Anyhoo, we are readying the house for the impending challenges. I have revamped our laundry system by making a central hamper in our linen closet where previously there were drawers. I've stored every bed's sheets under their respective beds (in lidded boxes, of course) so there will be no searching for the correct set. We have the minivan. That's working out great. Lewis is out of the crib and comfortable in his lower bunk under Art, so that's good, too. We have added shelving to storage closets so their contents are more accessible. I will soon index much of what is in those closets so we will not have to waste time looking for things. I am leaving Lewis diaper free for long stretches of time in my determined efforts to have him potty trained by twin-arrival. So far so good. He can hold it until a potty is present, or until he laughs or cries really hard. Whichever comes first. And I have weaned him off being carried so as not to be lifting any more "heavy objects" as I continue to grow.
Mentally I am preparing as well. I practically meditate on the physical and emotional challenges of raising twin infants. The sleeplessness, the monotony, the desperate attempt to stay loving and attentive to my two older children, at least for small parts of the day. The other night I was up several times before morning to go to the bathroom or shake out my Restless Legs (a very annoying and unfortunate pregnancy symptom of mine) and I reminded myself of the plain reality that sleep will probably come in 30 to 90 minute intervals for a long time. That's infant raising. But it IS temporary. But with two, even if they eat simultaneously and wake, or are woken, simultaneously they still require twice the diaper changes, twice the burping time and twice the soothing to sleep time. There goes the two hours of sleep I used to grab with Art or Lewis when they were new.
Well, things could definitely be different. You really never know. Both of these new babies could be marathon sleepers from an early age. Maybe one of them will be that elusive baby that needs to be WOKEN to eat enough during the day!! (I've never met one, but I hear there are such newborns.) But just to be safe I am tearing my house apart and trying to put it back together in a new and almost-run-itself efficient way so those precious minute of sleep are not lost to trying to find the stain stick.