Matt bought us a five-month of babies present today. It was something we really needed--a glider. In five months of babies we've worn out two rocking chairs. They practically groan from exhaustion these days.
Today we also reactivated my membership at the gym. They have a day care which is rarely used, so the babies will almost always have the caregiver to themselves. They've been pretty personable lately (Carmen has a little separation anxiety, but she's a brave girl), so I think they'll be okay for an hour at a time. If they fuss, I'll get paged. We'll see how they like it. The most exciting benefit to the gym is that the babies are allowed to join me in the water on the weekends. I can wear one baby at a time and we can play splashies, and practice our dive reflex so the babies don't grow up to be water wimps like their mama. Maybe we'll go as soon as Sunday. Saturday I have to go to the optometrist for my (year-overdue) checkup, so that will be exciting enough for us all.
I remember that a year ago I was sitting in the dark, watching TV and feeling my stomach turn itself inside out. Today I'm sitting in the dark, watching TV, and getting ready to finish this up so I can settle in for bed with my little girl. My wiggly little boy will join us later. Good night.
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