Park Day

Sunday was so nice out, we couldn't resist getting outside for some fresh air and sunshine.  It was the perfect day to take the boys to the park for the very first time!

They mostly enjoyed it.  I say mostly, because Jack decided that he doesn't like swings so much right now.  He swung for a few seconds, smiled and giggled, and them promptly started crying.  Oh well...we'll try again another time!

 

We also took a stroll around the harbor before walking to a local restaurant to have lunch.  It was a perfect family day outside.

One Year Photo Shoot & Birthday Party Time!

I can't believe it.  In a week and a half, our boys will be turning one.  ONE!  How the heck did that happen?  Parenthood is truly the biggest time warp I've ever experienced.  That saying, "The days are long and the years are short" is totally 100% true.  I really can't believe it's been almost a year...

We're in the thick of it now, planning two birthday bashes**-one in CT, and one in MA.  Lots of craft projects and menu planning.  And this past weekend, a one year photo shoot.

Anyone who's ever paid a photographer for studio time knows it's not cheap.  In fact, most of the photographers I've looked at want no less than $250 to take photos of our family for us. They're gorgeous, yes, but we just don't have that kind of money floating around right now.  Because we really wanted formal pictures though, I decided to take matters into my own hands.  Instead of paying a professional photographer hundreds of dollars, I hired my niece Mariah for A LOT less to spend a couple of hours snapping pics for us.  I bought (on black Friday) a few yards of white fleece and a few strands of white lights.  I made a banner out of card stock, twine and duct tape and bought a bunch of balloons.  And then then we just spent some time taking tons of pictures to ensure we'd have a handful of keepers.  The results, while not professional grade, are amazing.  And I feel proud that I saved our family a butt-load of money (for diapers) and that my niece did such a wonderful job. It was a lot of work (we were all sweaty after the shoot was over!), but well worth it.  Take a look at the results:

 

 

 

**Jack & Bobby's wishlist can be found HERE. 

Santa's Elves: Week 45

Halloween 2015

...sometimes I'm too tired to write a post...but I think these speak for themselves.

Trick or Treating on the docks

Pumpkin Patch Kids

We couldn't get a great picture of them together, but the individual pictures came out pretty good, I think!  It was too cold to go apple picking, but before the pumpkin patch, we all enjoyed hot apple cider donuts.  The babies told me to tell you all that fall is now their favorite time of year too. 

Because yum.  (Cute babies with cinnamon sugar coating their smiling lips...seriously awesome.)

Happy first fall babies!

Splish Splash

Last week we went to the beach again.  This time I was a little more prepared.  I had better toys.  I brought more blankets to help with feeding.  And I had my big beach umbrella.  And it really made the day much nicer than the first time we were there.

When we first arrived, they boys played with their toys on the blanket.  They are just on the verge of crawling, so I can still sit on the side and sort of watch them play without worrying they'll skitter away from me.  Actually, this might have been our last time at the beach alone...

After playing on the blanket for a bit, I brought them into the water.  Of course we were the talk of the beach.  People watched my every move and every time I looked up, someone was staring.  But you know what?  I don't care anymore.  What they could see was that my boys were have a ball.  An absolute ball.  Jack like sitting in his chair more than sitting in the water.  He loves kicking his little feet around and leaning over to scoop up the soft sand.  I had to stay on top of that because he also really love eating!  Bobby on the other hand love sitting between my legs with his little butt in the water.  He smacked his little hands on the water repeatedly and squealed with delight when the water would land on his face.

Afterward, we went back to the blanket and had some lunch.  I still can't get them to nap there, though, so we packed up and trudged home.  And I mean trudged.  Pushing a double stroller on the sand is HARD WORK!

 

While this last beach day was more of a success than the first day, it was really tiring.  It seems that the more fun my boys have during the day, the more tired I am at night!  Needless to say, our days at the beach might be over for the year...But just because my fun at the beach is over, it doesn't mean that I can't try to recreate the fun for the boys.

Enter the plastic storage bin.  Monday is typically a bath day, and I bathe them individually in a collapsible baby tub.  There's no play time.  It's just wash, wash, wash and dry, dry, dry, repeat.  But today was different.  About 30 minutes before bath time, I filled the bin up with water from the hose so that it would have time to warm up.  (Turns out it was already warm from the sun...but anyway.)  Then I plopped the boys into the warm water with a few toys and sat back (not really) and watched them play.  It was, to say the least, comical.  They had a blast!  For the most part they can sit up on their own (Bobby has a little trouble, but the close quarters and his big brother helped!) so they just sat in the water and splashed.

...until I surprised them with soap and started washing their hair.  But they didn't mind much because they still got to play.  They didn't even mind when I poured a whole mug full of water over their heads.  They just let it roll off their faces and kept on playing!

I'm pretty sure this is how we'll do bath time from now on.  At least until it starts getting cold.  Then maybe we'll recreate this fun inside, on our bathroom floor.  (We don't have a bathtub on the boat.)

Splish splash!

The Beach

Dear Babies,

Today you went to the beach for the very first time.  It was the first time your little feet touched the sand, the first time you splashed in fresh water and the first time you sat basking in the sun.

There's a lot that I could tell you about today.  But instead, I'll just say this-it was magical for me to watch your little faces change from confusion to excitement.  I loved seeing you dip your chubby little hands into the water again and again.  I loved seeing your adorable little feet kicking and splashing and I super loved hearing your squeals of delight when you realized that splashing is fun, and not scary.

You are my little troopers.  Always up for an adventure, always willing to try something new.  Always with smiles and laughter.

I hope you grow to love the beach as much as I do. 

Forever

There is no way I could possibly begin to recap the crazy wonderfulness that has been happening over the last two months.

The boys were christened.  They rolled over, smiled, laughed, and begin interacting with each other.  They babble all of the time.  THEY SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT.  Their little feet were dipped in the fountains downtown.  They went to the Boston Aquarium.  They swam in a pool for the first time.  We went on our first family camping trip.  They can almost sit up on their own.

They love: bouncing in their new jump-a-roos, fart noises (makes 'em laugh every time!), hearing mama sing, hearing and watching dada play the guitar, cuddling, television, being tickled, Green Eggs and Ham and Chicka Chicka Boom Boom, playing with their crinkle stars, walking in the slings, hanging out in the cockpit, and eating books.

They hate: tummy time (when we put them on their bellies, not when they roll over on their own), peas (Jack), being put in the slings (the process), hand dryers in public bathrooms, the vacuum (Bobby) and sitting still.

People often comment that our boys are so good-natured.  It's rare they fuss or cry and when they do, it's because they are hungry or tired (or scared-see hand dryers and vacuums, above).  They usually don't even cry when they have a dirty diaper.  We know it's early, and there are many phases coming which will probably change this (hello teething!), but for now, we'll take it.  We feel very, very lucky to have such happy babies.

Not a day goes by without us looking at our boys with wonder.  They fill us with such joy, such pride...love in its purest form.  We made them.  They are ours and we are theirs.  It's only been 6 months, and yet, it's been forever.

Peas and Oats and Pears, Oh My!

Pears, Peas & Squash

Maybe it's because I couldn't breast feed my boys. Or maybe it's because I want to keep their little bodies as clean and pure as I can for as long as I can. Or it could be about the money. It could be all of those reasons, and on some level, it is all of them. But mostly, it's about me loving to cook for the people I love. And feeding them. Man do I love to feed people. So it was pretty much a no-brainer that I was going to make all of our baby food when the boys reached that point.

As we rounded the corner on their 6 month birthday, my excitement started to grow. I can't explain it, really, why I was freakishly excited to steam fruits and vegetables. I mean, it's steaming. Not roasting or braising or searing. Not very sophisticated or even fun. And let's not even talk about the fact that it's unseasoned. But still, I was giddy with excitement. I went shopping for a new steaming basket, extra big ice cube trays and containers. I pulled out my handy dandy Cuisinart boat motor and lined all of the tools up in a row, making sure they were ready for the big day. And I researched which fruits and vegetables had the most calories vs. vitamins vs. fiber vs...everything.   And I waited.

And waited.  And waited...because everything I've been given says wait until they are 6 months old.

But really, what's a couple of weeks going to do?  Right?  So I stopped waiting.  And I fed my babies solid food.

And for the most part, they loved it!  Their first solid food was peas.  Bobby was a pea freak.  He loved them.  He demanded I keep feeding him and when I stopped to feed his brother, he protested by pounding his little hand on his tray.  Jack, on the other hand, would have happily let me feed his brother all of his peas.  While he didn't hate them, he certainly didn't love them like Bobby did.  But he tolerated them, and that was OK with me.

Bobby says, "Mama!  Stop taking our picture and FEED ME!"  Jack says, "I'll happily give you 1000 smiles if you just forget about those peas."

Over the past few weeks the boys have tried peas, squash, pears, green beans, bananas, sweet potatoes and apples.  They are about to try chicken, peaches and Brussels sprouts.  I really hope they like the sprouts.  We eat those a lot in this house.

They've done really well with all of the food so far.  Bobby had a small rash after eating the apples, but both the pediatrician and me think it was a heat rash and not an allergic reaction.  We're really hoping that neither boy is allergic to anything, especially because Bobby already has one allergy we have to worry about (milk).  I think Bobby's favorite food so far is actually the peas, and Jack's is apples.  They both love the banana and like the rest just fine.  Neither are psyched about the baby oatmeal I give them sometimes, but if I swirl in the fruit of the day, they gobble it up.

Making the food is ridiculously easy.  It takes less than an hour for me to make 3 trays of food, which right now lasts a little over a week.  And knowing that what I'm giving them is clean, preservative free, natural food makes it even easier for me to justify the effort.  And truthfully, making the food is actually cheaper than buying the small containers of store bought baby food.  Even when compared to buying organic.  (I think the exception to this is going to be the chicken.  That was really expensive today when I bought it, but I don't think I could feed the boys jarred chicken anyway, just because of my own ick meter.) 

Home made baby food for the win!

3 Months

My babies are 3 months old... How did that happen already?

As I sit here, tired and beaten down, hoping-no, praying-they fall asleep together just this once I am in awe of how time flies.  It really does seem like just yesterday that Brian and I were sitting in the hospital room, waiting for the doctor to wheel me down to surgery.  Or when we were in the recovery room for what seemed like days, waiting for the privacy we thought we'd get once we had our own room.

And then I remember that first night.  Oh how scared we were.  We didn't have to talk about it.  It was in our eyes.  In our very tired, wide eyes, whenever our babies cried and we couldn't console them.  And then I remember the way it felt that very first time we could, and I feel a little better.  Because every step of this wild, amazing journey has been just like that.  Crazy, I don't know what I'm doing, please make it stop/get better/easier moments that turn into wonderfully triumphant bonding moments with our little family.

And I know that this too, shall pass.  Our babies will learn to fall asleep on their own.  Eventually.  And once they do, I'll feel a sense of accomplishment like never before, because I'll know that I had a hand in helping them find their way to rest, to dreamland...

I'm likely to cry a billion tears during my tenure as their Mama.  If a billion are shed while I'm helping them learn and grow, it'll be worth it.  I just have to remember that while the tears are falling.  Their sweet little faces, even when twisted up in angst, help.

I love you way more than a billion tears my little boys.  Way more...

Middle picture: The day they were born.  Top left, 1 week, moving right along the top, weeks 2-12.  So tiny then, and so big now.

Easter 2015

This weekend we made our way down to Connecticut to visit my family for Easter. We drove down after Brian got out of work on Friday so that we'd miss the rush hour/Easter traffic.  While we did accomplish that, we got there very late, throwing me off of my 9:30/10pm bedtime schedule.  Needless to say, I was very tired on Saturday!

Saturday a few members of my New York family came up to CT to meet our boys for the first time.  While I missed those who couldn't make it (due to rescheduling) I was very happy that my dear Nana was able to come.  She is one of my most favorite people and it meant a lot to me to see her holding my sons.  Especially because my Papa (her husband), whom Jack, our first born is named after, is no longer with us.

Here's a picture of the 5 of us on Saturday:

It was lovely to see everyone.  I missed going to NY this year for Christmas because I was on modified bed rest (really, just had to stay close to home and take it easy), so I haven't seen them in a really long time.  We used to see each other regularly, but life has just gotten in the way of that.

Saturday night my sister Christina (Auntie CC to the boys), niece Mariah and nephew Dominic babysat for Brian and I so we could have our very first date night away from the boys.  It was so nice to get away and reconnect.  While we share a very small space daily, it's become rare when we can actually slow down and have "us" time.  We went to the casino and had dinner, played some slots and had a couple of drinks while listening to live music. 

 

While we were away, the boys had a fun time.  Here is our sweet nephew Dommy playing with his cousin Bobby:

And our sweet niece Mariah cuddling with Bobby (they played with Jack too, he just fell asleep earlier.)

On Easter Sunday, I woke up with the cold that Brian and the boys had the previous week.  Luckily for me, there were lots of people to help Brian hold, feed and love the boys, so I was able to take a nap.  Before that, we ate lots of good food, played with all the kids and watched a very competitive egg hunt between my niece and my sister Lauren.  (My niece won this year!)

Here are some pictures of the boys all dressed up for Easter.  Sadly these outfits didn't last very long, and I didn't get a great picture of them together.  One of them always seems to be crying during group pictures!  I also have to do better at remembering to get a family picture...next time! 

Overall, a very busy and fun weekend with family.  I hope your Easter weekend was just as lovely as ours was!