Today was one of those days. Baby girl woke up with a fever, cranky attitudes and a biting event that left one of the twosome bleeding. I decided to run to Target to grab some Grandparents day cards (one of those things I'm obligated to do now). It's a very long story as to what transpired in the store but it resulted in the following things. Two slightly injured screaming toddlers, me cursing at someone out loud, a child that tried to dash away, soaking wet mom and kids and a disheveled woman by time I returned home.
As my twosome finally took their afternoon naps I found myself sulking and pitying myself for having twins. It's true. Sometimes you look at women that just have one child and you think, lady, you have no idea how easy you have it. Take your exhaustion and multiple it by 4. Because for some reason, 1 baby feels like 1 baby, and 2 babies feel like 4.
With such a ransacked day, I figured it couldn't get much worse so when dad got home around 5pm, I greeted him at the door and told him we were going out for pizza. We quickly left and arrived at the parlor ready to chow down.
Our kids were set up and looking very cute when a pregnant woman and her 3 children (girls), all under the age of 4, walked by our table and sat down to eat. My husband and I shoved food in our mouths as fast as possible while entertaining our kids and letting them sample our food, plus giving them their normal food.
We were about to leave when the oldest of the girls walked up to me and started asking me a host of questions that is typical of any 4 year old. What are their names, are they twins, how old are they, do they have a pet? Then she looked me right in the eyes and said, "My mommy was supposed to have twins but God changed his mind and now we're only going to get a new brother but not a new sister too."
SLAM! (eyes tear up but not enough to outwardly notice)
Thank you God and thank you world for kicking me in my own ass when I need it most. I could have lost either one of my children at any point during my pregnancy. My high risk OB even commented a few times that someone my size and weight is not designed to carry two. But I did and they are both here as healthy as could be, I am so fortunate.
We left the restaurant and as I passed by the woman I told her congratulations and she turned around a congratulated me too on such beautiful twins. I felt guilty as we walked out because even though she already had 3 others to deal with, she probably would have given anything in the world for her unborn baby girl to have made it and joined her family.
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