Be careful what you wish for

It's funny how things work some times. When Owen and Carter were first born their needs were pretty basic; change, feed, love, sleep and repeat about every 3 hours. They would look up at you and flash the odd gas smile but other than that there wasn't much interaction. As you can imagine, sleep was hard to come by those first few months but it's amazing just how quickly you forget what it was like. As tired as we were, and as much as we complained, it was always worth it to see our beautiful boys....no matter what time of the night! I can honestly say that Josh and I had some of our best conversations, and laughs over feedings between 2 and 4 a.m.

My niece Graysen was born in August of 2007. I can remember being over at my sister and brother-in-laws place one night not long after she was born. We were sitting around talking about how things were going with the new baby and what it was really like living on no sleep. My very tired looking brother-in-law Jon said things were going well but that he couldn't wait until Graysen was older so she could walk and talk. I wonder if he would would still feel the same way today now that she is a very busy 18 month old? I'm sure like all parents he wonders where the time went.

I think most parents of newborns often find themselves saying the same thing; "I can't wait until....." fill in the blank. I too have been guilty of saying this a few times over the past 6 months since the twins were born. Just yesterday I told my cousin I couldn't wait for the boys to be able to sit up on their own without falling over. It got me thinking; why is it that we always wish for something that we know will happen to come sooner?

Both Owen and Carter are much more mobile then they were just a few weeks ago. Gone are the days when I could leave them on my bed and walk away for a few minutes knowing they would be in the same place when I got back. Now I'm afraid to turn my back for a second in fear of them rolling off the bed. I was visiting my sister one day when she asked me if the boys had started rolling over yet. I sort of sighed and said "no" when lo and behold we look down at the floor and doesn't Carter roll over right then for the first time. I was so excited and proud that he had accomplished this milestone until he proceeded to smash his face in the play mat and scream his head off because he was now stuck on his belly.



Fish out of water

Owen followed suit and started rolling over about a week later. Since that day my life has never been the same. I now spend a good portion of my day rolling the boys from their stomachs to their backs only to repeat the whole thing again in a matter of minutes.... sometimes seconds. There is nothing more pathetic then 2 screaming babies stuck on their bellies that resemble fish out of water. I have started leaving them a little longer now in hopes of them figuring out how to roll back on their own. I can't wait for that day!

The boys are growing and changing so quickly that sometimes it makes me sad. As much fun as it will be when the boys are crawling and talking I have learned to be careful what I wish for, as there are always good and bad things that come with every step. For now I am going to appreciate every day with them no matter what they can and can't do. Somehow I have the feeling that the things I wish for will be here soon enough!