These babies; they’re not like Elby was when she was their age. I’m not sure I completely understood the concept of different babies have different personalities before I added two more to my brood. Somehow I just figured that babies are pretty much babies – with a few who will never go the fuck to sleep thrown in the mix. But Sadie and Mattie are different as night and day. Mattie is bossy, affectionate and a major attention ho while Sadie is mellow, passive but quietly crafty. If you turn your back on Sadie for too long you won’t hear her but you will eventually smell a funky odor coming from her bedroom only to find that she stuck some sticky substance (probably found in Elby’s room) on the lightbulb of her lamp, turned it on and there’s smoke rising from it. With Mattie, on the other hand, you don’t ever turn your back.
Both babies are off the bottle and Sadie (these past couple of days) has been drinking enough Pediasure through a straw to make me think she’s an actual baby and not an ant. I haven’t seen her weight in awhile though so I don’t want to be too excited.
God, why am I so bad at pasting pictures onto my damn blog? How hard could it be to move them around so they don’t look like I threw them against a wall and they landed this way due to gravity? I’m technologically…not gifted. Wait, I think I fixed it. Never mind. Let’s just forget that I even said that. Seriously. Let it go. I figured it out. LET IT GO.
Sorry, I’m a little edgy. Everyone in the house is feeling a bit better but I could use about four days straight of pure sleep.
I’m so tired.
Did I mention how tired I am?
How does anyone have twins and get anything else done in their life? I feel like I wrote my entire book in a blur. I read bits of it back and can’t remember writing it. I remember being halfway through and thinking there was no possible way I could write the rest with all that was going on. And yet, it’s done. Completely done, edited and coming out in hardcover in July. So, apparently, I did write. And drink. And write. I’d say and cry but thanks to Zoloft, not so much.
I will try to write something witty tomorrow. But if you want to hear me rant about The Bachelor you can click here
Posted by Stefanie Wilder Taylor on January 27, 2009 11:40 pm
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