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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

The Post I've Been Dreading ...

Well, here it is. The post I've been dreading. I knew this day would come. But I didn't want to have to write it. I knew I would be sad. I knew it would be irreversible. And yet, we still did it. And there is no turning back.

Here is a picture of the sweetest boy you will ever see. My Moop. I love him so much. He is a little angel, and totally a momma's boy. Isn't he gorgeous? Look at that head of hair of his! That thick hair and those beautiful curls, what's not to love, right? Here he is ... just a few minutes before ... the incident.

Moop and his hair

Moop and his hair


Moop and his hair

Moop and his hair

And of course, after it was all over.

Moop and his hair

Moop and his hair

He looks cute, right??? RIGHT???? I'm still sad ... but his hair was getting SO long ... and he was always getting annoyed with it in his face ... and with the summer coming, I think it would have been such a hassle. He looks so old now though ...

Mommy is still trying to adjust to the change ... tell me I didn't make a mistake by cutting it ... please???? For what it's worth, he seems to like it.

Moop and his hair


Monday, March 16, 2009

Hi all ...

I don't have too much to say ... but wanted to check in. I'm about 17 1/2 weeks ... how crazy is that? I'm feeling a lot better ... the morning sickness is gone finally. I'm still pretty tired, but that's about the extent of it. So I'm enjoying what I consider the "honeymoon" phase right now.

My kids are still insane and driving me crazy. They just moved up into the next classroom at school ... and in this room they start potty training them! Wow. The teacher already said that Boots is the potty training champ. She always is willing to sit down on the potty and try. Moop is willing to try too, but she said it's a little bit more of a fight to get him into the bathroom. No worries though, and no pressure. They will get there when they get there.

I can't believe they are going to be 2 in 3 weeks! OMG! Where the heck has the time gone??? They are just having an explosion of words and thoughts ... and they are like two little parrots. The just mimic EVERYTHING we say. Which is great, as well as somewhat annoying. hehe.

The original plan was for us to do a really low-key, immediate family only parent at our house, just cake, and thats it. Then my sister offered up her house, she has a big finished basement, so that we could extend to party to our cousins and their children as well. Well, my sister ended up selling her house in about 5 minutes, and is moving out by the end of March. And being that the party is scheduled for April 5th, we needed to find a new place. So we are doing it at a local VFW, but here's the kicker. My super wonderful sister has gotten them the coolest present. Two guys are coming to the party, one dresses up like Elmo, and you can take pics with him, and all kinds of stuff. And then they do face painting and balloon animals and all kinds of musical games. I hope the kids love it and don't cry. But honestly, it could go either way.

And at last, here are two super cute pics of the kids!
Cute Boot

Cute Moop


Monday, March 2, 2009

An update of my kids ...

I know, it's been a while. It's also been a post I've had a hard time writing. I mean, do you really want to write a post that everyone in your family, all your friends, and your blog friends will read that starts with "I can't take my kids anymore". Yeah, that's the post you are about to get. But fret not! It comes with pictures!

The twins are going to be 23 months this Thursday. Yes, one month shy of their 2nd birthday. I believe the terrible twos have started. If they haven't, kill me now. Because I can't have it get worse than this. I seriously can't.

I love my kids to pieces, to the end of the world and back. I truly do. So please don't mistake my bitching for anything other than that. And screw it, I'm pregnant with twins, I can bitch if I want to!

They are driving me and DH UP THE WALL! It's constant NO!. It's constant whining. It's constant fighting. It's constant pushing boundaries. They hit each other. They hit me. They laugh while they do it. They fully understand when I tell them not to do something. And then they proceed to do it anyway. They are Satan's spawn. Ok, maybe that last one was a little mellow dramatic.

I know it's normal. Those of you with singletons probably don't see it, and maybe don't get it. This is something that is very different with twins. Although a singleton may do a lot of the things I mentioned, there isn't the constant battle with their same aged sibling. Even if you have two kids, one is older, and probably understands better, so there is someone to reason with. I can't reason with anyone. Not even myself most days. If you just have one, there is no one that is invading your childs personal space 24/7. They might throw a tantrum, or throw a toy. But they aren't running up to their twin and smashing them in the head with the stupid jukebox from the play diner. Yes, this is my life. It's challenging, a lot of the time. They try my patience endlessly, and let me tell you guys, there wasn't a lot of patience to begin with.

Ahhhhh, I feel better to have just vented that all out. But now, onto the cute stuff!

Cute Boots
Boots is really turning into quite the lover. She is a Daddy's girl like no one's business. She will even say if I try to pick her up "No, No Mommy! Daddy up!" She is like an appendage to him. But now, if I pretend to cry, she runs over to me, gives me a big hug, and then kisses me firmly on the lips and says "No cryin' mommmy". Let's just say it melts my heart, and makes me pretend to cry like a million times a day. She is SUPER vocal and repeats pretty much every single thing either of us says, which makes for some fun. We may or may not have had her repeating curse words. I won't confirm or deny this. She is getting really good at sharing with Mr Moop, and saying sorry when she hurts him. Oh, it's doesn't stop her from hurting him first, but she always says I'm sorry afterwards. It's a start, I suppose. She's the prettiest thing ever, and she is so much my personality that at times it scares me. The teenage years are going to be a fucking nightmare. Yes, I had to drop the f-bomb, because I really feel that's how insane it is going to be. When I ask her "Where are Chrissy's babies?" she rubs my belly and says hi to them. She is even learning their names (which I'm not putting here yet, as they are my sister's to share with the world). But it's really cute to hear her say them. She refuses to sit on her highchair during her meals and will scream "SIT DADDY!" until DH takes her out of the highchair and puts her in his lap. Then she will happily smile away and eat her meal. Although we haven't started potty training, she is interested in her potty, and every night before her bath, she will take off her own diaper and sit on the potty and pee. So I'm hoping she will be the easier of the two to train. Oh, and she has started stripping down in her crib in the morning. A couple days in a row, DH found her start naked sitting in her crib. So, we have started duct taping her diaper so she can't get it off. Ah, the many uses of duct tape.

Cute Moop
Moop, on the other hand, is as crazy as the day is long! He's so happy all the time it's almost verging on insanity. He's always got a goofy grin on his face, and he's my little buddy. Just like his sister won't leave Daddy, he's a Mommy's boy. And no, I'm not hating it at all. His hair is still long and completely out of control and I can't help but love it. He is full of loves and hugs and kisses, and is always up for a cuddle. I LOVE that. He is a counting genius (or so I think) and he can count up to 13. I'm not sure why that number, but hey, so far, so good. He knows all his colors too, and his favorite is blue. He yells it everytime I point to something blue and over annunciates it. "Moop, what color is this?" ... "BBBBAAAAAAAAALLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". He's insane. He loves books, and he loves to read, and at any time we can leave him alone in a room, and come back like 10 minutes later, and he will be sitting perfectly, in the recliner, flipping through a book. He's just so EASY. DH and I laugh that if they hadn't come as a package deal, and Moop came first, we would have had another for sure. If Boots had come first, she would have been an only child. He's so much my husband's personality. He's sweet, easy going, and just happy. He sleeps SO WELL! He goes down right at 7pm without a peep ... and usually doesn't wake until 7am, if not later. But what's even crazier is that he doesn't cry or make noise when he gets up. He just sits in his crib and grabs one of his books or toys, and plays silently. That's how we always find him after nap time.

Ok Ok, so some pics. Here are a few of my recent favorites. Boots is loving having a pony tail, but then Moop wants one too! Here is the proof ...
Pony-tail BootsPony-tail Moop

Here is the Boots wearing Daddy's hat around and Moop dancing...
Boots in a hatDancing Moop

And here is the picture I need to refer back to when I'm having one of those days where I want to sell them. Because really, they are perfectly beautiful and I love them to death!
Hugging Twins