Dreaded sickness

We started the weekend with Davin having a random puke.  This was definitely not a Mother of the Year moment.  At 5:30 am I thought I heard Mara throwing up, so I went and checked.  She was fine, so I left the room.  Yes, when I entered the room, I thought I smelled the distinct smell, but I never thought to check Davin because I thought I heard Mara.  Three hours later, I went to get him out of his crib and realized he had been laying in his vomit for the last three hours.  I felt horrible, but I guess he couldn't have felt that bad since he fell back to sleep.  I don't know why I didn't think to check him....oh well, it was done.

On Saturday, we had a multiples Christmas party, which was a lot of fun and then the Sheldon get together, which was also a good time.  Everyone was fine.  Sunday was a great day as well.  We finished by having a family dance party, baths, and then Jayna and I decorated a gingerbread house when the twins were in bed.  I commented to Derrick that days like this made it easy to be parents.  We both agreed.

And then it was 12:45 am and Jayna let out a scream.  I realized when I opened the door that she was throwing up.  Thank goodness Derrick was there to deal with the mess as I dealt with Jayna.  This happened a few more times over the next couple hours, so needless to say I'm at home with Jayna today.  There aren't many things that are worse than watching your kid get sick and not be able to make them feel better.  I was very proud of myself, since I don't deal well with puke, but you just suck it up when it's your own child.  Despite being sick, Jayna was still her independent self and had to put her nighty on "all by myself".  That made me laugh.  

I haven't mentioned that she missed the bus ride to the mall to see Santa.  She seems much better, thank goodness, but then Derrick came home around 9:30 and he was sick.  He's been in bed sleeping ever since.  Hopefully the twins manage to by pass it and I'm hoping that my Giesbrecht stomach of steel holds up.  My JV girls have their first game tomorrow and I need to be there.  I already missed practice this morning, which I feel terrible about, but that's life.  

I'm also trying to mentally prepare myself for Davin's surgery next Thursday.  I know he'll be fine, but no mother wants to see their child in pain.  I'm assuming the recovery part of the surgery will be the worst.  I've heard from other mothers whose boys have had the procedure, that they act as though nothing happened afterwards.  He will get an afternoon with just mom and the following day all by himself with Gramma!  I know she's looking forward to the cuddles, since she never sees Davin by himself.

On a happy note, I have loved this Christmas season so much.  It's been a lot of fun already.  It really is so much better with kids.  Jayna has been amazing this year and we still have a couple more weeks to get some other activities done with her as well.

I hope everyone else is having a great holiday season and enjoying their friends and family.

We survived the first year!!!!

WE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've felt very overwhelmed with emotions today as I remember being thrust into the world of parenting multiples a year ago today.  I started by feeling guilty because Mara and Davin were still sleeping because I had to get to practice for 7.  While driving to work, I felt sad because my babies are no longer  babies (Davin walked as much as he crawled at daycare today!).  I also didn't want to put them to bed tonight because it would be the end of their first birthday and we will never experience that with our children again.

I vividly remember the moment they handed me Mara and Davin and I looked down at them and wondered, "what the hell am I supposed to do with two of them?"  There were many smiles, laughs, as well as moments of me snapping along the way, but overall, it has been a great year.

Is it weird that I think of the last year as the hardest thing I've ever done, but also when I look back, I think, "ah, it wasn't that bad"?

We could never have survived this year with our marriage intact and healthy without our amazing friends and family.  Thanks to everyone.

The overwhelming feeling for  me is the emotions I feel about Derrick and I.  From the moment we found out we were having twins, I knew we'd be fine, but I didn't think we would actually be better now than we were a year ago.  We have definitely had our moments, but we always worked it out.  I couldn't do it without a super supportive husband who is also an amazing father.  Thanks honey!

I've seen some slide shows and videos that people have made of their child's first year.  I thought about doing that, and then laughed, because I don't have the time to do that right now.  I'm sure I could pull it together, but it wouldn't be as nice as I'd like to it be and that would bother me even more.

Instead, here are a few pictures from throughout the year.