Well we made it to week seven and I still love my husband, I still have my right mind, "The Great" is thriving and the twins are sleeping at night!!! Insert happy dance. Having twins is certainly a challenge however there is hope. Hope comes in the form of a four letter word...get your mind right not those words....I'm talking about HELP.
To know me means that I think I can and SHOULD do it all. I don't need, want or ask for help. Why? Some might say I'm a super hero, super mom, millennium mom, or that I'm foolish. What I've learned over the past seven weeks is that it's mostly pride. I cannot believe I just said that......the wife is prideful. I PRIDE myself on being able to accomplish tasks and challenges. Well taking care of newborn twins was a challenge that I thought I could master without much help. Wrong, wrong, wrong especially when dealing with two masterminds. I needed back up and reinforcements.
Over the past seven weeks so many wonderful "angels" have come over and assisted us in caring for not only the twins but "The Great" as well. LaVonne thanks for the homemade meal, Metra thanks for "cooking" Chicken Voila, Carla thanks for stocking our freezer, Brandolyn thanks for the Chick Fil-A, mommy thanks for cooking everything! Do we notice a trend? We like to eat but I was not thinking about cooking, grocery shopping, or preparing a meal. Like Stephen Curry during the Western Conference finals the meals provided were clutch! (Was that too much?). You see lending a helping hand allowed me to nurse the twins, spend time with The Great and even use the bathroom.
It doesn't stop there the phone calls and text messages just to check in always seemed to come at the right time. Times when they were inconsolable or when I wanted a nap so bad that I was a walking zombie. They provided encouragement and reminded me that motherhood is a journey in which I'm doing just fine. Other times it was random Instagram and YouTube videos that had me laughing in tears. Laughter is good for the soul and it has helped to bring a light hearted approached in raising our family.
The last but greatest helping hand that I received came from the husband. He took on so many tasks that allowed me to care not only for the twins but myself as well. I took a shower and brushed my teeth everyday!! The husband magically became Bobby Flay, Mary Poppins, and Molly Maid overnight and I will be forever grateful. I had to endure watching Daredevil on Netflix but it was so worth it having the husband home with me for six weeks. Fellas use your paternity leave and help your wives out...brownie points for days. 😉
A quote that I oftentimes hear during basketball season is "no man is an island". I think I finally get it. We were born for relationships and we need one another. Life is meant to be lived in community with others. Do not isolate yourself and accept help when offered. As your village grows stronger you do so as well. Tonight I feel strong because of the love and support of a village that has held us down and will continue to do so. Our children are truly blessed to be surrounded by so much love. I'm blessed because I have learned a valuable lesson that will benefit me for the rest of my life.
First pride, then the crash - the bigger the ego the harder the fall.
Proverbs 16:18 MSG