Five years ago today James and I tied the knot. It was a day much like today - cold and rainy. Luckily the park we got married in had a beautiful (or at least we thought so) pavilion with a fireplace. After we quickly had our pictures taken James set off to get firewood for the fireplace. By the time I was walking down the aisle there was a roaring fire burning at the end. Who knows if the rest of our guests were warm, but James and I were nice and toasty. Either that or we were running on pure adrenaline.
We’ve been through a lot in these past 5 years. Much more than any other couple. Our relationship has been tested in every which way possible and we’ve come through it all. Sure, there are days I’d love to rip him a new one for not throwing something away, but those days are few and far between. More often than not he makes me laugh and that’s reason enough to keep him around.
That, and he knows how to work power tools. Not that I don’t, but I like watching him work those power tools. *ahem*
Today also marks 4 weeks since the girls were born. How can this past month feel like the longest and shortest month of my life at the same time? Their adjusted age is still negative 2 weeks - we could all be so lucky. On Tuesday they all went to the doctor, a regular thing nowadays, and they all weigh over 5 pounds. They are now getting to be too long for their preemie clothes but swim in their newborn stuff.
People still love to stop us, or rather chase us down, so they can look at the girls. I’ve been tempted to make a print out of frequently asked questions and their answers, but I think I am bitchy enough as it is. I do love answering questions, but sometimes strangers make me feel uneasy. A bit anti-social and a bit mama bear “stay the hell away from my babies!” I suppose.
Feeding still happen every 3 hours and we’re still managing to function on stretches of sleep that last for 2 hours or less at night. This too shall pass - or so we hope.
I’ve uploaded more pictures into my Flickr account - none of them very recent. What can I say? I’ve been a little busy. Speaking of, I need to burp a baby. I’ll leave you with this: My Three Little Bugs
