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Having Twins is Like This:
12May 6, 2009
by Abby
in I have some daughters
That picture pretty much sums it up.
When I found that picture during our move, all of those exhausted feelings came rushing back to me. It was hard to have 2 babies at once. Really hard. Until they were about 3, it was really hard. It was fun, too, but I spent most of my time feeling like I look in that picture. Please don’t lecture me about that magical time and how I should have truly enjoyed them and how quickly it all goes because, let me tell you, I did enjoy them, but that time did not feel like it went quickly. And I say this as the mother of ten year olds. I look back on Lena and Liberty’s babyhood with mixed feelings. They were such yummy, easy babies, but it was such backbreaking, spirit-weakening, endless work just to keep them alive, let alone keep them nurtured. I enjoyed them and I continue to enjoy them as they grow. But the fact of the matter is, I’m less tired now. And that feels good.
Since there are dozens of pictures of me from that time with that exact same look on my face, I looked for a picture from Maya’s babyhood that would compare to that one in tone, but all I could find were dozens where I look just like this:
“Whee! See how I stuff this one single baby in this here carrying thing? And then this baby’s the only baby I have?!? It’s like a frickin’ miracle!” I wasn’t so tired. I wasn’t so completely spent. Just, you know, regular new mommy spent, but not completely wasted.
I have no point. Just making an observation.
Well Now I Have to Run Another One
4I know I said I would never run another half marathon, but I lied. I needed a goal, so I tricked a couple of cousins and my sister-in-law into running the Capital City half with me so I couldn’t back out. I didn’t back out and I felt 100% better before, during, and after this one than I did the first time around. Probably because I ran this one much slower than the first one, although my training for this one led me to believe I would run it faster than the first one. I don’t know what went wrong, but I do know it’s hard for me to push myself. It was clear around mile 3 that I was way off my goal pace, but I just kind of shrugged and sighed and kept on running slowly. I don’t have that drive that would enable me to sacrifice my comfort in order to meet a goal. I like to be comfortable. But I’m going to try to be goal-oriented next time. Unless it hurts too much. I can handle the emotional pain of not meeting my goal much better than I can handle the physical pain of, well, meeting my goal.
Anyway, WE FRICKIN’ DID IT!
That’s us immediately post-race: Jenna, me, Tracy, and Mandy.
We spent the rest of the day with lots of beer and ibuprofen:
And I have to just say right here how lovely my husband was all weekend. He cleaned for us, he fetched for us, he took care of the children, he let me nap the day away when I finally came down off of my endorphin high on Sunday. He was just all-around lovely and he helped make the weekend (my birthday weekend, by the way. I’m 34 today!) extra special. And we’re doing it again in October so my sister can join in.
Now I have to go enjoy my birthday. Bryan took the day off work in order to pamper me, so I guess I should let him rub my feet or something. *sigh*
