I started buying things in “twos” almost immediately after finding out I was having twins. It was a new way of thinking for me, and ironically it continues today. It probably started with things like animal crackers and juice boxes. I had to be sure to have the same item for each boy or risk a TT (temper tantrum). I couldn’t bear the thought that things would be unfair (gasp!).
I was grocery shopping last week and realized after 20 years I am still thinking in “twos.” Grocery shopping is not on my list of favorites, and I will often put it off until I absolutely must go. Then I find myself buying things in twos (maybe this is my subconscious taking over to prevent me from having to shop again soon).
While I was standing in a very long line waiting to check out I started to analyze just how much time and energy grocery shopping really takes. I had to do something to entertain myself while my frozen items slowly defrosted. I figured out there are six actions for every item I put in my cart! Imagine you are a box of cereal – first I put you in my cart, then load you onto the belt, then you go back in the cart, then into the car, then into the house and finally into the cabinet. This must happen with every item I purchase! Now if you take into account that it’s snowing, the wind is blowing 40mph, and I have purchased two of many items, I think it’s safe to say this counts as my aerobic exercise for the day (maybe even for a couple days!). Imagine if I was getting paid to do this! I could be in the Bahamas right now – Ha!
Making ice cubes was my big accomplishment one day about 4 weeks after I delivered my twin boys. I know it sounds ridiculous, but anyone who has ever taken care of two (or more) newborns can understand how even the smallest tasks can seem monumental when you are sleep deprived!
We were very fortunate to have lots of help from our family for the first few weeks. But, eventually, everyone had to get back to their jobs – – especially Daddy whose family had doubled in size! So, I was on my own when I realized we were out of ice cubes (gasp!). It was June! I was nursing and needed to drink a lot of fluids! Who wants room temperature beverages when it’s 85 degrees? So I added it to my to-do list for the day. My to-do lists for the last several months had all been baby related and because I spent two months on bed rest, they really weren’t even my to-do lists. They were more like honey-do lists. The things I used to do BB (before babies), including making ice cubes, were starting to come back to me. I was finding a new rhythm to my days.
By the time Joe came home from work (my favorite hour of the day for many years!), I had two relatively happy, fed, clean, diapered and dressed little boys and fresh ice cubes. Nevermind that I was still in my pjs, hadn’t washed a single dish or done a load of laundry all day. “I made ice cubes today!” I proudly announced. Thankfully, Joe knew to respond with enthusiasm and great appreciation. Somehow, we still seem to run out of ice cubes (no automatic ice-cube maker in this 22-year old fridge!) and the kids will actually argue over who is going to make them. “Not to worry,” I say! “I know the recipe by heart!” (Can you hear their eyes rolling?)
Being 100% responsible for two tiny babies can be overwhelming even for the most organized, disciplined person. I learned to take one day at a time – – sometimes one hour at a time – – sometimes one ice-cube tray at a time.