During my RR Hubby went on an overseas business trip. No he isn’t an International Man of Mystery, at least I don’t think he is. I mean, I may not even know, but I’m fairly certain he’s not. In all honesty I’m not entirely sure what he does but I find it hard to believe that James Bond types buy fridge magnets on their travels. Unless this is all just a clever ruse to put me off the scent?

Anywho, Michael was going to be gone for over two weeks and while I was absolutely positive that I could cope just fine at home, we decided that I should go and stay with his folks in Queensland for five days to try and have a bit of a holiday. Then we would ask my amazingly fantastic friend, P, to come and stay with us for a few days too. And so began the tale of When Hubby Went To America For Two Weeks.

First of course, was the packing…

The drive itself was uneventful. We saw the Big Banana at Coffs Harbour (it’s an Aussie thing to have, erm, big things. We used to live near The Big Pineapple on the Sunshine Coast as an example). We’d talked it up to Little Man the whole five hours it took to get there and thankfully it wasn’t the huge anticlimax we had started to fear it would become.

I’d love to say it was a great stay, and it kind of was because I got to see family and some friends, but on the other hand it was absolutely awful. Little Red decided to have complete separation anxiety almost immediately after her Dad left and clung to my face the whole time, as well as refusing ALL of her bottles. Both girls decided they didn’t need sleep anymore, so that was interesting. Copperhead had a severe reaction to the cows milk I’d recently started both girls on and started to lose weight due to epic number twos that left her red raw and took at least two of us to pin her down in order to change her nappy. We ended up getting a home doctor out it was that bad. I also got my special women’s monthly business time and had nothing with me so a trip to the shops at 6am in my pyjamas it was!

Subsequently I had several emotional breakdowns due to hormones and lack of sleep but I have to say that the in-laws were absolute legends. As I’ve said before, their home is so, well, homely. I enjoy being there and hanging out with them and living so far away from them is hard. Also Little Man had a truly happy time being with his grandparents so now that it is a distant, rose-tinted memory I do look back at it all as a success and quite frankly, I feel I earned a badge of honour!

My friend P drove back down to New South Wales with us and I think, being the mother of twins herself, she was somewhat prepared for what she was in store for.

I didn’t change a dirty nappy once while she stayed with us. I also napped more in five days than I ever could have hoped. I feel like I could never thank her enough for what she did for us and it would be rude not to do a shout out here…

So if you’re reading this, P, we miss you, we love you and we are so grateful to have you in our lives. Thank you thank you, to the moon and back.”

It was great having P here and along with caring for me, the children and cleaning she also let me get a lot of crazy out. We talked openly and at length, something we’ve always been able to do, and that alone had an incredible impact on my mental health. She has twins. She gets it. There is a certain unspoken understanding between parents of multiples and it’s nothing short of comforting to have it confirmed that it is really difficult, that you’re not just being overly dramatic when talking about the logistics of raising two babies at once.

Then I was home by myself for four days. It ran smoothly. I find my organisation skills go into overdrive whenever Hubby works away. I even got my food shopping delivered for the first time EVER! Why oh WHY have I never done this before? I took advantage of the fact they bring it to your kitchen (and up the flight of stairs to our front door) so ordered several boxes of nappies, baby wipes and wash powder, you’know, all the heavy and bulky stuff! It was honestly like Christmas morning. Especially when LM found the pikelets (Scottish pancakes for my UK readers).

Love
K x

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