My best friend had a baby about 15 months ago and guess what, she had another one a month ago. This was my go-to girl. My party girl. My wing-woman. We actually made these pink business cards with our pics and phone numbers on them. You know "for a good time, call..." We used to answer our phones and say "Party central, this is Bunny."*
And now she's got two babies in diapers.
Two. Babies. In. Diapers.
Talk about a change. Also, she is an "import" - that's what we call the millions of people who flock to the "O.C." because it rules here. So, as an import - she has NO family here. I am her family. And I take the job pretty seriously.
Her husband has the type of job that keeps him away over night. Last night was the first full day and night that she was alone. So after work, I hit the market and went to her house to help and make dinner.** I haven't cooked anything in a while, so I hit up Mrs. F's page to see what I could find that would be healthy and easy (emphasis on the easy). Mrs. F is my go-to reference for all things hip motherly (and now Amish - I'm on book 4!) I made her pork tenderloin and HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS MEAT - it was soooooooo tasty and tender and delish. I think my friend is considering leaving her husband and marrying me.*** ha ha.
Hanging with the two babies - wowsers. I can now see why she was so freaked out. I mean - how do moms with twins handle it? What if they cry at the same time? What if they poop at the same time? What if they're hungry at the same time? How can you give one the attention and not the other? This shit is hard. AND it makes me think that OCTO-Mom is really f'n crazy.
Luckily the older one can be entertained by watching Hi-5 OVER AND OVER AND OVER again****. She actually cried when it would end. I stayed with her through bath time, then bed time.
Then I went home and drank a bottle of wine, realizing that my grass is pretty green right now.
*Seriously, we did.
**See, I will be a good wifey someday.
***We have been accused of that MANY-O times.
****We all danced and danced to that stupid show and it hurt my calf. oops.