Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Tots & Turkey

Green bean casserole and stuffing in the oven. Turkey waiting to be prepped.Dad on his way over. Louis and the boys napping. We are having a Thanksgiving dinner with some friends today. It'll be our third year hosting a Thanksgiving. Nothing fancy. No new tablecloth, mix matched dishes that'll probably turn to paper plates, not enough seats at the table, but just right nonetheless.

 The brothers are too little to understand this whole holiday mess, but I know they're going to love it. I already feel like a kid again and I'm so grateful that I get to relive these years through the eyes of my sweet boys. I can't wait to have traditions with them, to teach them to cook, watch movies, to play and laugh and scream with excitement around people who love them so dearly. I'm gonna savor every second and hold on to this magical feeling forever.

 Before I get back in the kitchen, and grab some bottles since my Rocco boo is now awake, here's a quick update:

 At 6 months, the brothers tried real food! So far they've had avocado, sweet potato and green beans. Obviously their least favorite at this point is green beans. Rocco is impatient and hungry, Sonny is curious but not famished, and I am learning all the do's and don'ts of baby cuisine. They're sleeping great, though I'm afraid to mention that because every time I do it seems like they regress.

They chatter away in the morning and bang their toys on their cribs. If they see us, their little faces light up into the most perfect, giant smiles and it's all I can do not to explode right in front of them. I can never wait to wrap my arms around their tiny bodies and kiss their squishy cheeks. I've always been a morning person, but even more so these days. We sing and dance and bop around until they insist on having breakfast, then eat, play, rest, and do it again. All day long.

 They're both about 20 pounds of delight and in the 84-86 perecentiles for both height and weight - and every day around here is absolute heaven.


Happy Thanksgiving week, friends!

Friday, November 6, 2015

These days.

This time last year we were on a west coast trip which started in San Diego, stopped in LA, and ended in Seattle. I dreamt of the getaway for months and couldn't wait to visit some of my very best friends. The vacation turned out a little different than planned because I was newly pregnant, and ill at the thought of eating as well as not eating. Turns out the first trimester is not the most fun traveling companion. We slept a lot. Lounged in hotels. Drove. It was our last trip together that involved a plane ride. We were in the most nerve wracking phase of our pregnancy, but being together just us with no work or day to day stresses, and talking about everything with sweet friends brought some excitement to our situation.

I imagined what today would look like for a whole year but I can't really remember what I imagined. Maybe I could never really picture it. Yesterday a friend asked me what we do everyday so I've been thinking about that. What do we do?

The days are both long and short, but by the end, I am always tired and always wishing I could wake up my sweet boys for one more hug and kiss.

The babies are starting to notice each other. They stare at each other and sometimes smile. They chew on each other's hands. They also just realized they have hands. If I smile at them, they giggle. They fall asleep in their Papa's arms. They are rarely not smiling. They squeal and chirp and squeak and scream. Usually with joy. We go from couch, to floor, to bed, to bumbo, to swing and repeat all day long singing songs, listening to records, playing with toys and having bottles. Sometimes I pretend to be exasperated while I pick up toys - "sheesh boys, you have really made a mess today." Really, I just love seeing their little things everywhere and I love picking them up and putting them away.

We went to 2 sing alongs this week. Sing alongs are tricky with twins, but watch out singleton mamas, once my boys are sitting up I'll join the rest of you, with the racing and cramming to get my kids a front row spot in the circle. Today I held Sonny for 2 songs, bounced him around, waved his chubby little arms, then quickly fastened him back into his carseat stroller position and attempted to pry Rocco out for his turn, when I realized he was asleep. Shist. How anyone could fall asleep during that madness I will never know. By the end both babies were sound to sleep but I think that they loved it. I'm sure they did. Then we walked around the neighborhood and like always, I felt like proudest mama alive.

Being a twin mom is (so far) extra cool because everyone wants to talk about it. And I mean everyone. Most days I even meet a twin or parents of twins. We exchange stories and I ask if their kids are best friends. Anyway, it's kind of like being in a club only we don't fit anywhere and I'm doing too much juggling to talk to any other club members.

They are currently the most perfect size for holding and hugging and I can't imagine even one thing that feels better than this. 

Monday, November 2, 2015

Tiny Treats

Sike. I was not back to my old self because I was overtaken with bronchitosaurus. That's the boy mom version. The good news for me and everyone else is that today I'm back to my old self thanks to some steroids, antibiotics, codeine and lots of sleep courtesy of Louis.  So the past week or so I have been hacking my life away but still doing fun stuff in silence....like...

Happy Halloween!
Or Treat?!
Skeleton Twins?
Tiny. Nighties.
Trick Or Treating neighborhood block party partyyyy!
Midday Modeling Shoot. 
Trying not to get the baby sick but he's so cute all I want to do is jam my face against his gooey squishiness. 
Babies let's please have a nap.
Poor tiny may have gotten a little bit sick. 
But first I forgot about our Tuesday movie date. Nothing like jarring music and subtitles for Hawks with Babies but hey, it's the first bad movie we've seen at this baby event. And I had a beer so it's still a win. 
Sweet baby loves his toy even while napping.
Marathoning in the hood.
And today after the pediatrician (babies have a tiny cold but they are fine thank goodness), the most beautiful fall weather and walk through the park.
Snack time at home...jams till noon is all the rage. 
Lounge seession.
Dream babies breakin my heart with this hand holding. 
Roll practice. 
Besties playtime.
Snoozey boo while mama gets some work done.

Hope everyone had a fun Halloween! My little skeletons obviously loved it and I certainly enjoyed eating the Reeses Pieces. I'm excited for this week, hope you are too!