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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Such extreme highs and lows

Things that are getting on my nerves: 
1. The weather forecast for this week is perfect (sorry, Northern readers!). Sunny with highs in the 70s. Saturday and Sunday (aka: the only 2 days I get to see daylight and play with the twins), however? Temperatures in the 50s with a 70-90% chance of rain.

2. That pesky full-time job of mine is also preventing me from spending all of my waking hours watching Gilmore Girls. I still have 3.5 seasons to get through before I'm finished and I just don't know logistically how I will accomplish this task while working AND parenting.

3. Most of the contestants on The Bachelor. Oh, and the bachelor himself. I'm enjoying watching this season with my sis and some friends, but these people are truly, mind-numbingly exasperating. Except for Becca- I like her... I think.

Things that aren't getting on my nerves:
1. The twins like what we made for dinner this week! Pre-children, it wasn't a huge deal if whatever we made for dinner for the week wasn't a big hit because we usually just ate it anyway and moved on with our lives. When Colby and Clara don't enjoy what we made, however, there is whining, yelling, and lots of violent utensil-throwing.

2. I'm not going to give specifics yet, but our days of paying two mortgages will be over soon, Lord willing!

3. Ok, sorry for talking about The Bachelor twice in one post (you can blame Allison), but this SNL spoof of the show was too funny not to share:

Monday, January 26, 2015

Gender stereotyping for the win!

I've come to you this week with even more deep thoughts to share: dressing Clara for church is way more fun than dressing her for school. Unlike Colby, there are several items of Clara's clothing that either aren't practical for her to wear to school or that I just don't want her to risk ruining (although truth be told, they typically come home from daycare much cleaner than they are after a day at home).

And because I want there to be proof that I do put bows in my daughter's hair, allow me to share a few with you:

This is the smocked owl dress that I spend an absurd amount of money on and blogged about back in the Spring. Worth every penny, I must say, because it has room for her to grow and more importantly, she looks so darn cute in it! (Also, please note how pleased Colby is that he's getting to play with his coveted unsharpened pencil and notepad... funny kid.) 

I think I want to wear this outfit myself, white fluffy vest and all.

I triple dog dare you to find anything cuter than a miniature pea coat. With gold flats. And tights with gold bows on them. And don't even get me started on the fact that her dress (and matching bow) are maroon!!

Ok, I'm done reveling in my girl(y) mom-ness. But I don't have anything more exciting to say, so I'm just going to leave you with a few more pictures from this weekend that incorrectly suggest I don't actually have a son as well:

Actually, if you look closely, that cute son of mine is making a cameo in the reflection of Clara's shades!

Post-nap hair always accompanies post-nap confusion

Avery and Clara hanging out at the park yesterday... more interested in picking up rocks than smiling for the camera.

And lastly, proof that I do have a son. I think it's safe to say there's enough "boy" going on in this picture that other pictures aren't even necessary :)

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Start 'em young

I was relieved to hear that so many of you were able to relate to my last post! I'm relieved that Michelle Duggar didn't read it and try to convince me that I'm missing out. And that she didn't try to convince me of the benefits of wearing full-length denim skirts on a regular basis.

Anyway, in case you're wondering just how heavily this whole what-to-do-with-our-frozen-embryos-and-when-to-do-it has been weighing on my mind, you should know that I recently dreamed that I offered some of them (the embryos) to my high school Homecoming date. For some strange reason, he politely declined, so I decided to take a trip to the fertility clinic (along with my co-worker and her cousins) to go ahead and have two of the embryos transferred... without telling Brian. Good choices all around, I'd say.

Now back to the children that aren't currently frozen: yesterday was their first trip to the dentist! It seemed a little silly to me to take them this young, but all of the other toddler moms were doing it so I felt obligated. Plus, I figured it was good to go ahead and get into the habit of taking them regularly now rather than later.

The appointment started off a little rocky since Colby and Clara both seem to assume that any time we go to a new place, we plan to leave them there and abandon them forever. Clara made a great first impression on the office staff by throwing herself on the floor when I refused to take her outside:

Thankfully they warmed up once we got inside the office, due in large part to the presence of stuffed animals. The dentist was really friendly and gave us a good report on both of the munchkins' mouths (which he was able to see very clearly, thanks to their screaming). He even told us that Clara's pacifier use was not a concern and that it was fine as long as she got rid of them by age FOUR. I'm glad she couldn't understand what he was saying and won't try to use it as leverage when we do cut the cord (or more accurately, the tips of her "fwenz") in the very near future. 

We were sent on our way with water bottles (for the adults), stickers, bouncy balls, balloons, toothbrushes, toothpaste, AND these keepsake magnets that truly show the joy and excitement that the twins experienced at their first trip to the dentist:

I think you'll agree that McKayla Maroney has nothing on these two.

Monday, January 19, 2015

On a more serious note

In place of the normal weekend recap, I'm here to bring you some deep thoughts to start off the week. This topic/question has randomly been coming up a lot lately, and I'm sure some of you are in the same boat, so I thought I'd share my thoughts...

I don't think I want to have any more kids. I know that probably sounds terrible coming from someone who would have given all of her appendages to obtain children a few short years ago, but it's true.

I didn't spend all of my pre-child days dreaming of having one boy and one girl- in fact, I always said I wanted three (saying I wanted two just felt like I was aiming to be average, ha!). And it still annoys me when people tell me how lucky we were to "be finished in just one shot" by having one of each at the same time (especially if they knew how many "shots" IVF actually entailed ;), as if any other number or combination was less than perfect.

But I would also be lying if I didn't say that having one of each allows us to experience the best of both worlds. And with two, we aren't outnumbered. Life, though chaotic and very full, still feels manageable... and if you know me, you know that I like manageable!

The interesting thing about having two at one time (and no more) is this: it's sad to think of all of the things that you only get to do once- the cuteness of the newborn days, the excitement of new milestones, eventually the first day of school, etc. But at the same time, it's also a relief to think of all of the things that you only have to do once- the exhaustion of the newborn days, the stress of transitioning from one life stage to the next, and heck, even eventually the awkwardness of middle school!

And the latter sentiment is really where my mind is stuck these days. I feel like I spent the first year of the twins' lives in a fog, and in their second year of life, I finally feel like we have the hang of this life-as-a-family-of-four thing and it seems like only a crazy person would mess that up. But considering people have more than one child (or in our case, more than two at one time) ALL THE TIME, it can't be all that crazy.

I would dare to say, however, that moms of multiples are slightly more shell-shocked and that perhaps the PTSD that results from ensuring the survival of more than one infant at a time lingers a little longer. Which might explain why, every time I hear about someone with a child around the twins' age being pregnant with another, I am baffled. How is anyone ready to do this all over again?!

But of course, deciding if/when we're "done" is not as cut and dry as it is for most couples because if you'll recall (or in case you never caught it in the excitement of finding out our first round of IVF was successful), we still have 4 frozen embryos in the bank! So if we really and truly think Colby and Clara are "it," then we still have some tricky decisions to make.

Thankfully, we don't have to decide anything any time soon. So unless/until we sense some clear direction from God on the topic, we can keep putting off the decision (to the tune of several hundred dollars a year- thank you, freezer fees!) for years and years to come. And while I dislike nothing more than procrastination, I'm awfully thankful for the option right now!

So that's where we stand. For those of you in a similar boat, feel free to share your thoughts or experiences! In the meantime, I'll be enjoying our "average" life as a family of four...

Monday, January 12, 2015

Using the term "highlights" loosely

And just like that, we survived the first full week back to "normalcy." Readjusting to the lack of sleep, food, and fun, left some of us crankier than others, but we made it through and that's all that matters.

For a relatively uneventful weekend, we still had some pretty eventful highlights:

- Colby got his 2nd haircut! Just like the first time, there were lots of tears, but unlike the first time, he came out of this haircut looking more like a little boy than a baby and I'm not sure how I feel about it (you can't really tell from this pic, so just take my word for it). Regardless, he is still the handsomest!

- We had a double date SANS CHILDREN with the Olivers! Thanks to the generosity of two sets of grandparents (and an aunt), we were able to enjoy dinner without any screaming, utensil-throwing, high chair escaping, or episodes of "Elmo's World" playing on the iPhone. We did briefly discuss the potty habits of our children, but we mostly stuck to adult conversation (read: lots and lots of "that's what she said" jokes.)

- We visited a new church (also with the Olivers... shocking, I know) and enjoyed it! We'll be back next weekend so stay tuned.

- By some act of God, we did not once feed the twins chicken nuggets or macaroni and cheese. And if you spend any time around picky toddlers, then you understand why that was monumental enough to make this list of highlights.

Not sure how this week can top that excitement, but we'll try. I'll leave you with one more pic:

Just watching a little football and eating some raisins after nap time