It’s been far too long since I’ve been here. Far too long that I’ve neglected what has been a saviour to me. I began coming here to help me find me and I’m well on my way in that search and rescue mission but feel that there is still a missing person out there. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I’ve ranted and raved. I’ve bitched and moaned and hailed and applauded. So why have I been ignoring you? Why have I not found that few minutes a day? Why have I not let my finger tips tickle the ivories so to speak?
Life. That is why I haven’t been accumulating my frequent flyer miles lately. Life, it’s the other four letter word. Life happens but then nothing happens. I let LIFE happen, but because of LIFE happening, nothing happens. The life of getting up with the alarm and going through the motions of the day only to end the day no further ahead than when I started the day. Nothing really accomplished, nothing really gained, nothing really cherished, nothing of consequence lost, just nothing.
I spend so much of my time making sure that certain things get done in the way they should, when they should and how they should that I’ve ignored the other side of life. The side filled with spontaneous fun, laughter, joy, passion and even spontaneous anger.
I was telling T last night that we just don’t have enough time anymore. Time for the fun that used to be us, but us is now different. We aren’t just spouses anymore, we’re parents. Why do so many people (or is it just me) let the old ways die when the new life of parenting has entered our homes? Sadly, our hunt for more time isn’t going to resolve itself anytime soon. It might actually start to get worse as the Beans get older and start school, homework, sports, friends etc. So how do I make sure I find that time?
What do I give up to get more time? What do I change to get more time? How can I stop that clock from racing around day in and day out without finding that precious time I and WE need so badly?
Time – I need it.
This morning on my way to work our nanny calls me laughing hysterically. I guess little Miss Sofie was as naked as a jaybird. Sometime in the night this little devil angel removed her sleep sack, onesie & diaper. Also, sometime during the night she peed in her bed. EVERYWHERE!
All things considered, it could have been much worse, she could have been covered in poo first thing in the morning.
Sebastian has also started to bite everyone. The other day he gave me a great hug and cuddle only to be followed by a vampire style bite to my neck. I almost dropped him it hurt so bad. He’s also been biting Sofie nonstop. He goes in for a nice hug only to follow it with a ferocious bite. The poor girl has teeth marks on her ankle, thigh, arm and back – how the heck do I stop this?
On another note, tomorrow morning the family is venturing down to Long Island for a few days of R&R with some very good friends.
I’m told the drinks will be ready and waiting for us when we arrive and the weather forecast is the same – sun & heat ~ fantastic!
We’re so looking forward to this, I just hope our friends are ready for these two crazy kids.
Filed under Beanism, Mayhem
Sunday morning we woke up to an eerily quiet house. There was no crying, babbling, screaming or pitter patter of little feet at our abode. For the first time in 16 months T and I were in our own home together. ALONE! I’ve been alone in the house and T has been alone in the house, but never have we experienced this moment of bliss together.
T and I had a date night on Saturday and the Beans were shipped off to the Grandparents house overnight. Dinner was a bit of a let down (I won’t bother telling you where we went but we did go to a very highly rated restaurant in the city that we had gone to in the past and loved but this time – not up to par).
Even with the not so fabulous dinner it was still a great night out followed by a delicious morning of sitting on the back deck, looking at the forest, listening to the birds, drinking our coffee and reading our books. That’s right – we were able to drink our coffee in peace, read more than a paragraph at a time and just be.
We chinked our coffee cups together and said a toast to many more moments of alone time in our house!
We recently went to a BBQ organized by Durham Parents of Multiples and I was amazed by how having just a few families there the numbers quickly add up when we are all parents of multiples.
There was a couple there with their 3 month old twins (oh they were so cute and little). I asked them how they were doing and they said good but then kind of looked at each other with a look that I knew all to well.
I told them of our house rule – Anything said after midnight doesn’t count. I think that rule helped avoid many big fights in our house before they started. Things said when exhausted and frustrated tend not to be nice.