Let me give it to you straight: Having two rugrats both under the age of two is exhausting. I know, I should be thanking my lucky stars that I have two beautiful, healthy daughters. I thank God every day for my healthy babies.
I'm posting this for those moms with multiple kids. I want to say to you: I understand. I'm going through the same thing.
I'll be completely honest, if I had to stay at home and watch both girls at the same time for longer than 12 hour stretches while they were awake, I would go completely nuts. I've done it before, and let me tell you its exhausting. I'm lucky in that both parents live in town and are gracious enough to watch them when they are sick and can't go to daycare.
When I was pregnant with my first child, someone told me to not use all my vacation days to round out my maternity leave because kids get sick - a lot. I'm fortunate that I have a job that will allow me to once in a while work from home. My husband on the other hand, does not. So its mainly me watching the kids when they are sick.
(Although, I'm going to push back with my husband. I'm thinking that this is his excuse because he's probably trying to save all his vacay for duck hunting. Watch me go off if this is true.)
As a career driven woman, I'm one not to miss work nor do I like to miss work (sad, but true). Before babies, I rarely (if ever) missed work for illness.
With my babies, I'm pretty sure they have some sort of magnet to attract ear infections and viruses. Let me tell you how these past two weeks have played out. Needless to say, you can figure out how that effected my work:
Monday: My oldest got a fever, which means no daycare the next day. Missed half a day of work to go pick her up.
Tuesday: With the oldest at home, I got no work done. She's a fussy one that needs lots of attention and cuddling.
Wednesday: I get a call saying that Aubrey is sick. I miss half a day of work to go pick her up. Aubrey can't come to daycare until Friday.
Thursday: Ansley is still sick. Aubrey is sick. Ask Grandma to watch her. She agrees.
Friday: They both finally go to daycare.
Monday: No sickness, yey!
Tuesday: Daycare calls near end of day, Aubrey has a fever. Take her to urgent care. She has respiratory infection.
Wednesday: Aubrey can't go to daycare, so I stay home.
Thursday: Aubrey probably can't go to daycare. Grandma on the other side is watching her.
Friday: Probably go back to daycare.
I feel bad for saying this out loud, so please don't judge. When daycare calls me while I'm at work, all I can think is "another day of work gone" instead of "my poor baby is sick and just needs mom." Don't get me wrong. When daycare told me that the Aubster was congested and having a hard time breathing, I dropped everything and went to her. But with competing priorities at work and at home, its like a vicious cycle of not getting anything done or halfas$ing everything.
Everyone knows I'm a good prioritizer, but having kids sure tests my ability. I have no clue what I did with all the extra time I had pre-baby.
I'll end this on a good note: My babies are healthy and well. The Aubster took her first steps last night (note to self: I will not compare her to how long it took Ansley to walk) towards me. She hasn't gotten up from the floor officially by herself. That's when I'll officially say that she's walking. Ansley can now respond to, "What's your last name?" (I taught her this because of all the horror stories where they find toddlers wandering the streets who don't know their own name.) Ansley's also half potty trained, which means less money down the toilet literally!!!
Again, to those Irish twin moms out there: I'm told these days will pass, and you'll miss them, so make the most of them. Its just kind of hard when you are exhausted 🙂
Not the best image from the Grandma and me photoshoot, but it shows you the craziness that are my two daughters. I love them, sigh.