Twin Adventures

Twin girls now rule the house.

Entertainment at Work

Between the two of us, Anton and I work seven days a week. I take care of Saturdays and Sundays, and Anton is there the rest of the week. It’s nice being able to job-share. Even though I am home with the girls the majority of the time, I miss them like crazy while I’m running the store. Oh, and I miss Anton too…

But, I love the fact that Anton gets to have two “Daddy Days” every week to enjoy some time with the girls. When one of us is at work, we always stay in contact via texting and MSN messenger. Well, today at work I got a really nice treat.

Caution: It involves Anton acting seriously silly!

Anton says (10:24 AM):

“DADDY! I WANT OUT OF HERE!”

Anton says (10:24 AM):

“I know! I’m getting your brunch ready!”

Anton says (10:25 AM):

“I WANT OUT NOWWW!”

“I’m coming! I’m coming!”

Anton says (10:26 AM):

“DAAADDY!”

Anton says (10:27 AM):

“I DON’T WANT TO BE IN A CRIB EITHER!”

“I know! I know! I have to get your sister!”

“I DON’T CARE! I DON’T WANNA!”

Anton says (10:32 AM):

Diapers changed.

“DAAADYYY! I DON’T – WANT – TO BE – IN – A – CRIB!”

Anton says (10:33 AM):

“I’M HUNNNGRY!”

“I know Maretta. I know. It’ll just be a few minutes. I have to change you sister and the bottles are warming.”

Anton says (10:34 AM):

“But… daaadyyy! Why did you put me here?! I’m hungry… mehhh… i’m hungry… (sniff)”

“Daaadyyy! I’m hungry toooo!”

Anton says (10:35 AM):

“I know Shula. As I just explained to your sister: I have to warm your brunch first.”

“But DAAADYYY! AHHH’MMM HUNGRYYY!”

Anton says (10:36 AM):

/sigh

Then both, “MOMMMYYY!?!?!”

“DADDY WON’T FEED US!”

Anton says (10:37 AM):

“HE STUCK IS THIS CAGE AND WON’T LET US OUT!”

“MOMMMMMYYYYYY!!!”

Anton says (10:39 AM):

Into their chairs for feeding.

“EEEAAAGH! WHY ARE YOU PUTTING ME IN THE CHAIR!?!?! I’M HUNNNNNGRY!”

Anton says (10:40 AM):

“I know Maretta! I know! I just wanna swap the laundry!”

“BUT DAAAADYYYYYYY!”

“I know! I know! I’ll be right back!”

“AAAAAAGH!!!!! MOMMMMMYYYYY!”

Anton says (10:41 AM):

“… oh! Shiny!”

Shula, “Oh! Fluffy blanket to suck on!”

Anton says (10:43 AM):

“Donnn’t suck on the blanket, Shula!”

“It’s the dogs blanket!”

/sigh

Anton says (10:43 AM):

“Who’s hungry?!”

Anton says (10:44 AM):

Maretta: “Meh. I found a shiny thing sticking out of the coffee table.”

“And, I found these straps to pull on.”

“Oh! A blanket! I bet that would be good to suck on!”

“Leave the blanket alone, Shula!”

“I WANT IT!”

Anton says (10:45 AM):

“AHHH! AHHHH WANNNNT IIIIT!”

Anton says (10:46 AM):

“oh, a foot”

Anton says (10:47 AM):

“IIII’M HUNNNNGRY!”

“I know Shula. Your sister is first.”

Anton says (10:48 AM):

“MMMM… MMMM… fingers… AHHHH’M HUNNNGRYYY!”

“Oh strap”

Anton says (10:49 AM):

“AAAAHHHHMMMM GONNA EAT THIS!”

“THEN YOU’LL BE SORRY!”

Anton says (10:50 AM):

“Ahrrrgh… mmmmm… cough cough… I don’t need you! I can feed myself!”

“om nom nom”

Anton says (10:51 AM):

“Haaahhh! I ate ma whole bottle daddy! You weren’t watching! Now *I’ma talk to mommy!”

5qrfdcd2f$#E hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Samantha says (10:52 AM):

Hi Maretta!!!

Anton says (10:53 AM):

“hi mommy. Daddy’s a butt!”

No! Maretta’s a butt!

“He’s trying to burp me… but I’m not gonna!”

/giggle. I love him.

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Best. Husband/Daddy. Ever.

Anton.My three favourite people napping.

He is, by far, the greatest man ever. Sorry every other male on the planet but… it’s true. And, I can’t believe that I managed to snag him.

Throughout the Wanting-to-Get-Pregnant stage Anton was extremely supportive and kept me positive about our chances. He always made sure to comfort me when I thought it seemed like I wasn’t getting any closer to my goal of having a family. When the Getting-Pregnant part of our adventure finally became a reality, Anton took my dream on as if he had been the one who decided to get pregnant in the first place. He loved really enjoyed our trips over to the island. Spending hours in the car together, just enjoying each others company. I think this was our “Alone Time” before the girls got here. No need to go on a pregnancy honeymoon… we’d already had some mini-road trips together. Anton was always by side, helping me with injections and making light of what some would consider a stressful and emotional undergoing.

/rawr

And, once pregnancy rolled around, Anton was a loving pain-in-the-ass. He’s got this sense of humour about him.. showing the opposite of sympathy but in such a way that you can’t help but giggle and love him for it. Pregnancy was a great experience with Anton. He bought me a foot massage, and rubbed my tummy, and gave me as many pillows as he could find. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for me. Except for midnight iced cream runs. None of those…

Since the birth of our girls, Anton has been the best ever. Because of my c-section I couldn’t really do anything by myself. Getting out of bed was a ten-minute endeavour in itself. So, it was up to my baby daddy to tend to the babies while we were in the hospital. He was up every hour with them; changing them, feeding them, cuddling them. He was a super-dad. And it was only his first days! Once we got home, it was more of the same. Anton got up with me almost every time during the night. He helped change and feed them. And he was always willing to give me a break if I needed or wanted it. I’m still sure that he’s changed more diapers and prepared more formula than I have

I know that he’s constantly thinking of new things to do for the girls. He wants the best for them and I love that he comes up with the greatest ideas of how to give them the best. I can’t wait to watch him continue to grow as a daddy. I can only imagine how much greater it’s going to get as the girls grow up. He can seem a little meh sometimes. But, it’s the small things that he does that show me he is really the Best. Daddy. Ever. Well, husband too.

So… Shout out to Anton. You rock my socks.

And, my little babies socks.

/heartmelt

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