THE SYSTEM THAT WORKED….

--We had a system worked out when it came to the whole process Of feeding and changing babies. As much as I could I tried to give my wife a break. When it came time to feed, or change the little darling’s I let her sleep or try to relax as much as I could.
--Because I figured she deserved it. I mean nine months of having her innards kicked around, and then delivering the little pumpkin‘s by having her poor body darn near split in half. Was enough to darn drive me over the edge. And all I had to do was try and comfort the poor thing while my wife did all the work. I can’t even image what it would have like having go through it.
--And after wards she would look at me and smile and say when the little one was finally out ,“Isn't He/She cute?”.  I know dang well I couldn't do it. In fact  smiling would have been the last thing on my mind after going through all that.
--I have to give her a lot of credit. Going through the whole process four time's would of driven me over the edge. But not her. She was quite happy about the whole process.
--So I figured the lest I could do was feed and change the little darlings. Which was a adventure in itself but I’ll save that for latter.
--It wasn’t a perfect system mostly because my wife refused to go along with it. Being stubborn in general and having mommy mode kick in isn’t really a good combination to try to buck. But I was determined and eventually she gave in…..