Sunday, 14 August 2011

Staying Motivated

I took my son to the Doctor's again this morning.  His bowels are still not right (a constant source of worry).  Murphy's Law he filled his nappy soon after I made the appointment, but I thought it would be best to still go even though his constipation is improving.  We have reached the point where the Doctor has finally ordered a stool sample be analised.  Hopefully we will find out what the problem is soon.

It has been a hard day to stay motivated.  I have visitors coming this week and I really should be putting some effort into getting the house ready. It is darn hard work just keeping the household functioning at a basic level, let alone having it looking pristine.

We have had a polar blast arrive this morning and it actually snowed here - sadly it melted as soon as it hit the ground - but it was very pretty and peaceful to see.  It should mean that we can take our visitors up the mountain to see the snow.  We haven't been up yet this year - it has not had enough snow and I had only just given birth at the beginning of winter.

The babies are sleeping at the moment, it won't last long so I thought I'd get in a few words before I get stuck into the housework.  I am starting to run out of time in the day, but if I knuckle down I could get quite a bit done.

Saturday, 13 August 2011

Weekend with the Babies

Today has been a toughy, the twins have been very unsettled since their immunisations and I've been on my own this weekend.  I have coped okay to a point.  There is a point however when the constant crying (from 2 babies) starts to break down your natural coping strategies and you feel ready to just give up.
I swear my babies are on a timer, they are polar opposites and consequently when one is happy and settled - the other is unsettled (this weekend being the exception -both are unhappy).  That is far worse, but when you think about the first scenario, it means that there are very few times when it is possible to take a break.

At the moment, I have a crying baby sitting on my knee as I am typing.  He is super grumpy and nothing seems to be helping him right now.  I am almost in a daze, I have forgotten when the last time was that I feed him.  I have fed his sister about 4 times this morning, I can't keep track - it is the only thing that settles her.  I am becoming increasingly concerned about his crying as his sister has only just settled and I suspect she will wake soon if I dont calm him.  I have a bottle on the go (overheated it didn't I? So now have to wait for it to cool). 

Finally got the bottle in - he is in his bouncer with the bottle propped up while he feeds - not ideal but I just can't bear to hold him - even though he is at least quiet for now.  He won't drink much and this will not keep him happy for long.  I suspect it is too soon between feeds.

This boy has a real problem with letting go of poo.  He goes twice a week at the moment, this is an improvement on once a week.  Before you even start to wonder - yes he has been to the doctor's and yes he is being monitored and YES he is going back to the doctor's tomorrow before it completely does my head in.  I am very concerned for him and at my wits end (although the constipation doesn't seem to bother him that much - normally he is the placider baby of the two).