01/08/2023
Most days I can handle juggling two newborns just fine. I manage to maintain a cool temper and level head through the overwhelming duo of screaming infants. But sometimes it's not that easy. Sometimes I do get overwhelmed and angry, and I cry or get frustrated. I feel guilty after I cool off. Looking at their faces, so sweet and innocent. Their bright, curious little eyes looking around and at me... They rely on me. I am their safety. I provide food, love, warmth, and comfort. How could I have gotten so upset with my darling babies? The two little girls that I would kill for. That I would give my life for.
I carried them for 9 long months, and went through hell to bring them both into this world safe and healthy.
Postpartum hasn't been easy. Getting used to motherhood, and learning to care for two small babies. Some days feel almost lonely.. as if I have lost myself to being a mother. The woman I was seems like a distant memory. The postpartum changes to my body... my hips are wider, and my belly is stretch marked, deflated, soft and squishy. It makes me feel insecure sometimes. But I'm also working on learning to love it, as it has done so much for both me and my children.
It has created and brought life into this world. Twin pregnancy was one of the most difficult things I've ever experienced, but it was worth it. I have never loved the way I love my darling daughters.