I wrote that on a form at the ultrasound office the other day. It still seems surreal, it catches me by surprise. I am somebody’s mother. I wonder if that ever really sinks in.
My mother left today. We are on our own now. I have mixed feelings about this. She was so much help, taking care of us and the babies. We have had great help from both our moms this past month. And now we will see how we do without them. I’m a little nervous about managing the days by myself. I think I’ll do ok, I just won’t get much of a break during the day. The babies will have to cry more – there won’t always be a free set of hands to pick them both up. But that’s ok, I’m sure it will hurt me more than it hurts them.
On the other hand, we are looking forward to seeing how we do on our own, and having some time with just the four of us. And we know that help is not far away if we ever need to call in reinforcements. And it's only for a few weeks that I will be on my own during the day - we are heading to SD for thanksgiving in 3 weeks, and then after that Jim is taking his month parental leave. By the time he goes back to work the babies will be 3 months old, and hopefully we'll have a bit more of a routine going.