The boys took their first bath in the big tub today. When people say to me, "enjoy them, it goes by so fast" I kind of wanted to laugh. It's pretty hard to enjoy a time when you are getting no sleep, no shower, and no time to breathe. I get it lately though. The boys are getting so big and it just hit me today that the baby tub is a first of many things they will outgrow way too fast.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
A lil Kahlil
Your Children are not Your Children
They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
© Kahlil Gibran, 1923, 1973.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Quad squad
It's nice to have mom friends. They understand the pain of being up all night, teething, doctors appointments and all of the other stressful and wonderful things about being a new mom.
A lot of my friends say, "I don't know how you do it with two." I honestly don't know how I do it some days either.
Brandy is the best kind of mom friend-a twin mom friend-a twin boy mom friend. It's nice to have someone that knows how you do it! Her boys Jack and Callahan (3 months) came over for our first playdate. She is just coming out of the newborn fog and is starting to realize there is life beyond the four walls of her living room.
Monday, January 12, 2009
The trouble with twins

We decided to do one nursery for the boys. This has been working out fabulously until now. During naptime, Keller turns his body around in his crib so he can "play" with Maguire. They laugh and talk and I can hear them in there when they are supposed to be sleeping. Ugh. This makes my days unbelievably long. By the time dinner rolls around they are fussy and tired and a huge mess because they partied all day. Last night, Keller fell asleep before he could even take his first bite. He may not be our kid. Neither one of us have EVER been too tired to eat. The thighs look suspiciously familiar however . . .
Sunday, January 4, 2009
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