So I guess that its true, after 3 days of anything your body pretty much adjusts. Its like quitting smoking, the first 3 days are the hardest. Or when you start a new sport. But I really didnt know that you could adjust to no sleep in 3 days. I think I managed to sleep less last night than any other day this week, and yet I woke up peppier than I have any other morning. Or perhaps its that the deadline of saturday is steadily approaching and my brain has finally decided to kick it into high gear? Whatever it is, thank god it happened.
I was able to get both the cakes baked cut and wrapped in tinny and thrown in the freezer. I finally managed to vaccuum the cobwebs from the ceiling and am currently doing laundry WHILE writing a blog. I dont care what you say guys, Id like to see a man TRY to do all that ontop of chasing babies and remembering to feed them breakfast. Score 1 for me :-) ( a little self-patting never hurt anyone, just let me have this)
Benny has a terrible bum rash at the moment and Im almost 100% sure that its the diapers. We used cloth dipes for the first 3.5 months but then when we moved to Powell River, I started using sposies (thanks for the word michelle!). Since then its been an uphill battle against the bum rashes for benny. He goes a few days between poops and then unleashes them all at once and when that happens his poor bottom gets whiped so often in a day that it just starts to fail.. epically. Ive been letting him wander without a dipe today but hes a frequent pee'r. Sneaky guy.
Ive decided that I will no longer watch the weather channel. For the past 2 weeks its been saying saturday is supposed to be about 18 degrees and sunny to 16 degrees and overcast. Well this morning it told me its going to rain. FAN TASTIC! I guess we will just all hunker down in the house and dry not to elbow each other at the party.
Ok enuff procrastinating, time to fold that laundry and get on with my list of chores! I cant wait until these kids are old enuff for me to start the star chart. oh happy day!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
When It Rains, It Pours
Im sure you've heard that expression before. When I was younger, I would think to myself, quit whining. Whatever you put out there to the universe, you get back. Sometimes 10 fold. Well, today Ive officially become a hypocrit. I am using the old saying and it is ringing as true as possible. I musta given the universe a shit sandwich at some point cuz holy crap.
As you know, the twins turn one in less than a week, and saturday is their party. Now me being the brainiac I am, have decided to throw a birthday party for them. Because you know, they'll even understand what is going on. Ive decided to bake their cakes instead of buying them and not only will they be decorated, they will also be in fancy shapes yet to be determined (add that to my to do list). Now, amidst all of my cleaning preparation, which includes vaccuming the walls and ceilings because apparently the cobwebs didnt get my memo, the children have decided that 530 am is the best time to wake up! its been this way for the past few days. it wouldnt be so bad if I could manage to shut myself off at a decent hour at night, but no no no. My head doesn't hit the pillow till roughly midnight each night, and by the time i finally fall asleep, Thing One has woken up for a feed. Ok im not gonna continue rambling about the little precious sleep ive gotten, my hubby gets up at 330 am for work. Next subject....
This is the last week to get my taxes in. fabulous. Now although Im not personally doing them this year, I still have to dig up all the info. Well thats been fun!! WE MOVED. There are papers and receipts in almost every box in every room of the house. Why do i do this to myself? Shit Sandwich I tell ya!
WHAT the HELL do you get for 1 year old twins for their birthday? Last night I thought to myself, Im throwing them a party, what more do they want?
Seriously starting to think that that's good enough.
Benny has Occupation Therapy today. I think. I cant remember because I didnt write down the date. Its either today or tomorrow. I guess Ill just have to be home and ready for them to come at 3:00 today as well as 3:00 tomorrow. Hes doing so well with everything, although, I must admit. Ive been a bad mommy the past 3 weeks. We have barely worked on any of the exercises she gave us last time. Shit. Shes totally gonna know. And shes gonna think "why do i bother?". But shes got to see that Im drowning here right? Most days Im treading water, the occasional day Im swimming, but these past few, Ive been drowning. Time is moving too quickly and my energy level just isnt where it needs to be. It doesn't help that my diet has been a steady inhalation of coffee, cookies, leftover cake from last weekend and, im not gonna lie, the occasional squirt of pressurized whipped cream. But if I had more time Id be eating properly!!!
Well, now that Ive wasted 15 minutes writing this blog, Im going to go and have yet another coffee and cigarette and see if that will boost my energy level.
As you know, the twins turn one in less than a week, and saturday is their party. Now me being the brainiac I am, have decided to throw a birthday party for them. Because you know, they'll even understand what is going on. Ive decided to bake their cakes instead of buying them and not only will they be decorated, they will also be in fancy shapes yet to be determined (add that to my to do list). Now, amidst all of my cleaning preparation, which includes vaccuming the walls and ceilings because apparently the cobwebs didnt get my memo, the children have decided that 530 am is the best time to wake up! its been this way for the past few days. it wouldnt be so bad if I could manage to shut myself off at a decent hour at night, but no no no. My head doesn't hit the pillow till roughly midnight each night, and by the time i finally fall asleep, Thing One has woken up for a feed. Ok im not gonna continue rambling about the little precious sleep ive gotten, my hubby gets up at 330 am for work. Next subject....
This is the last week to get my taxes in. fabulous. Now although Im not personally doing them this year, I still have to dig up all the info. Well thats been fun!! WE MOVED. There are papers and receipts in almost every box in every room of the house. Why do i do this to myself? Shit Sandwich I tell ya!
WHAT the HELL do you get for 1 year old twins for their birthday? Last night I thought to myself, Im throwing them a party, what more do they want?
Seriously starting to think that that's good enough.
Benny has Occupation Therapy today. I think. I cant remember because I didnt write down the date. Its either today or tomorrow. I guess Ill just have to be home and ready for them to come at 3:00 today as well as 3:00 tomorrow. Hes doing so well with everything, although, I must admit. Ive been a bad mommy the past 3 weeks. We have barely worked on any of the exercises she gave us last time. Shit. Shes totally gonna know. And shes gonna think "why do i bother?". But shes got to see that Im drowning here right? Most days Im treading water, the occasional day Im swimming, but these past few, Ive been drowning. Time is moving too quickly and my energy level just isnt where it needs to be. It doesn't help that my diet has been a steady inhalation of coffee, cookies, leftover cake from last weekend and, im not gonna lie, the occasional squirt of pressurized whipped cream. But if I had more time Id be eating properly!!!
Well, now that Ive wasted 15 minutes writing this blog, Im going to go and have yet another coffee and cigarette and see if that will boost my energy level.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Good Morning, 5:30
Well, aren't I glad I decided to go to bed early last night. DECIDED to, but didn't actually. Got absorbed into the blogging, and by the time I set the coffee, checked the kids and remembered to brush my teeth, it was 1145. Nice try, better luck next time.
I was awakened first at 3:00 am by a seemingly hungry baby boy who, in all reality, just wanted to make sure that his beloved boob hadn't left him. Then again at 5:30, hes decided hey, who needs sleep anyway? I rolled over and looked out the window and thought to myself, "if im lucky, it only seems dark outside because its a gloomy day." To my dismay, I look at the clock and sure enough, 5:37 appeared in bright cheery green. Bright and cheery my ass. I tried desperately to nurse the evil child back to sleep. Nope, not gonna work. He just wants nothing more than to bulldoze all over me. Ok, might as well get up, perhaps the coffee is still warm from when hubby got up at 3:30. Fat chance.
I dont care what they say, microwaved coffee just doesnt cut it. Dump out the remaining coffee, fill up the maker, set it and drag my sleepy self to the couch. How about some news? nope, benny decides to change the channel. FABULOUS. Ive not even had my coffee yet and hes screaming along to the four-tones which just might happen to be the worlds most irritating show, only produced to ingrain the most aggravating and mind numbing songs into even the most patient parents. Eternity goes by, finally I hear the most wonderful sound. The beeping of the Finished Coffee. ahhhh. Smoke time. Yes I smoke, wanna fight about it?
I just love the way that Benny is awake before Emma. I love the way that she sleeps till 8:00 religiously, sometimes later. I love the way that by the time Benny is getting so pooped out from his early wake up, Emma is just kickin into high gear. Ive heard of the witching hour, but ours seems to last all day. One up, One down, possible overlap, one down, one up. I didn't need to leave the house today right? Its ok, I haven't showered lately anyhow. Its almost comedic how on the days that the kids DO end up synchronizing their naps, Im so smitten with delight that I cant even bring myself to lay down. Instead I end up doing menial jobs like sorting laundry, paying bills, or surfing the internight wildly for things that I normally wouldnt give 2 S*&Ts about, but hey, the kids are sleeping! One day I will learn my lesson, I HOPE!!
Oh, and the most wonderful thing of all. The kids and I have had an awful cold for the past week, and nothing says Hey mommy Im awake! Like the feeling of green boogers being slimed all down my cheek as my happy baby boy nuzzles me awake.
Only a mommy would be able to smile thru THAT type of torture!
I was awakened first at 3:00 am by a seemingly hungry baby boy who, in all reality, just wanted to make sure that his beloved boob hadn't left him. Then again at 5:30, hes decided hey, who needs sleep anyway? I rolled over and looked out the window and thought to myself, "if im lucky, it only seems dark outside because its a gloomy day." To my dismay, I look at the clock and sure enough, 5:37 appeared in bright cheery green. Bright and cheery my ass. I tried desperately to nurse the evil child back to sleep. Nope, not gonna work. He just wants nothing more than to bulldoze all over me. Ok, might as well get up, perhaps the coffee is still warm from when hubby got up at 3:30. Fat chance.
I dont care what they say, microwaved coffee just doesnt cut it. Dump out the remaining coffee, fill up the maker, set it and drag my sleepy self to the couch. How about some news? nope, benny decides to change the channel. FABULOUS. Ive not even had my coffee yet and hes screaming along to the four-tones which just might happen to be the worlds most irritating show, only produced to ingrain the most aggravating and mind numbing songs into even the most patient parents. Eternity goes by, finally I hear the most wonderful sound. The beeping of the Finished Coffee. ahhhh. Smoke time. Yes I smoke, wanna fight about it?
I just love the way that Benny is awake before Emma. I love the way that she sleeps till 8:00 religiously, sometimes later. I love the way that by the time Benny is getting so pooped out from his early wake up, Emma is just kickin into high gear. Ive heard of the witching hour, but ours seems to last all day. One up, One down, possible overlap, one down, one up. I didn't need to leave the house today right? Its ok, I haven't showered lately anyhow. Its almost comedic how on the days that the kids DO end up synchronizing their naps, Im so smitten with delight that I cant even bring myself to lay down. Instead I end up doing menial jobs like sorting laundry, paying bills, or surfing the internight wildly for things that I normally wouldnt give 2 S*&Ts about, but hey, the kids are sleeping! One day I will learn my lesson, I HOPE!!
Oh, and the most wonderful thing of all. The kids and I have had an awful cold for the past week, and nothing says Hey mommy Im awake! Like the feeling of green boogers being slimed all down my cheek as my happy baby boy nuzzles me awake.
Only a mommy would be able to smile thru THAT type of torture!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Just one more..
Yes I am going blog crazy this evening. I think its all the nervous energy. There are so many things I could go on about here that I am not going to. I will save them for future blogs when I have no ideas. I will skim the surface tho. Heres a mini timeline for the past few years.
2005- August-met my husband
2005- October- found out I was pregnant.. yes 2 months after meeting this man I have become impregnated with his child. scared, bewildered, shocked; all very good words to describe what i was feeling
2006-May - we move in together.
2006-July - Baby boy is born. Mason Frederick Ranger. My forever angel.
2006-September - Start school while on mat leave. Not technically allowed but what they dont know wont hurt them
2007- graduate WOO HOO!
2007- Christmas - ENGAGED!!
2008- August 23rd. MARRIED!!
2008- September - Honeymoon involving rollercoasters (hence.. the twins)
2008- October - O look preggers again
2008 - October 17 - I wake to find my Mason has passed away tragically. Wont go into detail
2008 - November 5 - WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS TWINS!!!
2008 - December 22 - New puppy. Max . Bernese mountain dog. Cuz, you know, Im not THAT busy .... yet
2009 - May 3 - Our new babies join our crazy household. 2 babies, My Hubby, Me and our darling dog in a 2 bedroom basement suite..
2009 - August 23 - Accepted offer on our very first house!!
2009-October 1 - Got the Keys!! fast forward
2010- present day April 26. my babies are a year old in a week. OH GOOD LORD
So, that was as brief an overview as I could do for you. Hope it didnt scare you off!
2005- August-met my husband
2005- October- found out I was pregnant.. yes 2 months after meeting this man I have become impregnated with his child. scared, bewildered, shocked; all very good words to describe what i was feeling
2006-May - we move in together.
2006-July - Baby boy is born. Mason Frederick Ranger. My forever angel.
2006-September - Start school while on mat leave. Not technically allowed but what they dont know wont hurt them
2007- graduate WOO HOO!
2007- Christmas - ENGAGED!!
2008- August 23rd. MARRIED!!
2008- September - Honeymoon involving rollercoasters (hence.. the twins)
2008- October - O look preggers again
2008 - October 17 - I wake to find my Mason has passed away tragically. Wont go into detail
2008 - November 5 - WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS TWINS!!!
2008 - December 22 - New puppy. Max . Bernese mountain dog. Cuz, you know, Im not THAT busy .... yet
2009 - May 3 - Our new babies join our crazy household. 2 babies, My Hubby, Me and our darling dog in a 2 bedroom basement suite..
2009 - August 23 - Accepted offer on our very first house!!
2009-October 1 - Got the Keys!! fast forward
2010- present day April 26. my babies are a year old in a week. OH GOOD LORD
So, that was as brief an overview as I could do for you. Hope it didnt scare you off!
Stretching my blog muscles.
ok, here goes
My babies are turning a year old in a week. yes. it has been 1 year since I was this incredibly large, anal retentive, power hungry being that faintly resembled a human. I was nearing the 200 lb mark and definately feeling it in every inch of my body. I prayed, bartered even tried reasoning with God to just hurry up and throw me into labour, and in the same breath, thanking him that he had spared me the long-feared journey of having 2 tiny babies in the NICU. If that doesnt spell mood swings, I dont know what does! Ok, So May 3rd rolls around, Im induced, numbed and sliced open and out pop 2 of the most beautiful little people Ive ever seen. At this point we are 3 and 0 in the cute baby department. After the 4 night stay in the hospital I am begging the nurses to keep me in for any reason they can drum up. My incision hurts; my babies not latching; I cant stand up straight.. HOW AM I GOING TO TAKE CARE OF 2 BABIES!?
The first 6 weeks are a blur. I remember pain. Lots and lots of pain. I definately do not plan on having anymore c-sections in my life time. ESPECIALLY twin c-sections. The next 6 weeks, also a blur. A near white-out storm of screaming, pooping, puking, rashy, tiny babies. And then,
The first smile. Ok, it was worth it.
The first year has definately been a learning experience. I know how to handle one baby. one, individual baby. One baby that I can nap with and easily cart from place to place. How much harder is one more? Let me tell you.
The first thing I came to learn was just how rediculous were the logistics of it all. I began looking at outings as mathematical equations that could daunt even the greatest minds. If I am in the house, and the van is outside at the curb, and I put both babies in the carseats, but due to the on call surgeon mistaking me for an above-the-hips amputee, I am not able to carry more than 8 lbs at a time. Each baby + carrier weighs more than that EACH.
Ok
Let me start again,
Im inside, Van outside, Babies inside. Take one baby to van, wait, that wont work, that means one baby is left alone inside the house. ok Scratch that. Take one baby and put them on the doorstep, then go back in and get the second baby. ok, this could work. I will just leap frog them to the van. yes. Ive solved it!! wait.. its raining!!!
You probably get the jist. I wont even get started on tandem nursing.
The year has been wonderful. Weve learned so much about each other. The kids each have their own distinct personalities. One likes this toy, and the other likes the same toy, but only while the first baby has it. If you take it from the baby who had it first and give it to the baby who wants it so bad that they are screaming and clawing at the first baby... they realise that they infact do not like it as much as once thought.
It was fun guessing who would do what first, and when. And then laughing at our own demise as the kids blew thru milestones. Thank goodness for us, Neither is yet walking. but we can feel it coming faster than a freightrain down a mountain...
My babies are turning a year old in a week. yes. it has been 1 year since I was this incredibly large, anal retentive, power hungry being that faintly resembled a human. I was nearing the 200 lb mark and definately feeling it in every inch of my body. I prayed, bartered even tried reasoning with God to just hurry up and throw me into labour, and in the same breath, thanking him that he had spared me the long-feared journey of having 2 tiny babies in the NICU. If that doesnt spell mood swings, I dont know what does! Ok, So May 3rd rolls around, Im induced, numbed and sliced open and out pop 2 of the most beautiful little people Ive ever seen. At this point we are 3 and 0 in the cute baby department. After the 4 night stay in the hospital I am begging the nurses to keep me in for any reason they can drum up. My incision hurts; my babies not latching; I cant stand up straight.. HOW AM I GOING TO TAKE CARE OF 2 BABIES!?
The first 6 weeks are a blur. I remember pain. Lots and lots of pain. I definately do not plan on having anymore c-sections in my life time. ESPECIALLY twin c-sections. The next 6 weeks, also a blur. A near white-out storm of screaming, pooping, puking, rashy, tiny babies. And then,
The first smile. Ok, it was worth it.
The first year has definately been a learning experience. I know how to handle one baby. one, individual baby. One baby that I can nap with and easily cart from place to place. How much harder is one more? Let me tell you.
The first thing I came to learn was just how rediculous were the logistics of it all. I began looking at outings as mathematical equations that could daunt even the greatest minds. If I am in the house, and the van is outside at the curb, and I put both babies in the carseats, but due to the on call surgeon mistaking me for an above-the-hips amputee, I am not able to carry more than 8 lbs at a time. Each baby + carrier weighs more than that EACH.
Ok
Let me start again,
Im inside, Van outside, Babies inside. Take one baby to van, wait, that wont work, that means one baby is left alone inside the house. ok Scratch that. Take one baby and put them on the doorstep, then go back in and get the second baby. ok, this could work. I will just leap frog them to the van. yes. Ive solved it!! wait.. its raining!!!
You probably get the jist. I wont even get started on tandem nursing.
The year has been wonderful. Weve learned so much about each other. The kids each have their own distinct personalities. One likes this toy, and the other likes the same toy, but only while the first baby has it. If you take it from the baby who had it first and give it to the baby who wants it so bad that they are screaming and clawing at the first baby... they realise that they infact do not like it as much as once thought.
It was fun guessing who would do what first, and when. And then laughing at our own demise as the kids blew thru milestones. Thank goodness for us, Neither is yet walking. but we can feel it coming faster than a freightrain down a mountain...
Intro
Good Evening all!
Welcome to my blogspot, where you will hear the crazy, sleep deprived, food deprived, adult conversation stimulate deprived, occasionally raging rantings of a twin mommy and wife (and daughter and sister and friend). Im not gonna lie, some of the blogs I will post may gross you out, stun you and possibly cause you to run screaming from the computer. Bear with me though, for there is always "humor in everything". Or so I have been told....
Welcome to my blogspot, where you will hear the crazy, sleep deprived, food deprived, adult conversation stimulate deprived, occasionally raging rantings of a twin mommy and wife (and daughter and sister and friend). Im not gonna lie, some of the blogs I will post may gross you out, stun you and possibly cause you to run screaming from the computer. Bear with me though, for there is always "humor in everything". Or so I have been told....
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