Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Since Cole was little he has always had a full little bum. Cole has always been way big for his age and just towers over all the kids that are his age. This kid is just built. Well we started potty training and wearing pull ups, mind you he is in size 4t/5t, the pull ups are just not made for little boys/girls with fuller bums. Cole came up to Dave the other day and told him that his diaper was in his bum! He gets some serious wedgies with these things. Hopefully this will make him want to just wear unders soon!
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Anyone that knows me while I am pregnant knows how hard my pregnancies are. Don't get me wrong I am so happy that I was able to have children because I do know all too well that it is a blessing that some may never experience. But for the first 4-5 months I am beyond ill. And that means not only nauseous, it means vomitting all day long. After the rough 5 months I start to feel some what better but then again shortly after comes the uncomftableness, the tiredness, the unable to sleep-ness, and all the fun stuff. Both of my deliveries have been amazing and to be honest uneventful (thank goodness) but the recovery....what a different story. After I had the twins I was so estatic. Not only did I have a healthy little 10 month old at home, I just had healthy twins at 37 1/2 weeks that were able to come home when I did. After much reserach and talking to many people, having twins that far along, alone is a blessing, let alone not having them to be in the nicu for longer than a day, and to be able to come home with me, almost a miracle. I remember leaving the hospital with David and the twinners at close to 11 at night. My dr's suggested staying with my parents for the next couple of weeks because of my intense delivery and what they called would be a "VERY rough recovery". My sweet mom watched Cole for me everyday while I was on bedrest and while I was in the hospital. We got to my parents house and Cole was already asleep and I just remember holding him and starting to cry. I felt terriable that I had not been able to put him to sleep and how much i missed him. I also felt a sense that I was taking "away" some of his much needed time with mom and dad by adding 2 new babies to the mix. Although this was not planned I still felt like it was my fault. I knew I was exhausted though and needed to get some sleep. The next day after LITTLE sleep with the twins, I woke up and the crying just would start. I remember my family asking me what is wrong, and I honestly didn't know. I just would cry cause it just came out. I did not resent my babies, the pregnancy, or anything like that. In fact it was quite the opposite, I remember being so excited to get up with them to look at them and feed these little babies. I loved being a mother and I had always dreamed of doing what I was doing, which was being a mom. After days and days of crying I think Dave as well as my parents decided I needed to get out of the house and do anything. I can honestly say, after you have a baby, PLEASE get out of the house by yourself for just a drink run to listen to music in the car by yourself. After visiting the Dr. we came to the conclusion that I did in fact have somewhat of the baby blues, although there was nothing sad or blue about it. After "fixing" all my hormoes, I was back to myself. So after having Cruz I knew what I was looking for. I remember sitting in the hospital by myself holding my little boy and thinking how amazing once again this was. He was perfect and my life was truly perfect and complete. I didn't think i was going to get the baby blues. After all I figured the first time I got them was being overwhelmed with having a 10 month old, having twins, and having a really hard recovery. But as soon as we got home the crying started for no reason at all, my poor sweet husband who just would hug me. I once again was completely fine after the hormones were all put back in order by my dr. I was always so worried my kids would resent the baby or babies in Cole's case and it has been quite the opposite. Cole, and the girls cannot get enough of Cruz. They are happier now that Cruz is here than they were before! I am sharing these stories, beacuse I do think that everyone focuses on the physical part and I do want to remember the emotional part, as well as every other aspect of this experience.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
-He always says "I miss you"
-"I love you mommy"
-"O my goodness"
-Loves to play on the iphone and of course is so freaking smart, he plays a game for kindergartners and is such a champ at it. And in case your wondering it is called Train Conductor.
-One day Cole hurt his lip and so I was making it better and told Cole that a popsicle would make it feel much better. Cole now thinks that anytime he hurts his lip, his toe, his foot, his knee, that a popsicle will make it better. He is too smart for his own good. He says, "mom, a popsicle will make my knee better."
We get a kick out of our stud!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Paisley is absoultly obessed with my mom, her "nana". She will turn down Dave and I for my mom. When we are with my mom you can guarentee you will find Paisley right by my moms side even while all the other kids are playing. She will clean with my mom and just hang out with her. My mom always said it is really like having me all over again, because Paisley looks identical to my pictures when I was a baby. She loves the little figurines in my parents yard by the waterfall. And although my parents are not big fans of what we like to call "yard art" my parents leave them for the kids, (espeically my twins). They love the turtles and the bunny and everytime they go to nana's and papa they say "two turtles" and "hop hop" over and over again. Nana told the twinners that she has two turtles that are twins just like Pais and Pres. Paisley also really likes babies still. She loves to just play with them and wants to constantly hold them. Presley is our little secretive one. She can get into anything so fast and quiet. She loves to play with Cole and is a really great dancer when it comes to doing all the moves on Barney. She also loves to play peek a boo chase with mom and loves to make messes and then tell me "mom, a mess". She talks more than Paisley does, but I think it is because she spends so much time with Cole. Pais can repeat anything we say but Presley is just more independent and has always been that way. They are so sweet and although they are extremely hard at times it would be so boring without twins, (crazy i know).