Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Two for Two-sday - those twin moments.
Playing along with Debi as per usual.
Most moms of twins know this often asked question" Are they twins?" is just a way to strike up a conversation, that most of the times, you'd rather not partake in. It's just one step up from :"Wow your hands are full" or "Double trouble". But often these days I get asked the question in all honesty and it is often replaced with: "How far apart are they in age? At last I have to acknowledge that yes, Little man L is way way smaller than his brother. He is tiny. In fact, he never grew into his 18 to 24 months clothes this winter and for summer I will have to buy for him still in this age group while Little Man C fits his age appropriate clothes perfectly. The ENT specialist has hinted that this could be due to all the tonsil trouble and that he might start growing rapidly if they are removed. The honest fact is that it breaks my heart - I love having twins and this almost "loss" of twindom gets to me. But developmental wise they are much the same - where Little Man C's gross motor skills are higher, Little Man L's fine motor skills are way above age. So what we are seeing more and more of, are those special twin moments.
We had a first special twin moment just minutes after their birth when a crying little man L in an incubator went quiet the moment his brother was placed next to him. As time goes on we are seeing more and more every day. Even with heaps of other children around them, they still make time to spend with each other.
We've had an incredibly hard time medical wise this year. It has been exhausting. In the last 3 weeks we had Hunter with tick bite fever, both of us with the freaking swine and all 3 kids twice with gastro - yeah last night was the same story - two puking and 3 pooping. To top all Hunter has been booked off for another week - his heart muscles are still affected by the pigs and he needs to rest. Last night I was in tears - I could not go on any more. I am struggling to make half a day at work even if I get some sleep, how do I work if I get none and still feel so run down. And my poor hubby is really not well yet. To top it all our dear Lucy also has gastro today. She came to work and I got her medicine with the kids, but she is not feeling great.
I had a teary conversation with God last night - I really need us to get a bit better. I really need His help. I am just, well, exhausted, tired, sick, disillusioned. Dear God, please I need a break!