Gareth and Molly are now 6 months old, half way to their 1st Birthday. I can hardly believe that this time last year, hubby and I didn't know there were 2 babies busily growing in my tummy. We knew I was pregnant, but it was not until my 12 week scan on December 1st, that we knew we had been blessed with twins.
The past 6 months have been a rollercoaster. They've been joyful, exhausting, occasionally exasperating, fun, filled with wonder, and never, ever dull.
Even at this age, their personalities are very different. Gareth is our laid back baby, he goes to sleep, on his back, with his hands behind his head, and stays that way until he wakes up in the morning. Molly is our busy baby, she fills her day with rolling, scooting along the floor, and playing. Even in bed, she's moving until she's tired out, and generally falls asleep on her tummy, after a few protesting 'but Mummy, I'm not sleepy!' squeals.
I'm so incredibly proud of them. I don't know why God Blessed my husband and I with these 2 fantastic people to love and care for. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing a good enough job, or if they know that I love them.
Well, we've already got teeth (well, Molly has) at this half way point in this first year. Here's looking forward to more teeth, walking, talking, laughing, munching, and lots of hugging and kissing as we continue on this exciting journey.
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Sleep or Solitude?
Being a mum of twins and an introvert can be tricky sometimes. I love my children, I cherish the time I spend with them, but as an introvert I also crave quiet and solitude.
Sometimes, this means making a choice between staying in bed and sleeping, or getting up while the house is quiet and everyone else is sleeping. I choose to get up, and honestly, I find that solitude just as restful as sleep. It gives me a chance to enjoy a cup of coffee, think quietly, and generally prepare for the day.
I've always been the type of person who needs time to 'come to'. Having to be on my feet before my eyes are open is a horrible feeling to me, it puts me out of sorts for the rest of the day. I feel as if I'm always playing catch-up.
My baby boy is awake now, and I'm glad I've had this early morning period of solitude. It prepares me for the day, and helps me to be a better mother. The cup of extra-strong coffee doesn't hurt either :)
Sometimes, this means making a choice between staying in bed and sleeping, or getting up while the house is quiet and everyone else is sleeping. I choose to get up, and honestly, I find that solitude just as restful as sleep. It gives me a chance to enjoy a cup of coffee, think quietly, and generally prepare for the day.
I've always been the type of person who needs time to 'come to'. Having to be on my feet before my eyes are open is a horrible feeling to me, it puts me out of sorts for the rest of the day. I feel as if I'm always playing catch-up.
My baby boy is awake now, and I'm glad I've had this early morning period of solitude. It prepares me for the day, and helps me to be a better mother. The cup of extra-strong coffee doesn't hurt either :)
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