Thinking back

I was in the boys' room today filling up the humidifier (G has a small stuffy nose), and it hit me. I was thinking back about three and a half months ago when I would do it every night. G had a stuffy nose for about two and a half months after birth and we had to continually give him saline drops and run a humidifier when he slept.

I hadn't thought much about it, but I started to remember coming up every night with eight bottles for our 9, 12, 3 and 6 feedings. Then I would fill up the humidifier and get the boys to bed and get ready for the multitude of night time feedings.

I honestly don't remember much about those first eight or so weeks. I remember going to a baptism class for them the first three weeks and just feeling exhausted. Exhaustion that I had never felt before. We would get home from there and I would get to sleep in about 1.5 hour chunks throughout the night and my DVR was my best friend.

When I was filling up that humidifier I realized how far we've come. The boys will be four months old tomorrow and B is starting to roll over on his side. G loves to stand if you hold him. They are both SO PROUD when they do it and I couldn't be prouder of them.

In those early days, I knew I was happy to have them, but it was all about just surviving. I can't say as though it's all smooth sailing all of the time, but when I was looking back today I think we really are getting there.

I read on a message board somewhere that in the beginning with her twins someone told her that "you are in a valley and the climb is long, but you are going to get to the top and look back at how far you've come." I don't think I'm at the top, but I do think I'm starting the climb and each step is getting easier.