* Birds chirping. I know, it sounds terrible, but let me explain. Every morning I seem to be feeding the babies around 3:30am or so. During that time, probably around 4am, birds start chirping outside our window. I HATE it. It sends me into a frenzied panic. I freak out because they're trying to imply that it's morning and that the night is slipping away from me while I'm desperately trying to cling to it. I always want to open the front door and start throwing rocks at them and tell them to shut up! It's not morning yet! I've hardly even slept! As I sit there, I envision that scene from Steel Magnolias where he gets out his shotgun right before the wedding and starts shooting into the trees to get rid of the birds. Everything gets covered in turd, but it is so worth it....
* When people say, "You had twins? You look great." Because I know they're not saying, "You look normal," or "You look just like you used to!" or "You look like you're not wearing fat pants anymore!" I know I look like I had twins. I'm not being self-depricating, just honest. I don't lose the weight easily while I'm nursing. I know most people are otherwise. I know what they really mean is, "You look great compared to the gigantic-ness that must have been you a few months ago." Which, I guess is true. I probably should have posted this before I went home and saw people because some of them will probably say that I did look fine. Yeah, well thank you Waistnipper, and thank you Laura for posting about it.
Things I just don't really appreciate, period:
*I just have to say how bad I hate postpartum hormones. As Ryan puts it, I'm either hot, or....hot. There is nothing worse than those dang night sweats. Ugh. SO gross. Luckily they're dying down, a little. But the hair in unwanted places has returned and so have the break-outs.
*Whenever some baby is crying in the middle of the night I let them cry for a while, then finally drag my behind downstairs just to find two little peacefully sleeping angels. Not even a red-faced baby to let me know who to be mad at. Ok, I guess I appreciate it a little bit. But then when it happens 10 minutes later, and 10 minutes after that, it gets a little less cute. Man, they sure haven't been the easy little babies they used to be anymore!
*Twin comments. Some of them are cute and of course everyone knows someone with twins, has twins, is a twin, heard something one time about twins... but the one that gets me is when people ask, "Are they twins?" I mean seriously. Don't you think it's a pretty safe assumption that these two babies in my double stroller that are remarkably close in size weren't conceived by me at least nine months apart?
11 comments:
I'm with you on the birds...I HATE THEM and I don't even have to get up to feed a newborn yet.
As for the other things, yeah. Totally annoying.
You should see Failure to Launch. There is a girl that is trying to kill a Mockingbird in it that is pretty awesome. Not that I like chick flicks or anything... because I don't, okay... so stop asking.
Well, you may be totally frustrated, but you provide the needed daily laugh that I do not get often enough. A great hearty laugh is good to go to bed on at 11:30 p.m.
I heard our birds this morning when I brought in the Wall Street Journal. I was glad I keep my windows totally closed. It is wonderful though at dusk to go sit on the balcony and listen to them chirping -- but I'm with you on the morning thing.
Affectionately, your mother,
Carolyn
Still miss those darlings dearly, and all of you. xoxo
We get the 'are they twins?' question all of the time. It cracks me up... I mean, really? Ours situation is a bit different since one is a boy and one is a girl and they are a bit different in size, but not 9 months.
Being in the east with so many trees is wonderful, but with it comes the many, many birds. We will not be escaping them anytime soon. Don't they know the sun hasn't come up yet?
I have gotten frustrated with the birds in the morning as well. In Cleveland during the summer time we would have our windows open. The birds would wake Nash up every morning between 5:30am and 6:00am. I would get so mad, but it was just too dang hot to leave them shut, and too dang expensive to pay for the coolers all night. Agghhhh!
Laughing about these. I wish I could say the twin comments would end soon, but at 2 1/2 years, we still get them too frequently. And really, from any pics you've posted of yourself, I really can't imagine you have that much weight to lose. Seriously.
I really wish we could hang out some time because we have so much in common. =) You are me this time last year. I wish I could say the twin thing gets easier or that the twin comments stop but they don't. I have pretty much come to terms with the fact that I will be forever exhausted, half looney, and that I will be stopped by some nosey person every time I leave the house. One plus side (there are others too) is that once they become active, the pounds just drop off. I have lost 10lbs in recent months just from chasing them around. I do have to say that I am totally impressed by you...still breastfeeding...hats off to you. I can tell that you are doing awesome. I promise it does get really fun.
I am so with you on those dumb birds. They really need their internal clocks examined. Unfortunately, we deal with I-80 behind us as well. I hate semis too! I'm sorry to head about your mother-in-law. You've made far too many plane rides with those kids already. Props to you!
you crack me up. steele magnolias- such a great movie, nice imagery!
I completely agree and could add a few. One thing that makes me sad to say is that I DO NOT appreciate their little smiles after I feed them in the middle of the night. Because that means they are fully awake and coherent enough to recognize me and smile. Even though the smiles are super cute, I have to turn them over on their tummies right away to stop them from interacting too much that they won't go back to sleep for awhile.
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