This week’s guest blogger is Melissa, of Bumblebee Grace! Amazingly, from the trenches of taking care of newborn multiples, she has emerged to give our expecting moms a taste of what those first few weeks (ok, months) are like, and to take the rest of us on a little trip down memory lane.. or lack of memory lane, as the case may be..
Yesterday, I could not remember my zip code; a feat I had not accomplished since I was kindergarten. Yes, I’ll freely admit that having twins 3 weeks ago has caused me to regress to the level of a five year old. I was not adequately informed of the effects of sleep deprivation, so I figured I’d share the dangers with you before I completely loose my mind.
Exhibit A: During our first week home, I crawled back in bed after consoling one of the girls to find my husband hitting himself in his sleep. Derek was totally beating the tar out of his shoulder and snoring at the same time. I looked at him quizzically and then realized he was burping an invisible baby. I would have laughed until I cried had I not been so bone tired.
Exhibit B: Just about every single night I reach over to wake Derek in order to warm bottles. I inform him that I have one of the girls in bed with me so he’ll only have to grab the other girl. After about the third try at waking him, Derek will climb out of bed and start laughing. The baby I have in bed with me is invisible. The sleep deprivation causes me to somehow believe that the child has been teleported next to me just because I hear her wail over the monitor.
Exhibit C: Derek informed me last night at a 2am feeding that he needed to “mow the carpet” since I can’t do it after my c-section. Mow the carpet…. Right….
Exhibit D: As I’m writing this post, I suddenly realize that something smells. I look down at my lap which contains two girls and wonder when I changed them last…
Now all you expecting moms have a small taste of sleep deprivation. Me… well… I ought to go change these diapers before I forget again…