Day 20. Maybe that title dates me. If you remember the old Rolaids commercial, you’re probably getting old, too.
Both kids were especially needy today, and even though we had a lot of time with family, there still didn’t seem to be enough of me to go around. I kept thinking of something my husband said just after Corban was born and we were learning how to parent two children. He said he appreciated the fact that having two kids meant we had to work together more for their care.
We’re like a tag team, sometimes. Especially at bed time. If I’ve had Corban all day, he’ll take him while I get Isabelle ready for bed. Or, if Corban’s particularly needy and I’m feeding him, Phil will take the Isabelle bed time routine. It works the same with diaper duty, meals and the occasional potty training. I’m so blessed to have a husband who helps.
Right now, though, I feel like I’m in the ring, trying to fend off two wrestlers by myself because my partner is MIA.
No matter how tired either of us is, there’s always a small sense of relief when we can split up the kid duties.
I hope he’s ready to tag in.