I’m not sure where to start.  (Didn’t the last blog start with such uncertainty as well?)  I hate it when I go a month without writing anything.  There are so many moments, that as they happen, I think “I’ve got to remember to write about that”... and then I finally get a few minutes to myself with a nice glass of wine, and I’ve completely forgotten all the things I wanted to say.  Which... for this past month is probably more of a good thing, since I’d have to say it was my toughest month on record, mentally.  There were times when I thought I was going to completely lose my mind, and then there were actually a few days when I thought that the inevitable had finally happened.... and I did in fact, lose my mind.  Something about my physical body and my mental parts not being in sync as to where we stood on the whole “postpartum” issue? Who knows.  One particular night, a few of my friends were throwing around emails about getting together for dinner, and I let them know I was going to “sit this one out” because “I think it’s about to happen”.  And that night, I had 3 amazing friends show up at our house, food and wine in tow... no questions asked (two of them with their OWN babies to tend to, and one 8 months pregnant.)  “Amber, you don’t even have to talk”, one of them said.  You know, people say all the time “I have no clue how you do it with twins”, and for the most part, I don’t have the slightest clue either.  But I think that the majority of it has to do with all of the loving and selfless people that God has chosen to surround us with.  Not just friends, but family as well.  It’s amazing.  

 

Ok, I apologize.  I know that the majority of you “tune in” to the blog to find out what M&T have been up to, so.... since there have been so many moments... I’ll break down a top 5 of our May highlights:

 

5) Bye-Byes -

Mallory has learned the “Bye-bye” but not so much perfected it.  She says it (and waves) when prompted, says it (and waves) when you leave the room, says it (and waves) when you walk back in the room, and says it (and waves) when you pick her up to walk her somewhere.  LOVE IT.  

 

4) Experiments with food -

Besides the burnt wood and ashes that Mallory decided to taste on her own accord (see #2, below), the babies have had a lot of food experiments this past month.  Some of them have been finger foods given by us, such as noodles, cheese, peas, beans, and whatever else we found suitable... and the others have been by baby discovery - grass, leaves, cat hair, birdseed (which does NOT digest, by the way), and limes.

 

3) Mommies of Twins -

I met up with a fellow mommy of twins (8-month-olds) at a wedding shower, and could have spent hours talking to her about the “goings on” in her household.  My favorite part of which she explained their bedtime ritual as “Bed, Bath, and Beyond”.  Amy, I swear we should write a book together.  

 

2) Mobility -

Both Mallory and Taylor are actively “all over the place”.  It a serious pain in the rear.  While I love it, and think it’s cute when they get excited and crawl frantically (and with amazing speed) toward something (like ME, for example)... it is NOT cute when I turn my head for two seconds to find that Mallory has half the fireplace contents in her mouth.  (I should note here that this was literally 2 minutes before we were leaving for a pediatrician appointment.  Mallory decided to go “exploring” while I was snapping Taylor into the baby carrier.  I had to clean out the inside of her mouth with my finger (for the big huge chunks), a washcloth (for the smaller chunks), and ultimately baby wipes (smallest chunks).  I also made her drink a few sips of water so that there was not any evidence of black drool in her mouth to tip off the doctor that I was a horrible mother.)  

 

1) Births of babies -

One of my closest friends just had a baby four days ago.  I am absolutely in love with her and her husband... and now... their brand new baby.  And it is amazing what the birth of a new baby can do to the love you have for your own.  As I was holding the new little earthling, I just kept saying over and over “I swear Mallory and Taylor were never this small... this helpless.... this vulnerable”.  Well... they were. And they were smaller, more helpless, and more vulnerable.  I miss that.  I miss that you holding them is the highlight of their day.  I miss the swaddled babies with caps to keep their heads warm.  But THEN, I remembered that our babies are currently sleeping through the night.  And as my friend and her husband were telling me how tired they were while we were all sitting in the hospital, I didn’t have the heart to tell them that they were not going to get more than a 3 hour stretch of sleep for around the next 6 weeks.  But in all honestly, I really sort of miss that too.  

Uh-oh.