My best friend in the whole wide world is going to have twins.
Woot Woot! Yippee! Yeah!
I secretly think she did this on purpose because she wants to be just like me in just about every way. I mean, we both have the name Jen. We both are funny and totally hot. We both have mostly boy children. We are both nurses.
But I was the only one with multiples… until now.
I totally called her having twins.
In the early months of her pregnancy, she was super duper sick. Like getting up to puke in the toilet was too much for her and would cause her to puke more. She was slightly worried as to why with this pregnancy she was so sick and not with her others. It was weird. So the doctor did an ultrasound and BAM! Two babies.
She called to tell me.
Driving home from my doctor’s appointment.
It’s twins, right?
You are totally having twins. I knew it.
SQUEEEEEEE! Really?! Twins?
That is so amazing.
And our conversation went on like that for another 20 minutes with her saying, “yup, twins” and me saying “that’s amazing” like a billion times.
Since then we both can come to terms with her having twins and have been happily awaiting their arrival.
Well, my girl likes a complicated life.
I guess, she didn’t really like her life more complicated life but things happen and as the saying goes, ‘when it rains, it pours’.
What I mean by that is, last week I got a text from her telling me that she was in the ER with her son who had decided to make a flying leap off their staircase and land knees first on their stone harth.
Why all little boys think they can fly is beyond me.
Anyway, her son now has a broken leg. He is in a full leg cast and can’t walk. And preschool started for him which means my friend has to go to his preschool class and carry him around. She does use a stroller at times but more often than not, she is lugging around a 35lb 4 yr old plus two 2lb (each) twins in her belly.
Essentially, she is carrying three children around at once. Now, I am not a stranger to this but it still sucks ass, no matter how you slice it.
To say she is miserable, would be an understatement.
Since I am her friend and I totally understand her pain.
I came up with an idea of how to help… She can ‘baby wear’ her preschooler.
Yup, she can just have her husband strap that boy on her back and then go about her day. I am not expert on baby wearing but I have read about it on the internet so this has to work. I figure the weight of him on her back will probably cancel out the weight of her belly and it will be all good.
Yup, I told you it was brilliant. I tried it for myself. Total success!
1. Happy boy on momma’s back
2. Sucker to keep boy’s mouth happy so that he is not talking in mommy’s ear all day. The more the talker the bigger the sucker should be.
3. Broken leg, hopefully healing quickly
4. Baby carrier or baby wrap, whatever is prefered.
5. Belly full o’ twins
6. Many diapers packed into wrap so that kid can just pee since there is no way he is getting out and back in again with out major help for bathroom breaks.
7. Happy Mommy
8. Giving new meaning to baby wearing
I don’t know about you but I think she is going to love my idea. I know that if I had to have a son break a leg and be pregnant with twins, I would totally love this idea.