Raising two toddlers at once is a little more challenging than just raising one baby, but I manage.
Both my girls are so different. Madeline takes to walking first, but she rarely ever makes a sound...
But Giselle talks practically from birth.
Giselle: Mommy, me want sippy! Maddie want sippy too.
Bonnie: Oh really? Did Maddie tell you that?
Giselle: No...I just know.
Some people would laugh at that, but being one of a set of triplets, I know that there is a special connection between multiples. I always knew what Caroline was thinking without her even saying it. I could also usually tell what Illena was thinking as well, but most of the time her thoughts were so bitchy that I just ignored her.
Anyway...
Madeline is also easy to get to go to sleep...
While Giselle fights and fights with the perseverance of a POW until she finally passes out.
On Sunday morning after I get the girls fed and put in their swings, I cook up some waffles for breakfast. I want to try and have more structured meal times. I know how important it is for families to eat meals together.
However, now that Houston is a teenager, I get him to stay with the twins while I go get some fishing done. I can't say that he agrees without persuasion...here lately everything I ask him to do causes eye-rolling and groaning. Is it wrong to want to slap that eye-roll right off his face? I don't actually do it...
*HOUSTON'S POV*
It sucks being the oldest. That's all I can say...Mom leaves me in charge of all the younger kids and of cleaning the house. I can't do everything all the time. I still have school and homework and she wants me to clean the house when I get home and watch the kids when she's gone. I'm not a freakin' servant. It's too much for me, but try telling her that.
When I get out of the tub, the stupid dog runs in and I can see the fleas jumping off of him. Grrreat. I have to give him a flea bath before the whole house is infested.
At least he doesn't mind water. He actually likes it...the weirdo. But...just as soon as I get him out of the tub, I hear Giselle yelling.
Giselle: Brudder! Brudder! I have to go potty! Hurry!
I put her on the potty chair, which takes forever, but she finally gets done, leaving a stench in her wake.
Meanwhile, at least everyone else can entertain themselves.
Aaliyah works on her painting.
Silus talks on the phone to some random kid from school.
And I get both Madeline and Giselle all taken care of before Mom gets home.
I do have a hidden agenda though. Prom is coming up and I want to go, so I figure if I do everything right at home, Mom will let me.
*BONNIE'S POV*
Thankfully, the house is in one piece when I get home. VICTORY! Haha.
Later that evening, I take a look at my baby bump...how huge am I? Geez.
Then I work with Giselle and Maddie on their skills. Blue has taken a liking to Maddie even though she can't stand him. She's still mad about getting sprayed in the face with water.
Either way, in the middle of working with the girls, a contraction rips through my abdomen. Guess it's showtime.
You'd think a person would get used to this, but no...not yet...probably not ever...dang it.
Soon though, it's all over with and I have not one, but two new babies.
Baby 6: Liliana Reed
and Baby 7: Evelyn Reed
Two more little girls. Whew.
awww...Poor Houston. He's gonna run from that house and never look back when he graduates.
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He'll be okay, LOL...every teenager I've ever known goes through the same thing.
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