I am going to have to start doing finger exercises. Or maybe hand-eye coordination routines (I’m sure Jim would be thrilled if I started playing the Nintendo Wii with him for that purpose!). Judging by the girls’ insistent, indignant cries, my hands are not nearly quick enough – doing anything. I can’t diaper them fast enough, bathe them fast enough, and especially dress them fast enough. My inexperienced fingers stumble over those infernal little snaps as if I were attempting a vastly complicated piano performance. There must be a stopwatch in their minds that starts ticking the minute they reach consciousness, and if I am unable to complete the desired task within thirty seconds, their internal alarm sounds and they start singing like a tea kettle. A very loud, furious, tea kettle. But I must say, I am so thankful that the Lord has given us babies that are consolable. They may put up an awful fuss when they’re unhappy, and when mom’s manual dexterity is compromised, but they quiet right down to angelic silence as soon as they get what they want – which is usually just to be cuddled. And we’re more than happy to oblige!
I’m sure with just a little bit more time your fingers will have learned how to swiftly and deftly change, bathe, and soothe those angelic beings, even in your sleep!