My favourite part of the day has to be going home after a long day at work (around 17:00), walking through the door and smooching our kids. Those little smiling faces, chubby little cheeks & elated shrieks just brighten up my day. We cuddle & play for around 15 minutes, after which I start making dinner (around 17:15) The Hubs tries to keep the kids entertained while I muck about in the kitchen. One baby starts crying… time for a snack to keep them happy (and mommy sane).
Daddy starts feeding the Trips at around 17:30, dinner is done at around 18:00. Followed by another couple of minutes of playing & smooching & cuddling & laughing.
Then it begins… while I adore bathing each little munchkin separately, it does take a whole lot of patience, energy & time.
Get 3 sets of clothes, vests & diapers out.
Get towels out & place them in the bathroom.
Start running bath water.
Run back to close the safety gate so they can’t get into the bathroom until it’s their turn.
Run back to the bathroom. (Who am I kidding… I don’t run)
Open safety gate, pick a baby, close safety gate… listen to other babies cry because they weren’t “the chosen one”
Take Trip 1 to their room (I alternate them every night), undress, chuck dirty nappy into bin, carry baby to bathroom.
Put baby in bath, start washing their body, rinsing, tickling…. What is that noise? Peek around the corner only to see “the others” ramming the safety gate to get to the bathroom. I chuckle to myself… winning!
Get back to washing Trip 1. Get towel. Take bath toy from Trip 1. Que tears & sobs. Console Trip 1.
Go back to room & dry Trip 1 off. Lather with cream, smush with some powder, nappy on… Wait… who is crying?? Pick up Trip 1 half-naked, go to living room… It was Trip 3, she fell over. Nothing broken and no blood. Go back to room and continue to dress Trip 1.
Ahh… Trip 1 done. (Only 1? Feels like I’ve been doing this for an hour!) Climb over safety gate as Trip 2 & 3 decided that they will hang onto that damn gate until it’s their turn. Put Trip one down on the play mat not making eye contact and turning around swiftly. Again… que crying and tears.
Take Trip 2, climb over safety gate as Trip 3 is still clinging onto that damn gate for dear life. And has somehow managed to get stuck in it. Once again, nothing broken, no blood… I just keep walking (you gotta pick your battles ya know).
Take Trip 2 to their room, undress, chuck dirty nappy into bin, carry baby to bathroom.
Put baby in bath, start washing their body, rinsing, tickling and playing. Get towel. Take bath toy from Trip 2. Que tears & sobs. Console Trip 2 and listen to “the others” signing the song of their people. Walk out of bathroom and peek into lounge. Nothing broken, no blood… keep on walking.
Go back to room & dry Trip 2 off. Lather with cream, smush with some powder, nappy on… vest? Damnit! Where is the vest? Bend down to get a vest from the drawer and get back up just in time to stop Trip 2 from falling from a dizzy height. Phew!! That was close.
Ahh… Trip 2 done. (I’m dying… when is it over?!) Climb over safety gate as Trip 3 has now permanently leased the spot right in front of the safety gate due to being stuck in it. Put Trip 2 down on the play mat, not making eye contact and turn around swiftly. I walk away slowly.
Whaaaaaat? No crying? Yay me!
Carefully dislodge Trip 3 form the gate, open safety gate and walk through it… like normal people do. Take Trip 3 to their room, undress, chuck dirty nappy into bin, carry baby to bathroom.
Put baby in bath, start washing their body, rinsing, tickling and playing. Get towel. Take bath toy from Trip 3. Que screaming. The bath was obvs way too short to their liking. Console Trip 3.
Walk out of bathroom and peek into lounge… Trip 1 & 2 playing peacefully. Ahh…. Cutest nunu’s
Go back to room & dry Trip 3 off. Lather with cream, smush with some powder, nappy on… now for the least favourite part… getting Trips 3’s clothes on. I can confidently say that I have mastered the art of dressing an acrobatic toddler. Once again… winning!
Trip 3… done! That wasn’t so bad! Lucky for me, I get to do it again tomorrow night!