Tuesday, February 27, 2007

True Confession #1

D: Sometimes in the middle of the night, when I'm all alone and tired, I do something I'm not proud of in order to stay calm. I pretend that the boys are not mine.

When they are both crying and I can't get to both of them at the same time, in order to change their diapers/give them their binkies/hold them/give them attention, I pretend that I am running a daycare and they aren't my kids.

That way, I am less emotionally upset about hearing them cry and I work a little faster to get their needs met, with out getting flustered.

Is that wrong?

Posted by Blogtime In Twin Town @ 12:16 PM

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dana,
although i have not yet been a mother, i think it's totally and beyond normal!
i love you.
court

Posted by Anonymous court @ Tuesday, February 27, 2007 6:03:00 PM #
 

That's fine, Dana. Any superficial image that lets you feel assured that those two who you love no less deep down are OK is helpful. Really. Parents tell themselves the truth dressed up in stories all the time. Some tell themselves that the kids are older than they are--old enough to safely cry themselves to sleep...which they are anyways. So all is well.
- Uncle B.

Posted by Anonymous Anonymous @ Wednesday, February 28, 2007 5:00:00 AM #
 

I wish I would have thought of this in those first weeks with our twin girls. The cries of one's children can hit you so hard, and in the midst of exhaustion I think a method like this that helps you get through it is a smart way to go.

Posted by Blogger pokettiger @ Wednesday, February 28, 2007 8:52:00 PM #
 

Better than me, Dana. During the first weeks Elena was home, I would hear a baby crying in the middle of the night, and wonder who it was. At least you remembered who they were.
Best wishes as always,
gretchen

Posted by Blogger Gretchen @ Friday, March 02, 2007 5:58:00 PM #
 
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