I must say that sometimes the difference between having twins and one baby is very apparent. To me the difference is all about amounts. More diapers, more feedings, more milk, more bottles, more of everything. Sometimes more equals too much. Too much crying, too many sleepless nights and sometimes stretched too thin. But you get more smiles, laughs, hugs and joyful moments then maybe people get with just one child. Genevieve and Julia fill my days with their smiles and laughs. They also on occasion fill them with lots of dirty diapers and serious crying jags. On the whole days are busy, the girls are starting to move around either by rolling or inching. Sooner than later they will be crawling and then my days will get even busier. They are starting to like being in on the action, meaning when I'm doing laundry they want to be right there watching me. I do the same things I did with Gabriella to keep them feeling involved. When I cook breakfast or lunch I place them on the floor where they can see me and give them my own cooking show. Sometimes to spice it up I do the show in different accents. I try to keep them as happy as possible, but sometimes that doesn't happen.
Today has been a little bit trying. Neither girl is really interested in doing anything but sitting with mommy. Even the cooking show fell flat today, on the other hand the laundry folding show was still a big hit. I think they are both feeling frustrated they can't get where they want to go or maybe their teeth are hurting. I'd just gotten Genevieve settled for her nap when I came out to find Julia with an exploded diaper. I picked her up and checked out the damage she was poopy from her toe to her elbow. Yes the elbow, I don't even know how poop can travel through a sleeper like that but it did. Julia got an impromptu bath in the sink and I got covered in poop on the walk over. I deemed the sleeper and my shirt a total loss and chucked them both in the trash can. I wonder what the neighbors thought as I went streaking from the kitchen to the babies' room with a naked baby in just my pants and a bra. But now everyone is clean, fed and napping in their cribs, I'll enjoy the next few minutes of calm before the next storm hits, hopefully it won't be poop related.