Twin Adventures

Twin girls now rule the house.

Smart Little Monkeys

Maretta and Shula show definite signs of being intelligent. One of our biggest indicators of how smart they are is how they grasp our language. Both of them seem to be lacking a little bit in the speaking category. They both vocalize and babble, for sure. They are pretty good at stringing together different sounds and it does seem that they use some of the same sounds for certain things. So, it’s coming. But, they both recognize and know a whole bunch of words.

  • Shake. One of the first words that they understood. When holding something in their hands, if you say shake they’ll shake it up and down. Most fun when whatever they’re holding makes noise.
  • Clap. Another of the firsts. It took them a little while after learning this word to have the proper co-ordination to be able to hit their palms perfectly together.
  • Hungry. We still use this one a lot, even though they’ve known it for a few months. They’ll come crawling/walking from across the house if you ask “Who’s Hungry?!”
  • Splash. This is a more recent word. Before we moved, our tub was a little awkward to use for bathing babies, so we were primarily using our sink. But, now that we’ve moved, the bath tub is closer to the girls’ room. So, we bathe them at the same time and they have a ton more room to play around! Which has raised the question “Can you Splash?”. And yes, they both can.
  • Walk. I’m pretty sure that both the girls have known this one for a while. Another instance where you just have to say the word and they both come over to the where the stroller is parked. The only difference now is that they do their best to climb into the stroller themselves. (Still not quite big enough yet!)
  • Jimmie. Jimmie is our little Miniature Pinscher.  They point and laugh or chase after him whenever we say his name. Maretta is suuuuuper close to saying it. She makes the “J” sound, and if we were feeling generous we would claim that she says “Yim”.
  • Wave. They don’t usually perform when we want them to, but they know Wave, and will usually do a one- or two-handed enthusiastic wave when no one is looking.
  • Bye-Bye. This also produces an enthusiastic wave. And again, Maretta is close to saying this one as well. She’ll accompany her wave with “Bi-Bi”. Same with Jim; if we were in a generous or bragging mood we might give it to her.
  • Kiss(es). Both girls are doing open-mouth kisses. If you ask nicely for them! They’ll even give each other a kiss, although it doesn’t seem to have an end because they both just sit there with their mouths open. And although Anton and I aren’t too happy about, the dog seems to get more kisses than anyone else.
  • Names. They are both learning each others names. They’ve both gotten into the habit of pointing at their sister whenever her name is mentioned. Very cute.
  • Nose. We just found out that they know this one yesterday! We were in the bath and I said “I got your nose!” and Maretta pointed to her nose! And both girls point to Mommy and Daddy’s nose as well as their own.

Without wanting to go on about it, they also know some less exciting things; bottle, soother, remote. I’m sure there are some other everyday objects as well. It’s hard to know when to give them credit for something. They don’t usually ask for things so it’s hard to know exactly what they understand. The bottom line being that they’re getting smart. It’s really amazing to realize that they understand what you’re saying and that you can understand what they are trying to say or point out. Especially when one thinks back to some the earlier months when the thought that crossed your mind every hour was “What do you want?! Tell me what you want?!”

I’m sure I’ll be cursing myself later for saying this but… It’s so nice having Toddlers instead of Babies!

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Keeping Things Fair and Equal

Before I start today’s post, I’d just like apologize; it’s been almost a month since I’ve written a blog post! We sold our old business, moved two hours away, and bought a new business. It’s been a little crazy around here, especially with getting all of our safety measures at work up to code. And of course, unpacking and trying to make our new apartment feel like home. Now that we are settling back into a routine again, I’ll try and make my posts at least weekly!

 

After a couple of months of having twins, Anton and I always found ourselves wondering if we favoured one baby over the other. It felt like I always gravitated towards Shula and Anton towards Maretta. Perhaps we felt a closer connection because Maretta looks a fair bit like Anton, and Shula looks like me. We wanted both our girls to grow up with similar experiences and the same amount of love, attention, and face time from both parents. With this in mind we came up with, what we think is, a creative solution to make sure that neither girl was getting favoured over the other.

Our solution was to have “days”. Maretta Day and Shula Day. We alternate who’s day it is so that things are always even. On their Day, the “It” girl gets to be the favourite. Today, for instance, is Shula Day. She’ll get to wear clothes that are more girly colours (pinks, purples, reds) and her bottles and eating utensils for the day will be pink or purple. We keep this in mind whenever there is a colour choice to make throughout the day. The colour of soother that they get, stuffed animal colours, diaper cover colours, and… I think you get the picture. And, Maretta gets to have more boyish colours. Clothes will be blues, greens, yellows; as well as bowls, bottles, and cutlery. Just with the girly colours, the boyish colours will follow the same pattern throughout the day whenever there is a choice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shula Day! Pink diaper cover, pink chair,                  Maretta Day! Pink outfit, and front seat  pink soother!                                                                                          of the stroller!

Whenever there is a choice, the It girl gets to go first. This particular part comes in to play a lot if there is only one parent home. Today I am at home by myself while Anton is at work, so Shula will be taken out of her crib first, and get to be changed first. During the day she’ll get a bottle first; as well as being given the first spoonful of food. When there are two of us at home, the It girl always gets Mommy. Today, once Anton is home from work, I’ll change and feed Shula and Anton will change and feed Maretta. It turns into a Shula and Mommy Day as well as a Maretta and Daddy Day.

The It girl gets all the best seating; she gets to sit in the front of the stroller and while in the car she gets to sit behind mommy (not sure why we came up with that one? I’m assuming they both see pretty much the same thing no matter if they’re sitting on the right or left side of the car). Whenever there is a choice of being in the front, or being in a spot with a “better” view, the It girl will get it!

Maretta Day! Shula waiting patiently for her turn…

I asked the other twin parents that I know if anyone else has a system or something like this and no one does. I think a lot of people, including moms of multiples, would be say that we’re overthinking it and being overly analytical with the whole thing. We could be, but Anton and I like to think that by doing things this way we are setting both of our little girls up to be equals. Neither one of us will show favouritism or be easier or tougher on either one. We want to make sure that both of them have the same amount of confidence and humility. We also think that by switching back and forth Shula and Maretta are both learning about sharing and taking turns. After doing the same things for a year, they both seem to understand that they’ll get taken care of, even if it isn’t right away. They may fuss every once in a while if they have to wait, but they know how things work.

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Photography

I’ve found myself slowly turning into my mother… When I was a teenager, it was such an annoyance that my mom always had her camera out and was constantly taking photos. It seemed as though everyone and everything in our world was meant to be photographed. And not only that, but for every one picture that was taken, ten more of the same thing were taken as well. Did she really need to have twenty pictures from the same minute? Apparently she did. And now, so do I.

Everyday Anton and I take at least thirty to fifty pictures. Not that we’ve come across thirty or fifty picture-perfect moments, because we’ve really only pulled out our cameras two or three times throughout the day; we just wind up taking so many at one time. Trying to catch both girls smiling, or catch them looking at you in a certain way. Hoping to snap a shot where the girls are obviously playing with each or are cuddling the dog in just the right position. It’s hard! And, there’s two of them! So, you’re not just trying to get one baby smiling or laughing, but BOTH of them smiling or laughing. And looking in the right direction. And not drooling. Or making an is-your-baby-retarded face.

One baby looking…                … the other baby looking…                      … no baby looking!

Although, if we didn’t take as many pictures as we do, I’m sure that we would have missed out on some unforgettable faces. If we had to work a little harder for them, or keep clicking just in case, that just adds to how great the picture is. In this day and age, it isn’t as though we don’t have several options for keeping and storing thousands of pictures anyway. We’re fond of Picasa Web Albums (part of Google+). Since we run on Android, it’s compatible with our phones so things are uploaded as soon as they are taken and it’s easy to get them from device to device. We do pay Google for the extra storage, but it’s really worth it.

                Distracted…                        … no smiles…                                … and they’re gone. 

It only recently hit me exactly how many pictures we take, because we’ve been cleaning out our online albums and there is so much to sift through! Mostly starting from June of last year (when the girls were born). Each month has between one hundred and four hundred photos. Seriously. Four Hundred. Who needs that many pictures?! So, we’re going through and getting rid of duplicates or almost duplicates, blurry pictures, pictures that have cut someone out, or where a thumb has made it’s way in from the side (who doesn’t have a few of those, right?).

Shula trying to get down…             …Maretta trying to get down…             …and, dancing. 
Sometimes it feels like we’re getting a little crazy and going a little overboard with all the pictures we have, but won’t it be great to have such an extensive photo library to go through in years to come? I love going through my mom’s albums and seeing all of us kids growing up, but I don’t think she was as much of a photo-nut back then, and there are a lot of gaps in the timeline. Looking back through our albums, we’ve managed to take at least one picture every single day for the past year. I’m sure somewhere down the road we’ll pick some favourites and put together an album that you can hold, but until then what’s better than viewing them on a full size tv screen? Uh.. nothing.
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Birthday #1!

Our first birthday party went pretty well! The girls managed to break out of their stranger anxiety shells pretty quickly and were the life of the party. Lots of family made the small trek to come out and be here and those that couldn’t, phoned or texted to send their birthday wishes. The apartment complex we live in has a communal building and I was given the go-ahead to use it for the day. The communal building had everything we needed; lots of space for small children to run around, a kitchenette, and a bathroom. So we didn’t need to worry about making sure our apartment was fit for entertaining (which was awesome, because our house is full of half-empty boxes).

Our birthday theme was Monkeys, with green, pink, and yellow as our colours. We didn’t do anything too extravagant or exciting, but I think what we did do was pretty good. As far as decorations go, I tried to keep it minimal and just went with a few bunches of balloons and some streamers. I put up a photo timeline, one for each girl. Let me tell you.. picking out only twelve pictures for each baby is not very easy! There are so many good ones to choose from!

Food was simple; mostly just frozen appetizers. Sausage rolls, meatballs, mini pizzas, and chicken fries. As well as a fruit tray and a veggie tray. Simple drinks as well; Sprite, Coke, coffee and tea, as well as juice boxes. I had planned on making up some punch concoction and a trail mix bowl but.. turns out there was enough to do!


I had a girlfriend of mine make a cake for the guests, which unfortunately, I didn’t actually get to have a bite of! I heard it was good though. I also made a couple of smash cakes for the girls. Those didn’t turn out anything like I thought they would. I had my suspicions that they wouldn’t eat much of them; as we haven’t introduced them to anything sweeter than applesauce. But, they barely even interacted with them! Shula seemed more interested in the Curious George that was ontop of the cake than the actually cake itself, and Maretta just kept giving the cake the evil-eye, like it was out to get her! These girls that always want to put their hands on and in everything had little interest in making a mess. I suppose that’s a good thing but… I was hoping for some great, messy photos!

Shula enjoying her Curious George.

Maretta glaring at her cake.

In the week or so leading up to Saturday (the party day), I was kinda nervous. I’m not anti-social and I can hold my own in a crowd, but my girls usually clam up pretty good when put into a social situation, even when it’s only a couple of people. So, I wasn’t sure how it was going to go with 25-30 people! The crowd consisted of mostly adults, there were a few tweens, and one toddler (not counting mine), Evony. I’m certain that having Evony there is what helped Shula and Maretta get out of their shell. Evony came right over to the girls and started playing with the rubber balls I had brought down. Maretta and Shula jumped on the chance to play with someone new. (/whew!)

Meemaw’s present. Note the Birth length of each girl.

We were pretty lucky as far as presents go. Without trying to be party poopers or anything, Anton and I had let everyone know that simplistic was better for us. We don’t need a lot of anything, especially a lot of toys. We have a few things that the girls seem to enjoy and we didn’t want our house to suddenly be overloaded with a lot of stuff. We mostly got clothes, which one can never get enough, especially while the girls are growing so much! And they were all in a variety of sizes so that we’ll have some for the next while. A special mention of the present Meemaw (my mom) got; she slaved over a handmade gift for the girls. She made a growth chart for them! It was something that I’d thought about buying a few times, but couldn’t justify getting new stuff, especially right before the move. The girls birthday present from Anton and I was along the same lines; nice and simple. We got them each a pair of “second year” overalls. We got their names and year embroidered on them and bought them in a size too big so they should last all year. I think it’s the first “tradition” that we’ve started. A new pair of overalls every year for their birthday.

In the end, everything turned out really well. I’ll put in a special shout out here to Mom and Dad Strong. If you hadn’t have come up and watched the girls for us, I wouldn’t have been able to put the party together. Also… for getting everyone out at two so we could continue with our schedule. 🙂

Ahh! They’re Toddlers now!

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Emotional Over Turning One

The girls first birthday is just around the corner; 6 days!

I’ve come across something peculiar about parents that have children turning one… They are quite emotional! Most of these parents have reported shedding some tears in the days or weeks leading up to Jr.’s birthday. Always with thoughts of “The time is passing too quickly!”, or “I don’t want them to grow up so fast!”. It seems like an odd reaction to something that is inevitable, and something that shouldn’t be a surprise. I’m pretty sure I’ve also heard of this while coming across other milestones such as crawling, or standing. While met with proud excitement and encouragement, a lot of parents seem unwilling to accept that their little baby is slowly growing up.

Although it seems that I’m in the minority on this one, I can’t wait for them to turn one! There are so many exciting things to come in the next couple of years. It seems to be not the most common way of thinking, but I really see each time frame as a stage. And you’re supposed to move through and past different stages right? The “baby” stage is coming to an end, and we’re moving on to the “toddler” stage. I may be looking at it from the wrong angle, but I just think of all the things we hopefully won’t be dealing with anymore; middle of the night feedings, the constant spit-up, crying that doesn’t have a cure. And, we get to look forward to all the things that can only happen when babies grow up! Walking, talking, social interactions, self-sufficiency. They’ll be more like little people and less like helpless puppies.

 

I don’t feel any less like a parent, or less connected to the girls because I am not emotional, but I wonder if something in my brain hasn’t “clicked” or if I’m missing a deeper meaning to this change. I’m not an emotional person to begin with and I’ve always thought I would be less of a cuddly parent than most. But I must admit I was a little shocked when I heard of how hard this was for some parents to deal with or accept. They aren’t neccesarily wrong in how they are reacting, but it’s something that I can’t seem to really wrap my head around.

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I Will Pump No Longer!

I’ve had a huge love-hate relationship with my breastmilk and pumping. While I love that my girls have been getting the “best” nutrition, I also despise pumping. Each time you sit down to pump you’re looking at 10-15 minutes of being incapable of doing much else. It’s not very convenient to chase children or answer a phone that’s across the room. Not to mention if company or UPS shows up! And that’s not even thinking about the slight pain that comes along with it. I have no idea how it compares to actually nursing, but there were definitely times while I was pumping when I wanted to scream/cry/yell out in pain.

Without giving a bit of background, all the information that follows may not make much sense… so here goes: First off, I needed a bit of assistance in order to produce any milk. My doctor set me up with Domperidone. A drug that is used for suppressing nausea and vomiting. As a side effect, it also increases lactation. We had tried a few “natural” remedies, but none had worked for us. Even though we had to put down a little money for it, the pills were worth the cost.

For the first six months of pumping, I pumped every four hours. Exluding during the night. Even when the girls woke up for a night feed, I skipped the pumping. In the middle of the night, I was not interested in sitting down and having my breasts attached to a suction cup. Because I was pumping so frequently during the day it really felt like I had no down time. Wake up, pump, feed babies, put the babies down for a nap, shower, pump, wake the babies, feed the babies, put the babies down for a nap, pump, etc etc etc. After six months, when I got a new supply of pills (each prescription renewal was for three months) I decided to adjust my schedule and go with pumping four times a day.

Every time I adjusted my schedule and pumped fewer times during the day, it still never seemed like I was catching a break. It felt like my whole day was filled with nothing but milk, be it formula or breastmilk. It might have been slightly selfish, thinking that a combined time of one hour per day was invading my free time. But, it was really the thought of being stuck on the couch, going through the pain that really got me down. Anyway. I went with four times a day for another three months; the duration of my domperidone prescription. When I got it refilled (for the last time!) I decreased the amount of times I pumped per day. Down to three times a day. This time it felt like I was no longer be ruled by my pump!

Yesterday I took my last  pills. Over the next few days, I’ll slowly stop pumping. It’ll be interesting to see how much the pills have been keeping things flowing. Has my body become accustomed to my pumping schedule, or will my milk production just come to a halt? Just going on the couple of pumping sessions I’ve done so far, I’m thinking it may be the latter. On average, I’ve produced about 200ml per pump. But, my last pump of the day from yesterday only yielded about 150ml. And, my first pump of the day this morning yielded even less. I’m estimating that tomorrow, or even tonight may be the last time I hook myself up! (Yay!!!)

Switching gears a bit; I would really recommend going all out and getting a decent pump if you’re in it for the long haul. We splurged and got a Medela Pump In-Stlye. Although it cost us nearly $400.00, it was totally worth it. It’s an electric, double pump with the option of being a single. It comes in a handy backpack which is ideal for travelling. It also comes with wall plug and a battery pack. I never made use of the battery pack, but I plugged the pump into a car converter more than a handful of times while we were driving (as a passenger!) I would buy it all over again for the ease it provided.

We’ve supplemented with formula, but I’m so happy and grateful that I’ve been able to give my girls breastmilk for a year. On the other hand… I am even more happy that it’s pretty much over!

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Ch-Ch-Changes

Wow. June is going to be a busy month.

First, the girls are turning one (Already?! Oh. My. God.) and along with the first birthday comes a First Birthday Party. Before you get any ideas, I am not a crazy Party Mama. We’re going with something low-key, mostly just family will be attending. As I say that I start to recall that there will actually be between 20 and 25 people. Not really as intimate as I was hoping, but I know that there are a lot of people out there that are excited to be sharing this with us. And some people would have a cow if they found out they weren’t invited. Damn you social protocols.

All kidding aside… I’m really looking forward to this. I’ve been entertaining the thought of their birthday for a few months and in the last few weeks have started allotting real brain power towards it. I’m trying not to share too much because some of the people that will be coming read my blog and I don’t want to ruin the surprise! But, I will say that it’s a monkey theme, and aside from the ones that were lost in the mail, everyone has received their invite. After the party (June 16th) I’ll be sure to upload pictures of all my hard work. 😉

Our complex has a great common house which we’ll be using because we can barely fit ten people in our apartment; certainly not upwards of twenty. I don’t want to go over the top with decorations, because I find what most people do for first birthdays crazy and a little unnecessary. There won’t be any games, as most of the people coming are over the age of 25. It’s mostly just a get together of some friends and family so everyone can see how much the girls have grown. And, for some people it’ll be a chance to say goodbye.

Which brings me to my second ch-ch-change. We are moving! Now, most of my family who is reading this already know that, and for my faithful readers whom I don’t know.. I suppose it doesn’t make any difference to you! But, it’s a momentous occasion for me. I’ve lived in the same town for my whole twenty-two years so moving, to be honest.., is a bit scary! And daunting! We’re not going far; only a two hour drive away. I’m hoping that there will be more activities and opportunities for our family. Better walking trails, greenbelts, mommy and me groups, etc. I feel stinted by the small town we’re living in now, and I am really hoping that moving to a city broadens our horizons a bit.

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You Are a Unique Snowflake.

Throughout all the reading I did in preparation for the twins, the phrase I came across most frequently was “all children are different.” Mostly I came across it while reading about milestones. Because we all know it’s bound to happen; comparing one kid to another. The logic makes perfect sense… we don’t all learn to walk, talk, and read all at the same time. We all have different learning styles and we all learn at our own speed. But, there was always a part of me that thought.. “yeah, but, I’m sure the girls will be pretty close in terms of when they learn stuff.” So wrong.

One could claim that it’s harder not to compare your kids because they are exactly the same age, and are being raised in exactly the same manner. You’d expect them to learn everything together, at the same times. But, they don’t. And it would seem that neither one of them has a lead on the other. Watching Shula and Maretta hit all their milestones has been interesting. They seem to trade-off learning something new.

Maretta learned how to roll over first.

Shula learned how to crawl first.

Shula learned how to pull herself up to standing position first.

Maretta learned how to stand unassisted first.

Maretta has grasped feeding herself first.

It really just goes to show that two children, raised under the same roof, with the same rules still manage to grow and learn at their own rate. A lot of other moms I know can’t seem to help with the comparisons: “Mine was walking at eight months.” “Mine said Daddy at just four months.” etc, etc. I do my best not to, because it’s just obvious to me that it really doesn’t matter. Other than the charts that Baby Center sets out, I have no idea where my girls stand compared to other babies. Why stress about it? There is only one thing I’m concerned about and it’s the “Be worried if your baby hasn’t done this yet” section.

It is fun to know whether my girls are ahead of the pack and if they’re geniuses but… I usually keep that stuff to myself, because really… what mom wouldn’t claim to have a genius baby or two?

Do you have genius baby? Or do you even pay attention to the “Milestone Chart”?

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Cloth Diapers

After 10 months, I cannot believe that I’ve never written a post about diapering! I think I’ve mentioned once or twice that we cloth diaper, but as it was one of the first things we decided on I really thought it would have been one of the first posts I’d make. Probably a little better off this way, as I’ve got more to write about now than I would’ve had before. And before I get started, I’d like to make it known that we don’t do attachment parenting and we don’t think we’re better than other people because we use cloth diapers. (Well… maybe a little bit!)

In Canada alone, 1.7 billion disposable diapers are used every year. One baby uses approximately 3000 diapers a year; in our case we can double that to about 6000. Our cost for disposable diapers would turn out to be $1600 a year, using the store-brand from our grocery store. About 250,000 tonnes of disposable diapers are sent to landfills in Canada. The cloth vs. disposable debate could go on FOREVER and there are pros and cons to both sides. Our biggest deciding factors were the cost and the amount of disposable diapers sitting in landfills.

Okay, enough facts being shoved down your throat!

Anton and I made the decision to cloth diaper pretty early on. I don’t think the girls were even the size of baseballs before we had decided! Not only would it be another challenge that we’d be able to overcome (because we’re so awesome), we’d also be doing our part for the environment, and it’d be quite cost effective. For our first ten months of cloth diapering, it cost us under $550. For the foreseeable future (until the girls are potty trained) it should only cost us another $200. So, for a total of $750, our girls will be diapered. And that’s not including the small amount of money we’ll get back when we sell our used diapers.

 

 

 

 

We ended up going with Prefolds and Covers. This combo seemed to be the easiest for us. You’ve got a piece of cloth that has an extra absorbent middle sewn in and you fold it into thirds and just place that into a cover. Easy. You can reuse the cover a few times as long as all the mess stays on the prefold. No safety pins needed to hold the cloth together. The covers come with velcro, so they are super easy to put on and take off. There are a ton of different diaper assortments to choose from, so this particular combo may not be right for you.

Because it’s easier for us, we use disposables during the night and when we travel. I don’t want leaks to be the only thing waking my girls up from their sometimes-eight-hour-sleeps. And, I don’t want to be carrying around enough cloth diapering supplies for both girls… not to mention a wet bag filled with all the used diapers. We always have some disposables on hand, just in case we’re feeling lazy or haven’t done laundry. Lately, the girls seem to be between cover sizes so we haven’t been using cloth as much as we’d like. All in all, we end up using cloth about eighty percent of the time.

We bought all of our cloth diapering supplies a month or two before the girls were born (even though we had everything priced out and decided welllll before that!) and were excited for when we’d be able to use everything. We decided to skip the “newborn” size and get the “small” size. Unfortunately, our girls only weighed five and a half pounds and were nowhere near big enough to fit into them. After a few weeks I managed to find some used newborn size. So we really started our cloth diapering journey when the girls were a few weeks old. We recently had to upgrade our diaper size. The girls were soaking the prefolds with one pee, so we needed to next size of absorbancy. We thought we would get away with using the old covers, but the new prefolds did not fit very well and were usually poking out of the back. This time around we went with a slightly different style of cover. This new style is meant to be slimmer and easier for mobile babies to move around in. Buuuuutttt… the cover is a bit too big.

This isn’t a cloth diapering tutorial, so I didn’t really get into all the different kinds of diapering choices. Bummis is a great brand that offers a lot of resources on their website. I’d recommend checking it out if you’re interested in getting started with cloth. We really enjoy cloth diapering and it’s not more or less difficult than doing disosables. Poop goes in the toliet, diapers (prefolds and covers) go into the wash. With twins, it’s one extra load of laundry every day or two. For us, it’s definitely worth the extra bit of washing and folding.

A special thanks to Look around you now! for the inspiration for this post.

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Better Weather Means…

As a kind of Part Two from my last post, I thought I would give an update as to how we’ve been spending our time lately. The girls are much more interactive and are more aware of their actions. These two things make for great and funny interactions, and make it more entertaining to do activities with them. It just so happen that we’ve been having some pretty awesome weather lately, so we’ve been heading outside.

Grass. Freshly mowed, poop-free, green green grass. In the middle of our three-building complex, there is a “club house” with a yard surrounding it. It is the perfect amount of space for the four of us to sit and play in. (Jimmie stays tied up on the concrete, so the grass remains poop-free!) The only unfortunate thing is… the girls don’t seem too fond of grass! It took us a good five minutes to convince Maretta to crawl along the grass, and another few minutes to convince Shula. Most of the time they sat with their hands up by their chest.. “Ewwww! What is that stuff?!” It was cute.

A few days later we went out to a park that was less poop-free then we would have liked. We had thought that the girls would warm up to the grass maybe another round of playtime, but it didn’t seem to change their opinion. They continued to sit with their hands up and remain in one place. Mind you, this grass was also a little brown and had some patches missing. Maybe Shula and Maretta are grass snobs? Only the greenest and freshest will do? If we don’t make it out to the grass (most days) we try and put the girls in their play yard on the balcony. Especially with the nice weather, we want to make sure that they are experiencing as much outdoor and indoor. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’ve been continuing with our evening walk; which is part of our Bedtime Routine. I’ve never appreciated Daylight Savings Time as much as I have this year. Although we’ve been doing our walk from the beginning, the fall and winter months bring a fairly dark evening. Lately when we head outside the sun is just setting behind the mountains, which is perfect because we can still enjoy daylight but don’t have to worry about too much sun in any eyes. I think that these evening walks every day really give the girls a good feel for what the outdoors are. It also gives them a chance to toughen up. We don’t usually bundle them up very much so they get a chance to experience the elements; wind, rain, snow, sun.

These days I am really looking forward to some first steps. I love taking them out in the stroller, but I am really excited to have all four of us walking around together.

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