The Drapela Family: This and That...

Chaotic! That one word seems to sum up our life pretty well right now. It seems we (I) cannot catch a break ever! If it isn’t one thing it is another, but I try to remind myself everyday that I am TOO BLESSED TO BE STRESSED!

Ever since I had Breckyn it just seems like our evenings are jam packed and we never have a minute to sit down. I couldn’t figure out why that was. I feel like I am busting my behind ALL day EVERY day and I still can’t get ahead. My day starts at 4:30 am (IF I get to get up with my alarm clock--it starts around 3 or 4 if I wake up with Breckyn as an alarm clock) and I am usually going non-stop until around 10:30 ish pm. At least 3 out of 7 days out of the week I am up in the middle of the night with a baby. I stay exhausted and that does not help matters. I spend my weekends preparing for the week, as well (thus no rest there). My motto lately is “no rest for the weary”!!

Last week my mom texted one night and asked if she could pick up Paislyn from school and take her to her house to play. She said she would feed her and bathe her and bring her back by bedtime. We said yes. I met her at day-care (I knew it would not fly if I got there to pick up B and P saw me and I left without her). I would love to have a break here and there but I never want to leave my babies or be away from them in the evenings and weekend since I feel like we are away from each other so much during the week and they are growing sooo fast!

I came home with only one baby. It was sooo quiet!!! It felt un-real. I was able to unload our million bags out of the car without someone crying for a snack and then sit down and feed Breckyn and devote all of my attention to her. She even fell asleep in my arms and I just let her sleep (instead of having to hurry and put her down to move on to other things). Don’t get me wrong, I missed my little punkin, but it was a nice and Calm evening. My mom brought her back while we were eating supper and then our house became normal again. J A good kind of normal!

I always told N I didn’t remember it being this crazy when P was a baby, and now I definitely know it comes from having 2 kids. That evening took me back to the days when P was an only child. Man was it different!!

Our weekends have been jam packed and I am so ready for a little breather with my babies!

They say the first few months are the hardest when you have babies so close together. I feel like we have made it over the biggest mountains, but we still have challenging minutes, hours, days, etc. Yet, I wouldn’t have it any other way when I look at my sweet girls! J

We are all surviving though.....despite my girls staying sick. I had to put it in perspective the other day. I feel like my girls are ALWAYS sick….they are never well. But, when I stop to think about it we don’t have the big sicknesses (they never have fever, infections, etc…knock on wood!) they just constantly have allergies and respiratory issues. My car & phone are on auto-pilot to the Dr. office it seems. ;( The Dr. has told us there is nothing else she can do for either of them. We cannot get allergies and asthma/resp. issues under control with dr. care anymore so we went to see a pediatric allergist last week (more to come on that) with both of them to try and get them some relief (as well as mommy and daddy—it is utterly stressful and exhausting when your babies have to have meds everyday (UGH!), breathing machine has to be lugged around day after day and breathing treatments administered. Neither of them sleeps well as they continuously cough (which means mom does not sleep well, either), Poor Paislyn wakes up in hives often as a result of her allergies and B’s skin eczema flares up when her lungs are giving her trouble. I get discouraged and frustrated over all of this daily, but I am trying to be positive and thankful that I have 2 happy (yes, even when they do not feel well both are always extremely smiley & happy—the Dr’s office always comments that I have the “happiest sick babies”) and relatively healthy babies that I get to raise each and every day. They are here and they are mine and I am one lucky mama!!! J

Here is a picture overload of the cuteness that fills my house and heart EVERY single day! :)

School picture day

Her first real (full) pony-tail. It was not by choice either--it was because she decided to rub her jelly from her biscuit all over her hair and we had NO time to wash it to get it out--I scrubbed and combed it out as best I could and then it just went up. :)