora sleeping.
8:05 - Nora has awoken, remembers she was supposed to be angry, and is screaming again.
8:10 - More wine.
8:12 - Wish I hadn't have cut my hair.
8:30 - Dinner is served. Nick getting dozy.
9:00 - Load dishes into dishwasher.
9:30 - Try to console Nora.
9:45 - Put Nick down to sleep. Pat self on back for how calm Nick is. Promise Nick he can have his choice of universities as a reward.
10:00 - Another glass of wine? Don't mind if I do.
10:02- Maybe shorter hair would be better.
10:15 - Every other day the babies get a bath. Not the most peaceful of times. Cue screaming on levels that Edvard Munch would be impressed by. Regardless of bath/no bath the babies get a change of clothing - again, in Nora's case.
11:00 - Finish feeding. Burping time.
11:30 - Babies go to bed. They usually go to sleep immediately (apart from last night when Nick decided to get in on Nora's screaming action and he cried All. Night. Long.)
11:40 - Walk dog. Put screen over fireplace. Brush teeth. Put new pair of knickers on the floor (preparation, people!).
Midnight - Collapse into bed.
Midnight - 6 am - 50% of the time the babies sleep through the night. The other 50% one of them wakes up. We have learned through many, many nights of experience that if one of them wakes up, they're not actually hungry. Try to feed them and they're simply not interested. So if a baby wakes up, they get moved to the travel cot so as not to wake the other twin up (we use a Boppy as a crib seperator during the day, as if one kicks the other one then both are awake. One can scream all it wants, it won't wake the other, but if they boot each other they both wake up. At night, though, they like to sleep next to each other, so the Boppy comes down. Who knew a pregnancy pillow would be so damn helpful?)
That's the schedule. Lather, rinse, repeat. That's it in a nutshell. So if you wonder why I'm not blogging daily (although I do try to upload a photo daily. I often fail at that, too.), why I'm late at replying to emails right now (if I can reply to them at all, which I'm not. I am really sorry about that, too, but I really don't get any spare time these days), or what the hell I'm talking about by being bogged down with housework and screaming...well, you know why.
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