Another Monday

The boys' nap schedule is totally thrown off by church on Sunday so they're always extra tired and cranky on Mondays. They usually take longer naps but are much fussier when they're awake. Today, they've taken two naps for a combined total of 5 1/2 hours and are still sleeping! I spent most of that time cleaning because my sister and BIL arrive tonight. Yay! We're in for a fun week!

One of my old co-workers who has a 10 month old son stopped by for a visit today. We had lunch and played with the babies but they all started to have melt-downs around the same time so she left and my boys went down for their second nap. Cullen also had a massive blowout while they were here and is badly needing another bath (he had just gotten one this morning). He seriously had poop up to his shoulders inside his shirt and when I tried to get the shirt off, it smeared all over his hair and arms. Then he rubbed his arms all over his belly and face- of course! He got an anti-bacterial wipe "bath" right then and there but will get another real bath when he wakes up from his nap.

Oh, and I am now officially dreading the day when my boys start crawling and grabbing for things. Right now, I have it so easy. We just relax on the couch or floor all day smiling, tickling and playing with stuffed animals. They watch tv with me, blog with me, or just sit there happily playing while I clean or eat. Soon though, they'll be scooting around the house pulling books off the bookshelf, breaking things, grabbing for my food, eating my cell phone/remote control, and bashing each other in the head with their toys. (Don't worry, the visiting little boy did not do those things, although he probably would have if his mama hadn't prevented him). But as I watched her trying to constrain her son I imagined myself trying to control both Jack and Cullen and it made my head spin. Even watching her get out the door was crazy because he was squirming all over the place and did not want to be carried. It's hard enough getting them out the door now without any squirming, running away or crying. I can not even begin to imagine the hopeless situations that await me in the coming months.

But the silver lining is that I have gotten my reality check and I am determined to soak up these glorious next few weeks/months of having immobile babies. I figure I only have another 3 months - tops- so I want to enjoy my time of rest before the craziness begins. Oh! Another silver lining: I bet I will burn about a bazillion calories a day chasing after them and playing with them so hopefully I can finally shed those last 5 pounds and lose the infamous post-pregnancy 'pooch' on my stomach!