flying solo

Since we both work and the girls are in daycare, it is relatively rare for one of us to be alone with the girls for a period of time longer than the morning between when I leave for work and they get to school or the evening between when I pick them up and Chris returns from work.  This week, thanks to HFM, we're both getting a couple of days alone. Today is day 3 of the illness and my first with the two all day.  There is a lot of crying.  As it happens, they're doing better today, the rash is fading, and the fever is gone. We made it to 9 am before heading out to Lowes. I would fail as a SAHM.  I'm considering mowing the lawn over nap (if they ever stop crying and go to sleep) so we can go swimming this afternoon (the clover is out of control).

As a related sidebar, the last time I had a baby sick day, I was home with just Quinn (the time before that it was Avery, and happened pretty much the same). Too sick for daycare, too well to sleep all day. We went to BJs, to CVS, and picked up some lunch out.  It is kind of ridiculously easy to run around town with one baby. All carts fit one infant. Only one baby to feed randomly. Only one kid to buckle/unbuckle over and over, to carry in/out of places, etc.  Don't get me wrong - there's a lot of awesome things about two - but every time I go out with one I am reminded how High Order Multiples (HOM) moms must walk on water and why "people" say it is the second baby that is the life changer. (Besides the logistical issues, it is a lot harder to get a sitter for two than one.)