Note: A modified version of this post appeared last week at my personal blog, Laura’s Mommy Journal.
This May I feel surprisingly unemotional. All those wounds have had time to heal. I no longer feel exhausted, overworked, and overwhelmed. I am still busy (very busy) but I have time for me, time for my husband, time for my friends, and time for my kids. I feel like myself again, physically and emotionally.
One night last week we walked to the park after dinner. We made a spontaneous decision and decided to stay later so the boys could play longer. It felt normal, like something any other parents would do. This “normal” life seemed so far out of our reach for so long.
With no family around, caring for twins on our own was all-consuming for so long. I finally feel that I have my head above water. I finally feel that having twins compliments my life rather than consumes my life. This feeling has slowly been building over the last year. A solo date night with my boys and the park trip helped me solidify these feelings. This year was to be a rebuilding year and I feel rebuilt. Life is normal. With twins toddlers.