So this morning I was leisurely eating my bagel and sipping on some breast milk.
Ok, I don’t actually drink my own breast milk.
I’m not THAT tired.
Although if it tasted like a Carvel Peanut Butter Arctic Blender, then I might be persuaded.
I got out of the hospital earlier this week and had to leave both the twins in the NICU. Of course, I couldn’t stop sobbing because I was so sad to leave them. They’ve got some preemie issues and I’m glad they are in a safe place. But I miss them. I’m used to carrying those munchkins around all the time. And I know it doesn’t help that this c-section is kicking my ass. I’m just exhausted and in a lot of pain.
But it was wonderful to see Dylan and Summer when I got home. And they made me this oh-so-cute sign…
And I got my first glimpse of our new trampoline which was delivered on the day the twins were born. I was quite relieved to find out that it did not come with a team of trained circus elephants as the brochure had promised. It’s so awkward trying to return elephants.
Every day I go into the city to breastfeed the babies and bring in my pumped milk. Today I was waiting for the elevator and a guy said to me…
“So is this the big day?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, already knowing in my heart what was coming next. Oh please don’t say it. Please don’t say it.
“Are you delivering today?” he asked, making some kind of gesture with his arms that I can only assume was meant to demonstrate the birthing process or he was trying to breast stroke his way into the elevator.
“No, I had my babies a few days ago.”
“Oh, that’s great!! Congratulations. My wife just had a baby a few minutes ago. She was so tiny when she was pregnant. She looked like you do now.”
“I see. Well, um… Congratulations to you and your wife.”
The man was so euphoric over the birth of his baby that I don’t think he quite realized all the “compliments” he was throwing my way.
Meanwhile, I am already seeing a resemblance between Rick’s dad (Zaydie) and 6 day old Chase.
See what I mean?
I think they go to the same barber shop.
mama bird notes:
I kept thinking I should do some twins research before these babies arrived. But apparently, I never quite got around to it. So thank goodness for my fellow Mouthy Housewives who tracked down some very funny twins’ moms for some much needed advice. Click here.