Confession #1
22 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Parenting Tags: confessions, twins
Last Friday night Naomi woke up crazy crying around midnight. It wasn’t the usual whiny crying that both girls can do during the night that we let slide as they can settle themselves but a full on awake and not happy. Since the girls dropped their night feeds I need to be shoe horned out of bed to deal with them. So when Naomi started crying hard and I could see she was awake my first thought was to text Alex to get him to come through and deal with her. Seconds later, before I had a chance to text, Alex came bounding in, and I hide under the covers so that he’d think I was asleep.
Big girls now
21 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Parenting Tags: bedroom, feeding, formula, twins
Zoey and Naomi are in bed, asleep. We’ve had six weeks of this and I still can’t believe it. We are actually using the baby video monitor that I honestly thought we’d never use. I envisioned that they would forever be sleeping in their bouncy seats next to the sofa or next to our bed.
Everyone in their own bed
The old regime
It took us a good month for us to stop prepping for night feeds. We no longer sleep with bottles filled with water, and measured out formula on our nightstand. Sure there has been a few times when we’ve had to duck into the kitchen to make a bottle to put a girl back to sleep but there has been many more nights where they sleep through till morning.
Week 1: The nightstand
The days are also getting easier; mainly because they are now chugging down five 6oz bottles between 7am and 8pm. Ten feeds a day is so much more manageable than say twenty plus. So much so that I no longer cyber stalk Alex’s movements through Four Square and Find Me, and countdown to him coming home. In return Alex is also no longer greeted by two screaming babies being thrust in his general direction whilst I curl up into the fetal position on the couch.
Whilst they aren’t feeding or napping at set times there is a rhythm and a flow to the day, and most importantly much less crying. They are wearing 6-9 month clothing (Naomi leaning more towards 9 months), and have just graduated size two diapers.
At the weekend we started using the regular stroller seats. They look so grown-up, and Naomi just loves not being squished into the car seats and being able to sit up properly.
Road trip to Starbucks (I call shotgun!)
They really are big girls now.
The Teddy Bear Dilemma
17 Feb 2012 4 Comments
in Parenting Tags: aloysius, brideshead revisited, teddy bears, toys
Pop quiz: what’s more dangerous a babyccinico or a teddy bear?
Okay, so it’s obviously not a real dilemma but I am sure that the parenting message boards have discussions about the pros and cons of babies and teddy bears (and babyccinicos): appropriate age, health dangers, attachment issues, and how if you give a baby a teddy too young they end up like Sebastian in Brideshead Revisited. Let’s face it Sebastian and his attachment to Aloysius was probably his healthiest relationship.
Too cute
We’ve started to give Naomi a bear to play with and hug. I noticed that the girls approach the play mat toys very differently. Zoey is all over the dangling toys. Grabbing, licking, whacking, and sometimes she manages to do all three things at the same time. Whereas Naomi will try to roll over, stare at the toys, stare at Zoey, give a half hearted whack to whatever is dangling overhead and then start to cry because she would much rather be sitting up than lying down.
Ying to her Yang
14 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Parenting, Photos Tags: panda bears, pregnant women, toys, twins, ying and yang
Motion & Rest
I just had to use that title as much as I *hated* the ying yang thing when I was pregnant. You tell people (and by people I mean the total strangers that enjoy grilling pregnant women) you are pregnant with twins, then they notice your Chinese spouse and they can’t help but tell you that you should name them Ying and Yang. Like you are carrying panda bears or some other furry critter.
Anyway, back to the cute photo of Ying and Yang… I mean Zo-Zo and Mi-Mi (their panda names). Every morning after they’ve had their first bottle we put both girls in Zoey’s crib to gaze at mobiles (or each other), play with their developmentally appropriate toys and kick themselves silly whilst Alex and I have breakfast.
"What up, mamma"
Sometimes they kick until they cry, or until they nap. Today it was the latter. More
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