It's Friday!
One day closer to Sunday, which means a trip to the big city and I.K.E.A. Woo-hoo!
Nothing makes me happier than walking around that super large store, telling myself that I could reconstruct those rooms in MY house. It'll be a trip full of looking, with little buying, but I really need a couple more banana baskets for my entertainment center and some picture frames for the babies' room.
I've been looking for simple white or natural wood frames for over 2 months. The idea is 3 frames above each crib, with pictures of the little ones. I just can't seem to find what I want at a price I'm willing to pay.
Please, I.K.E.A, don't let me down...
Do you have any big plans for the weekend?
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Show & Tell : Date Night
Last Saturday night, M. and I had the opportunity to actually go out for a few hours without the kids!
It was the first time since May, when we went away for our anniversary. M. didn't get off work until 8 that night, so his parents came over to our house because everyone should have been in bed. This was a big step, usually we take Miss O. to them, plus we added 2 babies!
So, where did we go?
A romantic dinner?
Catch a movie?
Out for coffee & conversation?
No, none of the above...
As we left our home, THIS is what we looked like:
Yup, Bert & Ernie!
Not very romantic, but we headed out to a small costume party for a few hours.
I felt like Cinderella with a midnight curfew, but I had a great time mingling with former co-workers and catching up with friends.
Hopefully, we can have another "date night" soon!
Oh, since you've seen the twins in their costumes and now M. and I, here's Miss O.
It was the first time since May, when we went away for our anniversary. M. didn't get off work until 8 that night, so his parents came over to our house because everyone should have been in bed. This was a big step, usually we take Miss O. to them, plus we added 2 babies!
So, where did we go?
A romantic dinner?
Catch a movie?
Out for coffee & conversation?
No, none of the above...
As we left our home, THIS is what we looked like:
Yup, Bert & Ernie!
Not very romantic, but we headed out to a small costume party for a few hours.
I felt like Cinderella with a midnight curfew, but I had a great time mingling with former co-workers and catching up with friends.
Hopefully, we can have another "date night" soon!
Oh, since you've seen the twins in their costumes and now M. and I, here's Miss O.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tears & Yawns
Tears, cries, sobbing.
That was what you would have seen last night if you peeked into the windows at Not The Path I Chose.
Some of the tears shed were from the babies, but most of them were mine...
The twins usually wake up at least once a night to eat. Pretty Girl got up first, nursed for a good 30 minutes and went right back down. Shortly after, Big Boy started snorting. When he's hungry, between cries, he'll snort.
Loudly.
It's the funniest thing, him sounding like a baby pig!
So, I brought him in and he started to nurse. Even though he's bottle fed during the day, we've managed to continue to nurse at night. I really enjoyed this time with him, and it took the sting away about not breastfeeding him exclusively.
After 30 minutes, he fell back asleep and I placed him back in the crib next to Pretty Girl.
That's when I smelled it.
Poop.
As I picked Pretty Girl up, the scent got stronger. We went over to the changing table and as I started to change her, my half asleep mind snapped to attention as I realized it was a blow-out.
I had to change her AND the bed.
If this wasn't bad enough at 3 am, Big Boy wakes back up and starts to scream, then snort alternately. No matter how hard I try to calm him down, he wouldn't. I finally break down, head downstairs and make a bottle.
He sucked down the 4 ounces like he hadn't ate in hours. That's when my tears started.
I'm pretty sure our nursing days are done.
After nursing for 30 minutes, Big Boy should not eat a 4 ounce bottle...something isn't working. I'm sad to lose this special time with him, but I recognize that I've got to do what works best for him.
So, I'll continue to pump as much as I can to supplement his bottles.
This shouldn't bother me this badly. I'm still exclusively breast feeding Pretty Girl.
I think that's the problem.
My heart feels badly that I can't make it work for both of them. My subconscious is beating me up. That I'm giving her something, while robbing him of something.
All those thoughts that grow exponentially with a lack of sleep. Things always seem worse when you need zzz's.
Yawn.
I'm going to try to push those thoughts to the back of my mind, at least until I get a nap.
Wish me luck.
That was what you would have seen last night if you peeked into the windows at Not The Path I Chose.
Some of the tears shed were from the babies, but most of them were mine...
The twins usually wake up at least once a night to eat. Pretty Girl got up first, nursed for a good 30 minutes and went right back down. Shortly after, Big Boy started snorting. When he's hungry, between cries, he'll snort.
Loudly.
It's the funniest thing, him sounding like a baby pig!
So, I brought him in and he started to nurse. Even though he's bottle fed during the day, we've managed to continue to nurse at night. I really enjoyed this time with him, and it took the sting away about not breastfeeding him exclusively.
After 30 minutes, he fell back asleep and I placed him back in the crib next to Pretty Girl.
That's when I smelled it.
Poop.
As I picked Pretty Girl up, the scent got stronger. We went over to the changing table and as I started to change her, my half asleep mind snapped to attention as I realized it was a blow-out.
I had to change her AND the bed.
If this wasn't bad enough at 3 am, Big Boy wakes back up and starts to scream, then snort alternately. No matter how hard I try to calm him down, he wouldn't. I finally break down, head downstairs and make a bottle.
He sucked down the 4 ounces like he hadn't ate in hours. That's when my tears started.
I'm pretty sure our nursing days are done.
After nursing for 30 minutes, Big Boy should not eat a 4 ounce bottle...something isn't working. I'm sad to lose this special time with him, but I recognize that I've got to do what works best for him.
So, I'll continue to pump as much as I can to supplement his bottles.
This shouldn't bother me this badly. I'm still exclusively breast feeding Pretty Girl.
I think that's the problem.
My heart feels badly that I can't make it work for both of them. My subconscious is beating me up. That I'm giving her something, while robbing him of something.
All those thoughts that grow exponentially with a lack of sleep. Things always seem worse when you need zzz's.
Yawn.
I'm going to try to push those thoughts to the back of my mind, at least until I get a nap.
Wish me luck.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Setting My Mind To It
Since the twins were born, finding time to do anything that I enjoy has definitely gone to the back burner.
Rightfully so, the way it should have.
Now that they are nearing the 4 month mark, and are starting to fall into some patterns and, dare I say it, somewhat of a schedule...it's time for me to claim at least a small sliver of "me" time back.
I've missed blogging.
I miss reading and commenting on other blogs.
I miss spewing my thoughts out onto the keyboard.
That's where NaBloPoMo comes in.
I'm accepting Suzy's challenge, and I'm going to post everyday for the next 30 days.
My hope is that this will help me feel a little more like "me" these days.
Help me find my writing mojo again and give me a reason to go back over all the drafts I have, clean them up and hit publish.
Won't you join us?
Rightfully so, the way it should have.
Now that they are nearing the 4 month mark, and are starting to fall into some patterns and, dare I say it, somewhat of a schedule...it's time for me to claim at least a small sliver of "me" time back.
I've missed blogging.
I miss reading and commenting on other blogs.
I miss spewing my thoughts out onto the keyboard.
That's where NaBloPoMo comes in.
I'm accepting Suzy's challenge, and I'm going to post everyday for the next 30 days.
My hope is that this will help me feel a little more like "me" these days.
Help me find my writing mojo again and give me a reason to go back over all the drafts I have, clean them up and hit publish.
Won't you join us?
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Surviving...
...barely.
Lots of cobwebs around these parts lately.
Posts float around in my head all day long, yet every time I sit down in front of the computer, I can only manage to type out about ten words before a baby cries. At night, while I'm nursing, I'm reading blogs, but it's hard to type comments from my i.pod...I have great intentions of returning to posts during the daylight hours to comment, but they never transpire. So, please know that I'm still reading, and hope to offer support to you soon!
I'm on borrowed time, so I'll update in bullet form...hopefully I can get it all out before I'm needed!
Lots of cobwebs around these parts lately.
Posts float around in my head all day long, yet every time I sit down in front of the computer, I can only manage to type out about ten words before a baby cries. At night, while I'm nursing, I'm reading blogs, but it's hard to type comments from my i.pod...I have great intentions of returning to posts during the daylight hours to comment, but they never transpire. So, please know that I'm still reading, and hope to offer support to you soon!
I'm on borrowed time, so I'll update in bullet form...hopefully I can get it all out before I'm needed!
- Big Boy & Pretty Girl are just over 3 months old! I have a 3 month post in the works, but we'll see if it ever is completed.
- Sleep is a becoming a problem again. After sleeping pretty good for about a month and a half, the twins have started to wake up many times a night...I'm surviving on copious amounts of caffeine.
- It sucks that you can have lost all your baby weight, yet NONE of your pre-baby pants fit.
- Pretty Girl loves to coo at anyone or anything. Her little voice is so sweet and she looks at you like she's carrying on a conversation.
- Big Boy rolled over from his belly to his back on Sunday. He hates "tummy time" and if I put him on his tummy, he immediately rolls over to his back now.
- I'm planning a baby shower for my sister with all my "free time".
- Strangers like to ask me, "If I'm sure..." about how old the twins are after I tell them. Yes, I gave birth to them, I'm pretty sure I know how old they are.
- My time nursing Big Boy is quickly coming to an end. He only nurses in the middle of the night now, and last night he nursed at 3am, yet woke up screaming at 4:30am starved and refused the br.east. I gave in and gave him a bottle and he slept until after 8.
- I miss exercise. I've yet to find time to do so.
- M. is a super dad! Last Wednesday night, he sent me off to a Mothers of Twins meeting...knowing that Pretty Girl won't take a bottle. He managed to get all three to bed, allowing me to stay away from home for 3 hours! And he got her to take 2 oz. of EBM from a bottle.
- Medical bills suck.
- Halloween costumes have been selected. Miss O. will be Tink.er.bell and the twins are going to be 2 peas in a pod.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Drum Roll, please...
Big Boy's weight this week...
8 pounds, 3 ounces!!!
He gained almost a pound in a week! Now, he had a 4 ounce bottle about a half hour before the appointment, I couldn't hold him off, he was hungry...but he definitely put on some good weight.
Doctor was happy, said to keep doing what we're doing.
That made this Momma happy and allowed her to relax a little. I think the LC's and doctor were right, he just was working too hard trying to nurse all day long, and needed to not expend as many calories as he was taking in.
Over the last week, Big Boy has been such a happy baby. Unless he's really hungry, he hasn't really fussed at all. Seeing smiles and hearing him coo have really made me feel like we've made the best choice at this point. And, I still nurse him at least once a day, so I have a little of that special time, too.
Pumping is going better, but I don't know if I'll ever pump enough for him to get full bottles of breast milk. I'm going to continue to try for that goal, but I realize now that either way he'll be okay.
What's important is that he's getting some breast milk, he's happy, and he's growing.
I can't ask for much more than that.
8 pounds, 3 ounces!!!
He gained almost a pound in a week! Now, he had a 4 ounce bottle about a half hour before the appointment, I couldn't hold him off, he was hungry...but he definitely put on some good weight.
Doctor was happy, said to keep doing what we're doing.
That made this Momma happy and allowed her to relax a little. I think the LC's and doctor were right, he just was working too hard trying to nurse all day long, and needed to not expend as many calories as he was taking in.
Over the last week, Big Boy has been such a happy baby. Unless he's really hungry, he hasn't really fussed at all. Seeing smiles and hearing him coo have really made me feel like we've made the best choice at this point. And, I still nurse him at least once a day, so I have a little of that special time, too.
Pumping is going better, but I don't know if I'll ever pump enough for him to get full bottles of breast milk. I'm going to continue to try for that goal, but I realize now that either way he'll be okay.
What's important is that he's getting some breast milk, he's happy, and he's growing.
I can't ask for much more than that.
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