"Emmaline may have been a whopping minute older, but I was bigger! And, if we had a staring contest, I'm pretty sure I would win!"

Out of my 12 measley weeks of being a Mom, this past week has definitely been the most challenging, but has also shown me what I'm capable of. So yes, let me just toot my own horn: Vince traveled to Hollywood, Florida this week (it's close to Miami) for a training, leaving Sunday and returned Thursday night. Meaning, I was alone with the babies for the entire time, which I was pretty confident I could handle. They do still get up religiously every three hours at night for feedings, so I knew I would just be missing a little more sleep than my usual little sleep, since Vince and I share the feedings each night. A breakdown of our three hour cycle at night with twins: 45 minutes to feed, a possible hour of troubleshooting a baby(ies) who is unhappy and won't go back to sleep, then an hour of sleep for parent. Repeat. I know this isn't news to my Mom friends, but the feeding schedule did take me a little by surprise when it started, I must admit! (We're working to get them to sleep longer, which they occasionally do, but our pediatrician said to expect developmental milestones from their 40 week due date so, being born five weeks early, gestationally they are seven weeks old.)
On Sunday, just as soon as Vince's car pulled away and headed to the airport, my throat started to burn. I had a thought I had never before considered: I don't have any sick days! Ack! I can't take off work to recover if I get sick! I ended up with a killer cold and the babies caught it too. Needless to say, this week has been rough, but we made it, and I'm just so proud of us! Owen is still a little cranky, but no one has run a fever yet, thank goodness.
To get us out of the house, and to see people besides each other, the babies and I met my friends Bianca and Angela for dinner at Celebrations restaurant on Tuesday night, before we started to feel really icky. I wish I had taken my camera, each friend held a baby, it was too cute!
So, hats off to my Mommy friends and family, this is HARD work! One, two, three or eight babies, caring for a tiny person is rewarding and wonderful, but work. :)