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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Would You Rather Wednesday

Antlers were the winner in last week's WYRW, but to be fair, I think this was in large part due to Erika's compelling argument about some childhood book I had actually never heard of. So props, Erika, on swaying the voters!

Moving along. Would you rather...

know there's a cockroach living in your bedroom but never be able to find (and kill) it


have an intermittently chirping cricket living outside your bedroom window and never be able to find (and kill) it?

Things to consider:
- For option 1, the cockroach wouldn't stay in one place. There would be evidence of him traveling around your room.
- For option 2, please note that it is not a constant chirping, so it's unlikely that you would get used to it as continuous background noise. And no, you are not allowed to use a noise machine to drown out the cricket.
- For option 1 and 2, pest control companies are not an option.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013


When I get in bed at night (about an hour after the twins go to sleep), I always scroll through my phone looking at pictures of the babies... whom I saw about an hour prior. I also usually spend a minute or two watching my new "favorite channel," aka: the video monitor.

There are days when the only sources of protein I consume are cheese products. 

Brian has a fantasy football league draft tomorrow night and I am terrified about doing bedtime with the babies on my own for the first time.

Relatedly, I'm pretty sure going back to work has rendered me semi-incapable of taking care of the twins on my own for extended periods of time.

Also relatedly, I hate fantasy sports with a fiery passion. (However, I love my husband so I tolerate them... somewhat.)

The only way I stay up-to-date on current events these days is via facebook. If my friends don't post about it, then I likely don't know it's happening.

I wouldn't trade being a mommy for anything, but the one thing I miss the most about my pre-baby life is the ability to sit around and do nothing. 

I'm looking forward to football season because it means I will get to each more chips, queso, and guacamole.

And on that note, one of the reasons I don't want to stop nursing is because I want to continue having an excuse to eat more or less whatever I want.

Anything you'd like to confess today?

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Would You Rather Wednesday

Once again, last week's WYRW had a very clear winner: listening to the same song over and over again in the car. Apparently you people really value your lunchtime variety. Just curious, but if I insisted that song be "Barbie Girl," would that change your answer? Or even better, what if I insisted that it be the German version?

And now for this week's question: would you rather...

have an elephant trunk for a nose


have moose antlers on your head?

Things to consider:
- Finding a life mate, getting a job, and making friends
- Getting dressed (particularly putting shirts on)
- What your reality tv show would be named

Monday, August 19, 2013

This post brought to you courtesy of the pacifier

Thank you to everyone for being so supportive in response to my whiney post last week. Other than another daycare teacher telling me that Colby was hungry after his bottles (but not Clara) and then the next day a different teacher telling me that Clara was hungry after her bottles (but not Colby), I grew a little less discouraged as the week developed. My supply was/is still lower than normal, however, so to say the stress has passed would be a lie!

In an effort to do my part, I am taking a supplement that has the lovely side effect of making me smell like maple syrup. I have noticed the smell but didn't think anyone else had until my mom asked this weekend if someone had been eating pancakes. Apparently the babies also smell like maple syrup as a result... oops. There are definitely worse odors I could emit as a side effect, though, so I'll totally take it.

I have also been trying to eat more foods with oats in them, and yet ironically I have yet to actually try eating oatmeal. Honestly I would stuff dry fists full of oats in my mouth if it would help, but I'm attempting to find a more creative (and tastier) alternative. I made a few of these bad boys and I'm going to pretend they aren't basically just an excuse to eat more dessert.

Speaking of things we prepared in the kitchen over the weekend, I thought I would also share what's on the dinner menu for the Joiners this week: Crockpot Cheesy Chicken & Rice. Oh, and by "prepared," I mean that we chopped up an onion and threw the ingredients in the crockpot. It was challenging, but somehow we rose to the occasion and made it happen.

In other news, we got an impromptu visit from my parents over the weekend! It was a much needed break from our routine and of course helpful to have a couple of extra sets of hands. Babies are totally my mom's "thing" and she is quite the entertainer, as evidenced by this video (that some of you already saw on Instagram):

That's the first time we actually heard Clara legitimately laugh, so it was pretty exciting. She tried her best to get the same out of Colby, but Mr. Grumpy Pants was not loving life this weekend so we didn't get any such footage for him. All of his fussing/drooling/nap-boycotting sure did wear him out, however, which resulted in this pitiful exchange between himself and a painting on our wall:

Sweet, tired baby boy.

Anyway, that's the latest in our world. Hope your week is off to a great start!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Would You Rather Wednesday

I suppose this won't be a shock to anyone, but not a single person selected the public toilet option last week. I guess I majorly overestimated the grossness of shoving coins in your mouth? Let's see if this week's choices are a little more balanced.

Would you rather...

only be allowed to listen to one song every time you ride in the car for the rest of your life


only be allowed to eat the exact same meal for lunch every day for the rest of your life?

Things to consider:
- For option 1, you do have the option of riding in complete silence. But if there is going to be any sound produced (that includes books on tape, for those of you that think you're sneaky), it has to be that one song and only that one song. On repeat. Forever.
- For option 1, feel free to substitute whatever your primary mode of transportation is for "the car." So if you ride your bike or get a ride from your grandmother everywhere you go, the same rule applies. If you ride the bus, then you have to listen to that song on repeat on your iPod. Or walk man if you still have one.
- For option 2, "exact same" means just that. So no, you can't decide the meal will be pizza and switch up the toppings every day.

Bonus points if you vote for one of the options and identify which song or meal you would pick.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Male readers: beware

(And anyone else that is grossed out by breastfeeding: beware as well.)

So I thought about writing a deep and thoughtful post about nursing and the trials and tribulations I've experienced thus far. But then I decided it was too sappy and serious, and that it would require a lot less effort to just throw it all out there.

Nursing is a lot of freaking work. It is time-consuming, brain-consuming, and physically consuming. I'm sure it's a lot of freaking work for one baby, but it is really a lot of freaking work for two.

I literally feel like I have two (really cute) parasites that have taken up semi-permanent residence on my body. Actually, scratch that, thanks to my friend, the pump, I feel like I have three parasites that have taken up semi-permanent residence on my body.

Let's talk about some of the positives of nursing the twins so far:
- weight loss (duh)
- optimal nutrition for the babies
- hopefully it keeps the babies healthier and boosts their immune systems, especially in the germ pool known as daycare (our daycare is great, but inherently full of germs!)
- easier and more efficient than dealing with bottles
- it's FREE!!

Now let's talk about some of the not-so-positives so far:
- Colby has had latching issues from the start, which resulted in me having to use one of these for a while.
- I have gotten multiple milk blisters. These are not fun, and they hurt. A lot.

- I have also gotten multiple plugged ducts (mostly since returning to work and pumping). These are also not fun.
- The position I use to nurse them leaves me feeling like a hunchback.
- But on the list of not-so-positives, this takes the cake: last week I came down with a lovely case of mastitis, complete with chills, 102+ degree fever, and pain while nursing that was so severe that I once spent half the nursing session crying and the other half screaming obscenities. In fact, I am ashamed to admit that pretty much every nursing session in the past week has resulted in the shouting of at least one obscenity. Brian even gave me a stress ball in an attempt to help me cope, but I just threw it across the room (likely while yelling an obscenity). Do you sense a theme here?

Thankfully my OB's nurse came to the rescue and called in a prescription for an antibiotic without me having to go in for a visit. However, one side effect of mastitis and antibiotics is a lowered milk supply. Because when you feel like crap and feeding your babies hurts like crap, the only thing that makes it even more awesome is for you to not produce enough milk, causing you to stress out and produce even less milk. Fun times.

And as many of you saw on facebook last week, one of the daycare teachers had the very unfortunate timing of telling me (the day that the mastitis started) that she thought the babies needed to be getting more in their bottles each day and informed me that they were hungry each time after they ate. Cue additional stressing and refer to paragraph above for how that turns out.

All this to say, I am basically just whining. I would really like to continue nursing/pumping for the reasons listed above. But I don't know realistically if I can keep up with the twins' demand, because unfortunately in my experience so far, pumping doesn't quite mimic the demand of actually nursing.

I'm not necessarily looking for advice (because to be honest, I think I've heard it all at this point), but really just sympathy. Is it shameless to admit that? I don't really care even if it is. I also don't feel bad admitting that I have been tempted to transition the babies straight to cheeseburgers so that we can be done with this whole liquid diet thing.

Thanks for letting me vent about this (as if you have a choice). Be sure to check back in tomorrow for the latest version of Would You Rather Wednesday, which I promise will have nothing to do with nursing (although I could come up with some good ones)!

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Would You Rather Wednesday

Thanks to everyone that has been participating in WYRW so far! Option 2 (putting on your makeup in the dark with no mirror) won by a land slide in last week's edition.

Moving on to this week's question:

Would you rather...

lick the inside of a public restroom toilet bowl


put 25 pennies in your mouth for one full minute?

Things to consider:
- For option 1, you have to do a thorough licking... as in, lick around the entire bowl once.
- For option 1, it has to be at the end of the day and not immediately after the toilet was cleaned.
- For option 2, just think about how many people have touched those pennies.

If you aren't totally grossed out yet, please be sure to vote!

Monday, August 5, 2013

Four months!

Today, my friends, is significant for 3 reasons (in my world, at least):

1. It's Allison and Wade's 7th wedding anniversary!
2. It's the one-year anniversary of our IVF egg retrieval, also known as the day that Colby and Clara came to be (much less embarrassing than it would be for "normal" people to announce the anniversary of their children's conception)!
3. And relatedly, Colby and Clara are 4 months old today!

(So many exclamation points, so little time!)

So let's take a look at what the babies have been up to now that they are 1/3 of the way through their first year of life.

Colby's current nicknames: Lumpy, Colby Guy, Guy (I'm documenting this mainly because I think it will be interesting to see which ones stick.)

Weight: 13 lbs, 15 oz (22nd percentile)
Length: 24.25 inches (17th percentile)
Head: 16.73 inches (78th percentile)

Colby continues to be generally content and smiley, but is undoubtedly the less patient and most pitiful of the two babies. I'm still trying to figure out how I ended up with an impatient baby (ha!), but from what I hear, boy babies are generally more pitiful than girl babies, so I suppose that shouldn't surprise me. Part of the pitifulness (that's a word?) comes from the fact that he cries more (like a baby mountain lion), but he is also pretty consistently congested, and few things are sadder than a stuffy-nosed baby.

Colby now sleeps exclusively on his tummy (gasp!), both for naps and night-time. We moved the babies from their rock 'n plays to the cribs last week and they have both handled the transition fairly well, thankfully! 

Because of all the time spent on his stomach, he has pretty good head control and rolls over from his stomach to back pretty regularly. Other than hanging out face down, some of Colby's other favorite activities include: standing up (supported, obviously), grabbing and swatting at toys, babbling, looking at the stars that the vaporizer projects on the nursery ceiling, bath time, and taking a sweet eternity to eat at bedtime (we're talking solid eating for more than an hour, people). 

Clara's current nicknames: Littlest, Baby Girl, Lady

Weight: 12 lbs, 3 oz (13th percentile)
Length: 23.5 inches (16th percentile)
Head: 15.98 inches (53rd percentile)

As you can see, our little miss is still pretty petite! She has definitely picked up the pace with eating this month, however (thank you, brief return of the 2:30 am feeding), so while she's almost 2 full pounds behind Colby, I have no concerns about her size. 

While Colby has been babbling for over a month now, Clara has just picked up the habit in the last week or so. Most of the time when we hear her babbling, she's talking to the owl pull toy that hangs down from her car seat. Not sure which secrets she's telling that owl, but she seems to have plenty to share!

Clara is also very smiley and generally content, but remains the more serious of the two. It takes a little extra work to make her smile, but thankfully it also takes a little extra work to make her cry, so we'll take it!

She also handled the transition to the crib better than we expected. Interestingly, she sleeps on her back at night but naps exclusively on her stomach. She also has pretty good head control as a result, and seems much more interested in trying to sit than her brother. Ever since he discovered the concept of "standing," he lost all interest in sitting... apparently that's for babies.

Clara's favorite activities include: playing on her play mats, watching "Praise Baby," hanging out in the swing, staring out the car window, playing with her green froggy pacifier, and bath time.

And that's our cue to wrap up the photo session.

Eating: nursing/taking pumped bottles 5-6 times per day (every 3-3.5 hours)
Sleeping: They are generally still sleeping from around 8:15 pm-6:15 am, but with a growth spurt and recent crib transition, they are waking up in the middle of the night more often these days. Usually we (ok, Brian) just have to go in and soothe them or pop in the pacifier- very rarely is a late night feeding required!

Oh, and they are still napping 4 times a day at the moment. Not sure when that will go down to 3 (and eventually 2), but for now they definitely still need that 4th cat nap between 4:30-7:30 or else we have two very over-tired and irrational babies on our hands!
Clothes: 3+ months for both of them

Every month just seems to get better with these two... happy 4 months, little ones!

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Six years

Happy 6th anniversary to the guy that's still my favorite dance partner...

my favorite person to eat cake (or really any food) with...

my favorite hand to hold...

my favorite person to kiss goodnight...

and my favorite person to walk through life with...

Happy anniversary, Brian! Thanks for picking me and putting up with me! (And please forgive me for all of the dangling prepositions in this post.)