Thursday, March 8, 2012

project 52.8


How quickly I've forgotten what my normal used to look like.

This is my new normal.

Two babies.

It has become normal to function on less sleep.
And operate in three hour windows during the day between feeding y'all.

It has become normal to see your tiny legs kick around.
And hear your sweet noises.

It has become normal to get peed on.
And to have spit up on my clean shirt within thirty minutes of putting it on.

It has become normal to sing "Jesus Loves Me" and "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" at least a dozen times a day.
And make ridiculous faces and noises just for a sweet smile.

It has become normal to operate with only one arm (if even that).
It has become normal to carry two babies around, pick two babies up out of the crib, and rock two babies.
It has become normal wash two of everything.

I remember being so excited to wash baby clothes for the first time.  They smelled so sweet.  And they were so tiny.  I folded and refolded them, trying to figure out the best way to fold something so small.  I was so excited when we installed the car seats.  It made everything seem so legit.  I was excited to pack up my diaper bag for the first time.  Putting in the extra paci for each of them. And the change of clothes.  And the burp cloths.  I remember putting the bedding on the cribs and being so incredibly excited to fill those cribs with two, sweet little bodies.

And now?

Now, it's my normal. 

And I love that.


  1. I love that too...and this sweet picture....and Crews' smile....and Tate's look of amazement....and your skinny self! :)

  2. look at them grow...... Love their room...Sweet, sweet post!