What a weekend. Holy crap!

I may have overextended myself just a bit. I think that it was worth it though.

Friday evening we worked it out so that the nanny would come and watch the babies since she didn’t work on Monday and Tuesday with advance notice, so the split shift sort of evened out the work/pay ratio for us. We went out to dinner with another couple and I was able to eat a nice supper without a baby pterodactyl screaming on my lap. Of course I didn’t take photos of my food though, since I never remember to take photos of anything and then when I try my phone’s memory is completely full. Anyway, I had bacon wrapped scallops with Swiss chard.. and I also had champagne and pineapple juice, you know, because I really like to flirt with diabetes. After dinner we headed to a local venue to see HR from Bad Brains (my husband is a supah old punk rocker) play. It was kind of a gamble since the man is known for never showing up to an engagement, ever. He was there though! Wearing a blue wig and a suit! They played a couple of Bad Brains songs, a lot of reggae, and once rousing rendition of kumbaya my lord (how do you spell kumbaya?). Needless to say we stayed up far too late.

Saturday morning my sweet sweet babies slept on and off until 10:00 am. It was like they heard the drunk mother’s prayers as I went to sleep in the wee hours of the morning. My mom came over for a few hours and we played with Cash and Patience while Chad slept in (because that what dads do). We also let the babies “self feed” themselves some yogurt. As in they flailed around their little rubber spoons and wiped goop all over their faces. They had fun though, and that is what matters most… grumble grumble BLW is stupidly messy. 

At 2 we had some friends come over for a late lunch, time to play with the babies since no one has really seen us between going on trips/ locking ourselves away with screaming babies lately. The twins seriously had a wonderful time being passed around, tickled, and kissed. They even napped! I can seriously say that now that the twins are a little over 6 months old, life has gotten even better! It has never been bad, but it was definitely rough for a while there. We still haven’t gotten much sleep, but are just kind of rolling with it instead of being upset about it now (most of the time). As soon as our group of friends left we packed up the twins and headed over to my lovely English friend’s place to celebrate her birthday! We all had an amazingly fun time! Chad sat down on the floor and played with the twins and their friend Wills for hours while I socialized and stuffed my face with hummus and cheese. Needless to say we stayed up far too late.

Sunday morning the babies and I woke up around 9 and camped out in the living room for a while before getting ready to drive to LA. I was hoping to leave by 10:30, which would have us arriving at BoobiePalooza around 12:30 or 1… but in true Indian Time tradition we ended up leaving the house at 12. I do not know what was up, but the twins were screaming their little heads off all morning, making it very hard to get dressed/pack up their diaper bag. Chad’s back was seized up from sitting on the floor for hours the night before (seemed like a good idea at the time?), so it took him a long time to physically get up.. then he had to do a hot soak on his back so it would loosen up at all. It was just a rough time! I guess the twins tired themselves out though, since they slept the entire way to LA. We FINALLY got to BoobiePalooza at just after 2pm, when the twins promptly woke up and started screaming for boob time. I seriously feel like my ears are STILL ringing from all the cries on Sunday!

As soon as we walked in the doors I got to meet and hug on Kali (BumbleeBees), her sweet Baby D, Heather (the-mommy-diaries), and sweet baby Emberly for all of 5 seconds before I needed to find a spot to sit down and nurse to avoid another round of melt downs. Boobie Palooza was so cool! It was also a little overwhelming, crowded, and HOT! I nursed the twins, and realized that Chad also looked like he might have a tantrum if he didn’t eat soon so I text Heather to let her know that I needed to make sure he ate, and that we wanted to shop the vendors a little too. Of course we had to rush since we got there late enough that people were starting to pack up their free bees and such! We also got there late enough that the food trucks were mostly out of FOOD! Fail! Eventually Chad got some food in his system (including some milk cookies, shhhh!), we zipped around the vendors where I signed up for a few raffles, and we bought these super cool teething toys that the twins didn’t have yet but always steal from their friend Wills when we see him. Then we managed to find a place to park the stroller, and headed over to the seats that Heather and Kali saved for us to listen to Dr. Karp and some other people speak. After about 2 minutes of that Patience started up with the pterodactyl screams, Dr. Karp started speaking against co-sleeping, and Chad had a minor panic attack. Sigh. He decided to take Patience out for some air (it was seriously so hot!), while I sat and listened with Cash, while making funny faces at Emberly and Baby D, for a little while longer. Once I realized that 20 minutes went by and Chad wasn’t back yet I went to look for him. I found him sitting outside in a secluded area… poor guy. He said that between Patience crying, the guy talking about smothering babies while bed sharing, and all the moms looking to see “who didn’t have the happiest baby on the block” he felt freaked out and judged. Of course I have no pictures of the day.

So… what should a seriously over tired and stressed out family do? Go to Disneyland!!!! Sometimes, I really question my judgement. 

Needless to say, we stayed up far too late.

Oh man, I didn’t even tell you about Patience’s first boo boo on Friday. I’ll just have to write another post on that. 

Right now I am going to finish pumping and drink another cup of horrible coffee.