Before becoming a parent you have all of these grand dreams of
how perfect your little one will be and how awesome of a mom you
will be. For the most part, both of those statements ring true.
Your child is born and you look into their eyes, they look back
into yours and smile. You exchange coos and all is right in the
world. Then, someone decides that it would be a fantastic idea to
let out a burp and shower you with mixture of baby drool and
That's when you realize being a parent is going to be a long,
Let's not get started on mommy brain. Or, as we call it in our
house, "parent brain," since dad suffers from it as well. Mommy
brain - as I choose not to throw Mr. Nicholes under the bus at
the moment - had me perfecting my middle-of-the-night changing
regimen down to a science. Then our twins came.
With my singleton children, I could go in, not turn on a blaring
light, pick them up, nurse them, change a diaper and put them back
into bed, seemingly all with my eyes closed. Not so with those
twins that made their way into our hearts and home. I'm pretty sure
that I fed the same kid over and over again, for a couple of nights
in a row. I'm also sure that, quite often, I changed only one kid
and not the other.
Lastly - and I'm only admitting this because there really
is no proof left to incriminate me and the twins' current memories
are all of how great their dad and I are - one night, I went
through the entire nighttime procedure only to put the twins back
to bed with . . . no diapers on.
Yep, you read that right. In all of my sleep deprivation, I
cleaned them thoroughly only to put them into a clean bed without
anything to catch the (literal) crap that only seems to appear
while their bodies are in slumber. Please also remember that they
were both breastfed, so yeah, there's that.
Finding that surprise the next morning let me know two things
- perfect parents do not exist (because we all think we're
pretty darned close, right?) and that some things are better
handled with a laugh. Especially when dealing with children and
diaper changing. Now imagine maniacal laughter as you're cleaning
up cribs and slippery children for the morning.
To this day, I always double check to make sure that all bottoms
are encased, and protected.
For their sanity and mine.
Natasha is 1/6 of the Nicholes clan who live in the heart of the city. She's a mother of four and the wife of a husband she met in 8th grade. Passionate about being heard, she started blogging when she found out she was having twins. Now she blogs because she's addicted.
See more of Natasha's stories here.
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