One Baby At a Time

This past weekend Savannah was fighting off a fever/cough that she had caught last weekend.  Ugh.  I know it is so hard as a parent to not take your children out when they are sick, and I also know that you can take your children out not knowing they're sick until they get around other children.  Then whammo.  The cough and sniffles begin.  And thus begins the viscous cycle of passing the germs to all the other children in the room.  Savannah was one of those lucky ones. Poor girl.  It was confirmed Friday when we took her to the doctor.

Madeline, on the other hand, was confirmed to be JUST FINE............

So, instead of taking Savannah to church to continue spreading the viscous cycle, she and I stayed home from church so she could get well and keep her germs here with me.  Daddy, on the other hand, took a happy-beyond-words little Madeline to church with him.  

I was scared.  Ok, I was really scared.  Not at all scared that Daddy couldn't handle Madeline by himself, but more scared of just watching my baby go out the door without me!  Such a STRANGE feeling for me. But she was SO excited to be heading off with her daddy.  She giggled and laughed all the way out the door.  It was too cute beyond words!

Meanwhile, Savannah slept.  She slept a looong time.  She woke up happy (yeah!) but immediately looked around for her sis!  Where was she?? She peered over her crib and then looked so confused!  She searched the house as we walked from her bedroom to the living room.  Then she just played with mommy.   

I promise, she was sick.  But wow what a difference does a nap make.  

So here's the part where the title "One baby at a time" makes sense.  WOW what a difference having only one baby makes!  Savannah quietly played for hours.  She would walk over to me and just "aaawww..." and "ooooh" and hug me.  Then she'd turn around and play quietly by herself some more.

Meanwhile, Madeline was having a big time at church.  Apparently she was just a little angel...she did well in Sabbath School, and church - Chris said he never heard a fuss out of her!  She even stayed afterwards for potluck and had a big time there too!  Yes, one baby at a time.....wow....what a difference.  

But don't get me wrong.  My two babies at a time bring happiness beyond words.  But when I had a day of just one, and daddy had a day of just one, we both could easily compare notes and find that there might be a small hint of jealousy for those parents out there not juggling the multiples world.  Walking into church only holding one baby....sitting at home and watching one baby play quietly with her own toys....night and day.  The difference between our typical days and this one was like night and day!  But how bored would we be?!! We would have it no other way: Hearing the "talk" and "chatter" of our girls back and forth, watching them interact and giggle with each other, getting DOUBLE hugs -- oh those double hugs!!!  There are simply no words.  Simply NO words.  I was reminded of that when Madeline finally made it home from her long day at church with daddy and they BOTH wanted up on my lap.  Only one would not do....so Savannah holding tightly to her Tylenol and Madeline holding tightly to her mommy that she missed earlier that day, both climbed up onto my lap and I simply had no words.

In the meantime, it was nice getting some good quality one-on-one time with my girl.  Next time I'll make sure I get that one-on-one with my other girl.  And enjoy, savor, and love every single moment I have with the two most special little girls in my life.

And yes, love those moments where they fight over their toys...and love those moments where they get jealous because mommy is holding one of them and not the other....and love those moments in the kitchen were I may not be able to walk around very easily with two little girls glued to my leg, because with them both, my life is fuller and happier and plainly put:  PERFECT.

I love you, my sweet precious angel girls!!!