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May 2010


I Haven’t Really Left You

I feel bad that I don’t comment very much. It’s just so hard.
I can read all of the blogs from my iPhone, but it’s much harder to type out all of the comments and everything I’d like to say.

It’s difficult enough to just keep blogging but I’m trying.
My laptop goes days without being opened and so I haven’t updated my blogroll, put bfp’s in the appropriate category, listed all the blogs I’m reading (because I read so many more than what are listed).

I’m beginning to find a few more moments of free time, life IS getting easier. But, whew.
Life with twins is hard, y’all.

I remember reading on someones blog that is was so unhelpful to hear how hard it was going to be or that they didn’t know what they are getting themselves into.
And that’s not helpful, but my god is it true.
It’s the physical sleep deprivation more than anything else that you just cannot expalin to people who have not experienced it.
And even if you have 2 kids close in age…it is still not like having twins.
They are simply in their own category and the only ones who truly get it are other twin moms.

Thanks for those of you who continue to read along. I’m still reading along, too, and someday I hope to be an active commenter again.

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Crib Separation Anxiety

I’m the one having anxiety, not the boys!

After Grunter decided he was all grown up now and could roll with the big boys, we did look into the sleep positioners. While I’m sure they have indeed worked for others, it was not going to be a good fit for us. Grunter has flipped around like a swaddled, crazed mermaid from about 2 weeks old.
He is a mover and a shaker and I have no doubt he would’ve slipped and scooted himself right down that device, causing me more anxiety than the possibility of him rolling over.

The boys look like they are going to be tall and for the last couple of weeks we’ve been discussing moving them to their separate cribs because we were afraid they would soon start kicking each other in their sleep and waking the other one up.
Our decision to unswaddle Grunter also forced us to separate them.
Now that he has free movement, there’s no way we wanted them in the same crib together.
So, two nights ago, my tiny babies became big boys. No more swaddle, no more sleeping together. Sigh.
I just wasn’t expecting this at 14.5 weeks! I mean, I’m really pleased that developmentally they are doing so well, but considering their ‘real’ adjusted age is only 10.5 weeks, I certainly wasn’t expecting this.

The first night we removed the swaddler portion of the Halo SleepSack (love this product, it’s a 2 for 1 deal, just like twins!) and put him on his back. That night was a bit of a nightmare.
He grunted and snorked and cried and barked out in the night. I was a mess worrying that he was face down suffocating himself. My worst fear has always been that I will wake up and one of the boys will no longer be breathing, so this was like my worst nightmare scenario.
However, every time I checked on him, he was on his side, never on his stomach. Just as I suspected…he’s a side sleeper!
We all got little sleep and by 4am, we brought his car seat to the bedroom and he slept for a blissed out 4 hours. Pretty much a record for him, so he really needed it.

Last night, we figured we had no option, but to just suck it up and try it again. It has to get better. And it did. He went down just fine, even better than when we would swaddle him. First time down and we never had to come back for any soothing. Yeah!
BUT, when I put his brother down (swaddled), he began thrashing about and I thought…hmmm? Time to unswaddle him as well?
I did, but it took 6 tries to soothe him and get him to sleep. Chicken decided he needed to be swaddled and that I was just paranoid, but guess who decided to roll on their side all swaddled up??!! Yep.
So, Whoop Whoop is also swaddle free today.

This morning during tummy time, Grunter rolled from his stomach to his back, THREE TIMES. I guess I don’t need to worry so much.

Separate Cribs. Swaddle Free.

Time sure is moving fast.

Roly Poly Problemos

For the last week or so–right around the 3 month mark (but 2 months adjusted) both of the boys have been rolling onto their backs during tummy time.
This seemed early…but great.

Today, Grunter was taking a nap in the crib when we heard an unusual squak. We figured he was waking up and ready to eat, as usual.

When we went in we found he had rolled–while swaddled–from his back to his front!
Scary though because he couldn’t move since he was swaddled up.
I think the swaddler gives him an unfair advantage of flipping and rolling that he doesn’t have otherwise. Plus, I can already tell he is going to be a side sleeper as he prefers to roll on his side while hanging out.

Is it time to unswaddle and just do the sleep sack portion??
I’m scared because he still can’t raise his head a long time during tummy time and doesn’t have the upper body strength his brother has.
I’m also scared that he won’t sleep as well with his arms moving all over.
What to do? What to do…?

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Third Times a Charm?

The passport photos for myself and Chicken are done.

We did a re-do with the boys. This time a very nice lady had they lay on the floor on top of a white blanket we had brought.
Chicken and I would hold their heads facing perfectly straight, count to 3 and let go.
Some times this worked, but wow, babies really like to turn their heads.
We thought we got 2 good photos but when she printed them, the were blurry and the blanket was rumpled….which means they are no good!!

Today, I’m going to try some photos at home myself and if it works, just go in and have her size and print them since she offered us yet another re-do.
Just in case we have to try it in the store again, we are going to use a piece if white poster board instead and I’m bringing my camera as it has a much faster speed than the digi she was using.

Fingers crossed. Third times a charm.
We don’t have our appointment at the passport agency until next week, so we have tine to keep trying!
This is crazy!

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Painful Passport Photos

This has been on my to-do list for quite some time. With the name change, we have gotten most of the change overs done, but not this one. However, this one is a terribly time-consuming project and we just haven’t been able to get to it. Now, we have to act.

The problem is that it require such a significant amount of time just for the photos.

First of all, Chicken and I both have to do hair and make up. If I’m going to be showing a photo for the next 10 years, I’d better look as good as possible. My last passport photo was crap and I have been waiting 10 years to make a better one. Since the twins have been born, I can count the number of times in the past 3 months I’ve done hair and makeup. Once. That was for a trip to the DMV. ONCE. (But it was a good photo!)

Because it’s damn hard to just take a shower, let alone do anything with my hair besides pull it up. Oh and about my hair. You blogger ladies were not kidding about the shedding. Holy sheddsville. It it coming out by the handful. I don’t even bother to wash it more than once or twice a week because it’s so disgusting. I have to pull it out of the drain at least 3 times while I’m showering because otherwise it’s like I’m wading in the River Ganges.
And the showering part….well, since the twins have been born I don’t shower daily anyway. Or even every other day. There are some days I can fit it in, but mostly other things take priority. Like sleep. And eating.

So Saturday a very nice friend came over and she and Chicken took the twins out so I could have a nice shower, do my hair and makeup and in general, relax for an hour.
Chicken was able to get ready while I fed the boys and after that we all went out to do the photos.

Since Sept. 11, the process for baby passport photos has changed. Because you know, there are SO many baby terrorists.
The baby–regardless of age–needs to be looking straight ahead, not smiling, mouth not open, eyes open, hands out of face/mouth, and–this is the really hard part–there cannot be any other hands showing. As in, holding up your baby’s neck. Yeah. That’s hard people.
We kept waiting every week thinking…maybe this week their little necks will be strong enough. And they are stronger, oh yes, every week. But strong enough to hold up by themselves? Nope.

The photo guy at the drugstore was a complete A-hole and did not want to be working at all, let alone helping us. Chicken and I got ours taken first and then proceeded to get the boys in order. It was hard and by the end, Whoop Whoop was. not. pleased.
Then, photo guy prints them out and Whoop Whoop has part of a hand showing behind his neck.

Photo Guy: I’m sure it’s OK
Me: It’s not OK, the passport agency will reject this.
Photo Guy: I don’t think so.
Me: Have you ever gone down to a government office with twins and waste your entire day because they rejected a photo?
Whoop Whoop: Crying.

So, Whoop Whoop did not leave with a photo.
The photo he had for Chicken was good. Mine was blurry and AGAIN he tried to tell me it would be just fine (it would not be, they would’ve rejected it) and gave me extreme attitude to have it done over. I think he adjusted the color just to piss me off because it came out looking like I have huge bags under my eyes. I mean, come on, I know I’m sleep deprived, but I don’t *think* I look that bad. Or maybe I do. Meh.
Grunter’s looked OK, but I was a little concerned that it wasn’t a straightened photo. It’s pretty easy to make a lopsided photo straight, but I let it go.
We all had this slight shadow in the back of us, but it was so slight I wasn’t sure.

We decided to come back for Whoop Whoop figuring 3 out of 4 was pretty good all things considered.
Until I got home. And realized that he had cut Grunter’s photos 2 different ways, so they in fact were NOT identical and yes–would be rejected.
Then, I got on the site and double checked about the shadows. You guessed it. No go.

Yesterday, I took the photos back in to complain about the employee and the photos. Turns out there have been MANY people complain about this guy and we were told to come back and another woman would do them and they only charge us for 3 (so refunding one of the them). The photos were, in fact, done incorrectly.

Fair enough. BUT the TIME involved. Oy.
So today, one more time, hair and makeup for the 2nd time in 48 hours. It’s a record. I haven’t been this clean or looked this good since I don’t know when.

Later this week or next, we all get to go downtown to the passport agency and wait and wait and wait and wait. And probably wait some more.
But then the next day we get to go pick up all 4 passports (And I think–hope–only one of us has to do that).
Then, we’re off to see the world.
Well, eventually. One country at a time.