AKA, The Week That Kicked My Ass
AAKA, How You Can Do Everything Right and Still Be Very Wrong
On the good news side, I am now gainfully employed, pending the results of a drug test and criminal background check. As there is nothing to find in either category, I'm feeling pretty good about that.
Also, my friend is legally married and happy. The last time I was in a wedding (my brother's), Raisin was 4 months old, and I spent the whole day worrying about her, and then fainted during the ceremony. This time I was actually helpful to the bride, and I remembered to eat and drink. Probably also helps that I'm no longer lactating.
Not-so-good-news: This one nap/two nap thing sucks with twins. I mean, it just sucks in general, but evidently it sucks more with twins. On Wednesday, I tried leaving out the morning nap for both Apple and Orange, and it was an unmitigated disaster. By lunch, they were too tired to eat, and both slept fitfully in the afternoon and the next night. Orange MIGHT have been OK if Apple hadn't woken her up so many times.
Since then, they are both back to two naps, and that's working for now, but I realize that I'm going to have to deal with the reality that Orange may be ready before Apple, and I won't have the nice neat option of having them sleep at the same time anymore.
And, finally, Raisin got hurt goofing around with the Jellyman at the wedding reception, so we are now the family with the screaming, bleeding kid. Everyone was very nice about it, and she's going to be fine. Still, not exactly the way the evening was meant to end.
I should be proud of us for making it through this week, for everything we managed to do. Instead, all I am is tired. Too tired to deal yet with the next big problem, which is this blog and whether I made a big mistake by moving back here and putting up the ads.
Stay tuned, I guess.