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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Emotional roller coaster...

Being a parent involves highs and lows.  But with twin 2 year olds, these highs and lows come more frequently.

I've tried to spare you all the "terrible two's" stories...as we are really trying to focus on the positive instead of the negative.  But last week, we had an experience that will break your heart one moment, and melt it into total goo the next - it did mine!

It started at 4:00 in the morning when we heard Lincoln crying.  Not just a little whimper, but full out upset, crying at the top of his lungs.  I nudged Brian to go take care of him (lately, Lincoln has been all about "Daddy do it" and he won't even let me get him out of his bed).  As Brian crawled out of bed and headed down the hallway, I heard Jackson begin crying.  Reluctantly I crawled out of bed and headed down the hallway too.  We were ALL up!

I scooped Jackson up, and we sat in the rocking chair so I could try to get him to go back to sleep. However, Lincoln wasn't settling down, so neither was Jackson.  Brian tried everything, and Lincoln continued to cry.  Brian took Lincoln out of the boys room, but when he did Jackson wanted to follow.  We all ended up on the floor in the guest room.  We got some water for Lincoln, asked him if he needed medicine (if anything hurt) - all we heard was "No!" and more crying. 

It got to a point where Lincoln didn't even want Daddy to hold him - but wanted him near by.  So, there was our little man, curled up on the floor near us, crying his eyes out.  And all we could do was let him.  There was no consoling him.  Jackson curled up on my lap next to Lincoln, and when I started slowly rubbing Lincoln's back, Jackson did the same. 

We did this for close to 20 minutes until the cries subsided and he settled down.  He then asked for some water, and took a big drink to quench his thirst. 

Within 5 minutes he was smiling and laughing, and randomly looked at me and said "Love you Mommy!".

And with that smile, and those 3 little words, all of the frustration and anguish of the night was gone.  Being a Mom is the best job in the world.

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