Do you like our matching shoes??? My baby doll is always close by.
AND I look this adorable even when I wear my lunch all over my clothes.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tooth Count
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Who Knew?
Who ever would have known that I grew, in my little belly, TWO of the coolest people ever?
Just one of my random thoughts the other day as our babies were chowing down their lunch...
Monday, January 18, 2010
A 6AM Treat
I always thought the sound of an alarm clock was the worst sound in the world to have wake me up. Now my perspective has changed a bit. A screaming baby/babies isn't so fun either. At least when the alarm clock wakes me up, I have a warm shower and a cup of coffee to nurse upon rolling out of bed. That screaming baby means WORK. The day has begun, ready or not. Most likely NOT if the screaming baby woke me. Oh, I might be lucky to get a super-fast shower at some point. I may even get some coffee. Although it probably will have been reheated 5-6 times before I get a sip. (Waking up to a cooing baby on the other hand--well that is pure bliss!)
Today was one of those screaming baby days. Our Pearl woke up screaming, which resulted in our Big Daddy waking up as well. Brian was able to get Lila back down with a quick insertion of her beloved paci, but with the Linc-man, well it was clear that he was just mad. I mean he had a screaming baby wake him up too right?!? Well I tried a couple times to settle him, but I could tell by his cry, my attempts were not going to be successful. And they were not. So I did what we so seldom do...I picked him up. And I rocked him. And he cuddled right up to my neck and fell fast asleep. And I enjoyed every sweet second of it. I felt his soft breaths on my neck, I felt his skin touching my own, I listened to the sweet sucking he made on his paci. I was in heaven. And as we approach the big 1st birthday, (DEEP BREATH KARLA), I was reflecting on that tiny boy we brought into our home. I thought about those couple of days when he slept on the light bed, and how I sat right next to him holding his itty-bitty hands and rubbing his head. And now, well now I had his long legs wrapped around my body. I was rubbing his big ole' hands, his daddy's hands on my boy. I was looking at those long eyelashes and chubby cheeks. I was living in a sweet moment that I will cherish forever. And I was thankful, thankful for my screaming-baby-alarm clock on this morning.
And I was thankful for the phone that was with me to capture this picture...
Friday, January 15, 2010
Who Are The Parents Of These Kids???
Will someone please feed this dude?
And while you're at it, how about some pants for the little gal?
Thursday, January 14, 2010
When Daddy's Away, We Will Play
Lila, Lincoln + I survived. Brian has been away all week for business, and it was all-me and only-me for the first time since they were born. Brian has had plenty of business trips this past year, but I have always had someone stay with me to lighten the load. (Thanks Mom + Kelley!) So yes, I'm pooped. We had a blast. We missed Daddy. Mostly though, we are happy to be Swishx4 once again.
So what exactly did we do when Daddy was gone...
Mama lets us crawl all over boxes and make forts. (Thank you diapers.com)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Lucky ME!
Daddy's out of town. It's midnight. 2 babies screaming in their cribs. Lucky me! I get to listen to them cry this out without reinforcement.
Did I mention this never happens??? Seriously, never happens.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Trouble
Saturday, January 9, 2010
1st Night
We are living in a world of firsts. Tonight is the 1st night my twin babies are sleeping in separate rooms. They have always been together--first in my tummy, then in the cradle, then in one crib and finally in separate cribs in the same room. Kinda crazy! We are doing a little fine-tuning on a sleep issue before the big birthday next month. Hopefully it will just take 2-3 nights of unhappy cries before it is resolved. If you see us in the next few days, please feel free to offer caffeine.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Ode To Breastfeeding
You can file this post under too much information if: A.) you can't handle the word breast and/or nipple, or B.) can't handle the very thought of breastfeeding! So just stop reading right now if that describes you. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Last chance for the sqeamish. Turn away now...
So here we are, approaching the first birthday of our twins. (Deep breath Karla!) When I was pregnant, many people asked me if I intended to nurse the babies. So many people in fact, that I began to wonder if they knew something I didn't. Others would just offer their opinions that I would never be able to do it, my body wouldn't be able to keep up or make enough milk for two babies, perhaps I should start stock-piling the formula, etc. So when the nurse handed me both babies minutes after their birth and asked if I was going to nurse them, I was like....Ummm, I'll give it a try. Cut to 5 seconds later, 2 nurses grabbing 2 boobies and placing 2 babies on them. I know, great visual right! Fast-forward to now and the end is in sight. I have successfully nursed these babies all the way to my goal of 12 months. And the weaning has begun. :)
As with everything having to do with twins, I must make sure to give credit to others who helped on this journey.
*The many nurses who fondled me so much in the hospital I'm sure my huz was jealous.
*The super-patient and helpful lactation consultants. (I had heard these ladies were nazi-ish when it came to nursing. NOT TRUE in my case.)
*The home-care nurse who looked at my boob, when Lincoln was a week old and learning to nurse, and said...'I've seen worse.' Ummm...ouch!
*Lamisol cream and Playtex gel pads for getting me through the first two weeks.
*Nursing pads--24/7. 'Not have enough milk' they said, YEAH RIGHT!!!!
*My super-fantastic husband who pretty much did everything while I sat on my butt and fed babies all day, every day in the beginning. Diaper-changing king for sure!
*The boppy pillow. One of the best baby inventions ever.
*Lila Pearl for coming out hungry. She was the only one of three of us who seemed to know what to do. My little teacher.
*Lincoln Scott. My lil' dude who patiently worked with his mama until we both figured it out. Determination must be genetic?!?
*And lastly God--Thank you for giving me the best (leaky) cleavage of my life.
I know breastfeeding isn't what's best for everyone, and I am totally supportive of that. I just feel super-blessed. Blessed that my determination paid off. Blessed to have two super-healthy babies. Blessed because what I once thought was a little strange and creepy became one of my greatest accomplishments to date. Another way becoming a mama has softened me up. Dang it!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Eagle Hunt
Today we went on an adventure. We loaded the babes up and headed north to the Skagit Valley in search of hungry eagles on the Sauk + Skagit rivers. This is a 2 1/2 hour drive. EACH WAY! The babies were very good and we saw dozens and dozens of beautiful eagles. NW peeps...do this! You will not be disappointed.
Daddy got Lila--
Swish x4--
Yes, I can still hold them both. (And I have to do it a lot!)--
The babies reward for being so good??? Playing in the gravel!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
The Pony-Tail
Lila got to rock her first pony tail recently. She had been only growing her hair out for 10 months! Way to go baby.
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