Much Needed and Well Deserved Vacation

My vacation was sweeeeeet!!! I really thought I'd have difficulty sleeping through the night, what with my abhorrent sleeping patterns breastfeeding twins at night. Much to my pleasant surprise, I slept like a log. As in I doubt I even rolled to change positions, much less to use the loo. HA!!!

I ate to my heart's content and my gigantic tetas didn't fill up and get engorged. I drank plent of water and didn't have an embarrassing leaking episode once. I FULLjoyed my vacation, my time away from mommying everyone in my home, including my hubby was nothing but sheer bliss.

That elated sense of independence came to an end the very MOMENT I stepped into the doorway of my little apartment! I had an emotional breakdown. All my womanly hormones and stupid female sensitivity came crashing down on me. How in heavens did I survive FIVE (5) whole days without my kids???? [bad mommy.] If I could have bawled right there and then, I would have. I missed my Shy Fry banana chips, missed the comforting cooing noises of my Mootsie Chootsie Angelique and the grown up laughter from my washbelly Tootisie-Chicarito GJ. I missed the late talks that run into the midnight with my hubby, Gariece Sr. The chaos of feeding, burping, changing, tickling, nurturing and scolding that comes with being a mother of three.

My kids, they didn't disappoint me one bit, for every overwhelming feeling I experienced, I guess they were going through it too, cause my first night home they DID GIVE IT TO ME. One bag a chatting, cooing, laughing and they took the longest while to fall asleep on their own. {I believe in self-soothing} As though slumber would rob them of their mom, whom they've just been reunited with. Poor babies. I couldn't do that again [not so soon anyways] Mommy missed you guys just as much.