Sleepless Nights in Winchester

There are many people out there who wanted to know how our first night with the twins went. The only way that I can tell you is that if you've ever had a child, multiply it by two and you'll have your answer. If you've never had a child, now would be a great time to jump on the band wagon and find out. When you get to that special night, remember this: it will be the longest night of your life. I promise.

It seemed like I had retreated to bed some twenty-eight times BEFORE midnight! Once I had gotten one of the boys to settle down, the other would pick up the tune of "I'm not going to bed without a fight." Jenny would attempt to feed each of them in turn, and that wouldn't get us anywhere either. They would pretend they were hungary, but once they were positioned, it was scream central. They wouldn't eat and they wouldn't sleep. Then we got a little smarter.

Last night the boys were milestones better than their first night in the house. We had remembered that for the last six weeks, the boys had lived the high life in the NICU. For you readers that have never visited a NICU, they are extremely busy and often times annoyingly noisy places. Constant beeps and buzzes from various machines designed to measure the mythediendate-scheylandanrantide of the left ventricle in the flaginmaginous receptive. Ok, it's not the scientific, but there are a lot of things going on. This invariably taught the boys how to sleep in places with constant noise and movement. When they came home, Jenny and I had to reconstruct the busy environment that they hailed from.

Hopefully tonight will not be as bad as that first night. I know that Jenny would greatly appreciate some rest, and I think that tonight may be a great opportunity for all of us to engage the Sandman.

Five Twin Firsts
1. First NASCAR race (Watkins Glen)
2. First ride in stroller
3. First extended walk outside
4. First look in a mirror
5. First time dad got peed on (courtesy Michael)