That's right,the twins are five months old now which means that we have survived almost half a year. And guess what, they still sleep in our room. I must say that it is just easier, but also I don't want to admit that they are getting older. Plus we still use their room as the "If-I -don't-know-where-it-goes,then-it-goes-in-that-room" room. One day it will stop, but probably not. (Justin and I joked about how we would keep throwing our garbage in the back-seat of the car and that it would hopefully change when we started having kids.) Guess who is still throwing garbage behind her seat in the mini-van? yep, me.
One of the questions that we constantly get now is "Are things getting normal?" I don't know if I can say that we will ever be normal, we have twins, that's not normal. I think what people mean is "Is life getting easier for you? I sure hope so, because I don't know how you do it." At least that is what I hope people mean. Life is getting into somewhat of a routine. Mat goes to sleep and wakes up at about one, eats and then falls alseep. He wakes up about an hour later because he is still hungry becasue he fell asleep while eating and so did we, so therefore from about one until five, it is a never-ending battle between hunger and sleep which keeps both Justin and I up because Mat is on the bed with us during this time so that neither one of us have to get up. (I wouldn't call it lazy, I would call it self-preservation). Mat is up and ready to go about six-thirty in the morning.
Meanwhile, Libby pretty much sleeps through the night, but not before screaming herself to sleep from 8 -9. If she does wake up to eat, it doesn't happen until about five. She sleeps in until about 8 or later and then I am lucky if she even takes one nap. She is colicky and we think that she might be a little lactose intolerant which means no dairy for me because she exclusively nurses. The funny thing about that is that when they were younger, I cried because they wouldn't take me and now I cry because Libby will only take me.
Natalie is the perhaps the most normal yet. She actually gets to sleep at night which is better than the rest of us. However, she does wake up sometimes and immediately asks for mom. When we go in there and ask whats wrong, she won't tell us and just wants us to lie down with her. She is able to go back to sleep pretty easily. She no longer takes naps even though she still needs them and has decided that it nots bedtime because the sun is still up. The biggest thing that I don't understand is that she survives on practicialy nothing and yet still has enough energy to run around like a three year old.
