Sorry that I’ve been MIA from the blog recently.
But in my defense, I have a really good excuse.
I’ve been sick all summer. pregnant. with twins.
First, it was a matter of getting through the day with a 2-year old while completely exhausted and nauseated. I have a version of morning sickness much better than a lot of other moms out there, so I shouldn’t complain, really.
But then I received The News, that SimpleGuy and I knew might happen if we were to go on fertility meds, which is multiples. No one thinks it will happen to them. Then it does.
Lest you think I’m a Debbie Downer, please know that I realize I’m doubly blessed. But I also realize it’s going to be a huge adjustment for me and SG, our marriage and relatively low-drama family life with Baby (aka Toddler). Besides his occasional tantrum, we’ve lived as a threesome in a slice of heaven. We’re all reasonable, calm people but I know this will be life-changing and a part of my heart and mind is scared to death of the responsibilities ahead.
So I’m celebrating a new chapter but also mourning the loss of the old one. I’m excited yet irked to be buying (yet) some more baby clothes because I’ll need more of everything that I painstakingly accumulated from clearance racks and bargain hunting over the last two years. What I envisioned of hand-me-downs and using the same stroller and car seat for Baby’s little bro or sis, is turning into a do-over shopping frenzy. I’ll write a book and call it The Things They Carried. Again. I felt like a veteran mom of one and now I’m back to school as a new expecting mom of twins.
I’ll be wrapping up the New Baby Series this fall and taking a break around the holidays. But I will resume with more advice and lessons learned with twins when I’m up to it again.