I don't have a traditional 9 to 5 job where I leave the house and commute so I don't really regret Mondays or look forward to Fridays. I really don't have weekends or are ever off duty so when people bemoan Mondays, I used to laugh at that and say that I am so glad I at least don't have that to deal with. I am paying for that today.
This morning my kids woke up happy as usual and were playing in their cribs. Anders was jumping around and doing somersaults like he usually does. When I finally wrangled him out of his crib, I went to change him and noticed that he was very wet and had gotten his PJ pants wet so I figured I would just change his diaper and let him run around with his PJ top on and just a diaper until I could change Ainsley and his sheets. What could that hurt right? WRONG! After I had changed Ainsley and his sheets and they had their morning milk, I went in the living room to find them huddled together. Let me just say that this is never a good sign for twins. You know they are up to something. I went to see what was going on when I see that Anders is sitting on a book , reading another book without a diaper on. Yes, panic mode set in and the nightmare for all mothers had come true. They had somehow removed Anders' diaper and he either just pooped right there on the floor or dumped it out of his diaper, not sure which. It doesn't really matter because either way is just beyond words awful for a neat freak like me.
After my initial shock and near puking, I see that Ainsley is playing in the poop like it's a toy and has now eaten some. If you just threw up in your mouths after reading this, you are in the same boat as me! I rush to figure out where to start first so I run to get a bag and some wipes to pick up the diaper. I jump in and clean up Ainsley who is crying now, probably because I have freaked her out with my flipping out and puking noises. I then try to get all the other residual poop off the floor while Anders sits there quietly on the book while reading the other one.
I finally get around to Anders and change him into another diaper and definitely pants. He at this point thinks this is all very funny. It probably is funny when you are not the one who is scrubbing your children's mouth, hands and floor to rid the living room of poop. UGH!
Needless to say, I apologize to all of you commuters who gripe about Mondays! I am right there with you. Hurry up Friday!! Happy Monday everyone! This poops for you!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Slacker
OK OK, I know what a slacker I have been on this blog! Ick! I am now going to try to be diligent on my blogging. Can't promise, but will definately try!
The kids are 17 months now and our life is just joyful chaos most of the time. They are walking and all over the place, especially Anders who bypassed walking and just went to running. Yes, my child is black and blue because his feet don't always keep up with the rest of his body, but it is fun to try to keep up with him. They are beginning to talk more which is always fun to try to decipher what comes out of their mouths. Usually it all sounds like bye bye.
My daughter, Ainsley is a little copy cat sponge. She imitates us all the time, especially her Dad. It is so funny to watch her try to be a grown up at 17 months old.
The key to my life is of course organization. I have to be very scheduled and organized or all of my juggling balls will fall to the ground. Luckily, I have always been a little obsessively organized so it just shifted into my mother work. When expectant twin Moms ask me one thing that would help them, I always say that they absolutely HAVE to keep them on a schedule or they will go crazy.(Both parents and babies!) When I was pregnant people always told me it would get easier so I always looked forward to that fact. That is not always the case. My kids are now mobile so it is easier on some levels, but harder on others so maybe it evens out in the long run.
I think the one thing most Mom's want is that they give their kids a better life than what they had. Well, I had a pretty great childhood so that's a tall order, but I work on it daily. I don't always give my kids everything and I don't always solve their problems for them. My one big hope is that they grow up to know who they are and take responsibility for their own lives.
So until next time....Thanks for bearing with me and check back soon for better updates!
The kids are 17 months now and our life is just joyful chaos most of the time. They are walking and all over the place, especially Anders who bypassed walking and just went to running. Yes, my child is black and blue because his feet don't always keep up with the rest of his body, but it is fun to try to keep up with him. They are beginning to talk more which is always fun to try to decipher what comes out of their mouths. Usually it all sounds like bye bye.
My daughter, Ainsley is a little copy cat sponge. She imitates us all the time, especially her Dad. It is so funny to watch her try to be a grown up at 17 months old.
The key to my life is of course organization. I have to be very scheduled and organized or all of my juggling balls will fall to the ground. Luckily, I have always been a little obsessively organized so it just shifted into my mother work. When expectant twin Moms ask me one thing that would help them, I always say that they absolutely HAVE to keep them on a schedule or they will go crazy.(Both parents and babies!) When I was pregnant people always told me it would get easier so I always looked forward to that fact. That is not always the case. My kids are now mobile so it is easier on some levels, but harder on others so maybe it evens out in the long run.
I think the one thing most Mom's want is that they give their kids a better life than what they had. Well, I had a pretty great childhood so that's a tall order, but I work on it daily. I don't always give my kids everything and I don't always solve their problems for them. My one big hope is that they grow up to know who they are and take responsibility for their own lives.
So until next time....Thanks for bearing with me and check back soon for better updates!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Fever!
We have been very fortunate to have 9 1/2 month old twins that have not really gotten sick. We have had a few sniffles here and there, but not really anything dire. Well, that all changed last Friday. My daughter Ainsley had been pretty clingy that day and felt a little warm but we are all always "a little warm" because it's summer in Texas and no matter how much you run that a/c, you are always "a little warm". I didn't really think much about it. Goodness knows I was sweating!
That evening when my husband got home, I had just finished feeding Ainsley and she was just laying in my lap. Believe me, I was taking advantage of this because she is very active and hardly ever let's me hold her like a baby anymore so I was loving every minute of it. My husband immediately thought something was wrong because he knows she never sits still long enough for the cuddling so we took her tempereature and it was 100 degrees. I thought she was just teething again because she usually gets a little temperature when she teethes so we gave her some Tylenol and kept an eye on her until she went to bed.
We checked on her at 10pm and took her temp which was now up to 102. I immediately called the doctor and when he called I explained that she really did not have any other symptoms except the temperature. He thought it might be a urinary tract infection, but wanted us to take her to the E.R. At this point I remembered that there is another baby asleep in his crib so only one of us can go and the other has to stay home.
My husband decided he would take her and I would stay home and pace the floor with worry. He promised to call as soon as he knew something. He took her to a children's hospital and they got her in immediately thankfully and tested her for what they also thought was a u.t.i. At this point her fever was 104. They took off her pajamas(left her bear in her hands of course or else there would have been a riot) and gave her pedialite and motrin. Her temperature started coming down and they ran the tests which of course took until Tuesday to get the results, but still gave her antibiotics. They finally got home around 1:30am and she's wide awake wanting to play. She loves to stay up late and so she thought she would just rock it out and have a party then while we decompressed from stress and worry. A lovely sight I'm sure!
It has been a little crazy here because we were having a barbecue the next day for Philip's birthday, but she was feeling better then. Her fever still went up a little, but nothing like it did thank goodness.
It is the most helpless feeling when a child gets sick and there is nothing you can do. Thank goodness we caught it quickly and she is feeling better now and nearly back to herself. She is already back to stealing Anders' toys so we know she is on the mend. The one good thing out of all of this is that she was not contagious so at least Anders will not get sick. We know that is coming, but it is nice to prolong it as long as possible.
Kiss your babies and thank God for them daily. I know we do!!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Crawling
My daughter Ainsley started crawling at my brother Bruin's house on July 4th. When your kids hit these milestones, you're so excited until you realize that what that means is that she is now mobile and can go pretty much wherever she wants.
When we returned home, I attempted to keep her in one area of the living room by putting pillows, car seats, exersaucers, bumbos, etc. You name it and I was probably using it. These things were all games to her so she played with a few of them for a while and when that got boring, she figured out how to get around them.
In the meantime, I was pretty proud of myself for being so ingenius about keeping her in there without buying the gates and fences yet, which we had planned on doing that weekend. I just had to make it through the week. I went about doing the things I usually do while keeping an eye on them. I dusted, cleaned bathrooms, kitchens, laundry (of course) and other stuff that had been put off during the July 4th holiday.
When I came back into the living room, Anders was being his usual smiling, sweet self just playing in his same area. I looked around for Ainsley and noticed she was not in there. I made it to the kitchen in time to see her sloshing her hand in the cat water bowl and about to eat some cat food. Needless to say, I kept her in a swing, my lap, or right near me until Saturday.
When Saturday came, we went to get the gates. I wasn't thrilled about putting them all over my house because I still wanted a little adultness to my home and this was kind of the last thing until I finally gave in to my house becoming babyland. My husband and I found these pens and I thought how perfect. Some people may think I am mean or a bad Mom, but I think that you have to do what you have to do. All I can say is: "don't feed the animals":)
Monday, July 13, 2009
Blessings
As I am typing this today, my two b/g twin blessings are taking a nap. I take this time to catch up on things, clean, breathe, grab a meal, etc. Today I read on a moms of multiples (MoM) website about a twin that died. He was older and they are not sure how he died. I read the heartbreaking account from his mother and just cried. http://martinomadness.blogspot.com
As a Mom of twins, this is never far from your mind. You are warned from the day you knowyou are having twins that you are at high risk of losing one or both of them. Not that you need reminders of this. Everyday I thank God for my two blessings that were born with no problems and didn't even have to be in the NICU at the hospital, but on days like today, I am especially grateful of them because I know how easily that could have been us.
In the multiples community, you hear a lot about loss of multiples either all or one so it is never far from your heart. My husband warns me about reading these blog posts, but it makes me more appreciative of what I have and I don't ever want to take anyone in my life for granted, but especially my two blessings.
As a Mom of twins, this is never far from your mind. You are warned from the day you knowyou are having twins that you are at high risk of losing one or both of them. Not that you need reminders of this. Everyday I thank God for my two blessings that were born with no problems and didn't even have to be in the NICU at the hospital, but on days like today, I am especially grateful of them because I know how easily that could have been us.
In the multiples community, you hear a lot about loss of multiples either all or one so it is never far from your heart. My husband warns me about reading these blog posts, but it makes me more appreciative of what I have and I don't ever want to take anyone in my life for granted, but especially my two blessings.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Kris
I wanted to say Happy Birthday to my best friend Kris. She is 39 today. (I'm sure she will love me saying that!) Oh well, we're the same age! She is this amazing person whom I have known since we were kids. She is also battling stage II breast cancer and started her chemo on Monday. She is epitome of the glass is half full. I'm so blessed that she is in my life and just wanted to wish her the best birthday she could possibly have so Happy Birthday Kris. I love you!
Hello!
Today is my first blog and I'm very excited to hear from everyone out there. Like my description says, I am a SAHM of twins. They are the best things along with my husband in my life. It is an amazing adventure from day to day and I love every minute of it!
They are 7 months old now and I treasure every moment I get to spend with them. I couldn't do anything without the help of my husband Philip. He's my partner in all this! My life has totally changed (as I knew it would) from pre-twins. You forget that you ever just dropped everything and went on vacation or even out to eat. That does not happen now. There is a multitude of planning that goes into everything.
My kids are very scheduled especially my son Anders. He lives and breathes by the schedule. It has been a really great help most of the time, unless we have to stray from that and then he gets a little crazy because he is out of his element. My daughter on the other hand could care less when she eats and especially sleeps. She would play and roll around the floor all day if I would let her.
We ventured out to Target today for a graduation gift (lots of that planning involved) and of course it rains. Lovely! I have this stroller that is that size of a small country and the car seats pop in it, which is nice, but first you have to get the stroller out of the car and open it up (in the rain) get each kid and make sure their hood is down (in the rain) and then lock up the car (in the rain) and run into the store (in the rain). When we finally get into the store, I have to get one of those carrying baskets because twins do not fit in a shopping cart. Now I am pushing this small country stroller and carrying the basket trying to get my shopping done before the kids start crying or Ainsley starts yelling like a holler monkey throughout the store. (She loves doing this and laughs because she thinks she is very funny) I finally got to the checkout and see the light at the end of the tunnel and there is a lady in line who begins squeezing and pinching my kids cheeks. I'm just hoping she doesn't have swine flu or anything else and want to offer her the hand sanitizer in my purse, but it's too late. Then the inevitable question: are they identical? I patiently and kindly say, no ma'am, they are fraternal. This is my life!
They are 7 months old now and I treasure every moment I get to spend with them. I couldn't do anything without the help of my husband Philip. He's my partner in all this! My life has totally changed (as I knew it would) from pre-twins. You forget that you ever just dropped everything and went on vacation or even out to eat. That does not happen now. There is a multitude of planning that goes into everything.
My kids are very scheduled especially my son Anders. He lives and breathes by the schedule. It has been a really great help most of the time, unless we have to stray from that and then he gets a little crazy because he is out of his element. My daughter on the other hand could care less when she eats and especially sleeps. She would play and roll around the floor all day if I would let her.
We ventured out to Target today for a graduation gift (lots of that planning involved) and of course it rains. Lovely! I have this stroller that is that size of a small country and the car seats pop in it, which is nice, but first you have to get the stroller out of the car and open it up (in the rain) get each kid and make sure their hood is down (in the rain) and then lock up the car (in the rain) and run into the store (in the rain). When we finally get into the store, I have to get one of those carrying baskets because twins do not fit in a shopping cart. Now I am pushing this small country stroller and carrying the basket trying to get my shopping done before the kids start crying or Ainsley starts yelling like a holler monkey throughout the store. (She loves doing this and laughs because she thinks she is very funny) I finally got to the checkout and see the light at the end of the tunnel and there is a lady in line who begins squeezing and pinching my kids cheeks. I'm just hoping she doesn't have swine flu or anything else and want to offer her the hand sanitizer in my purse, but it's too late. Then the inevitable question: are they identical? I patiently and kindly say, no ma'am, they are fraternal. This is my life!
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