I don't get much time without the babies. My nightly showers are glorious times for me! That's about the only time of day that I get to just relax [and I'm a big fan of scalding hot water]. I also enjoy going to Target a couple times a week to get the necessaries, which is usually baby related! Anyways, as I was out on one of my Target adventures tonight [to get baby things, amongst others..] I came across this strange lady.
As I roamed the aisles I saw this very homely looking woman along with her equally as homely mother. This woman had a very nice Baby Bjorn baby carrier strapped to her front...with no baby in it. I glanced around thinking maybe a friend was holding a tiny infant somewhere, but there was no little baby to be seen anywhere. Then I thought, ok she must be trying it on for size...getting a good feel for it by wearing it through all the wonder that is the baby section. However, I saw her throughout the store with the lonely Baby Bjorn still intact. I got to thinking if she was pregnant and just couldn't wait for her baby's arrival. Or perhaps she had a baby at home, but wanted to feel like it was right there with her at all times. Or, she could of had separation anxiety from her pregnant belly, who knows. I was half surprised to find the carrier empty. If I were her experiencing one of those issues I would have at least put a small dog in the carrier or maybe a baby doll if I were feeling extra spunky.
She had to have some sort of reason for sporting the carrier throughout Target, but I guess I'll never know the true reason. What I do know though is that she must have been blind... because while I was trying to make a very important decision on which baby spoons to purchase she decided she too had to look at baby spoons. Mind you, the baby spoon section is about this (__________) big. Obviously I had a baby by looking at my items in the cart. And it was apparent that I had a very big spoon mission on hand-- but her and her mother stood about 2 inches away from me and had to talk about the pros and cons of every single package of tiny spoons to each other. Not listening to anything they had to say I stood my ground and made my decision. Just as I turned away they decided they too were done crowding the spoon section and walked away with no spoons in hand. Needless to say, my Target venture was a little bit of a let down with this baby faker. Why they couldn't wait 3 minutes for me to wander away, I just don't know.
Moral of the story: Don't ruin my Target time while wearing an empty Baby Bjorn.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
A day in the life of.
A day in the life of Greyson, Connor, and Mommy [while Daddy makes us some cash dollar dollar bills]...
7:30-- The boys wake up. Mommy doesn't want to wake up. We go to the couch. Boppy on the left, boppy on the right. One baby in one, one baby in the other. Mommy in the middle. TV on. Boys occupied. Mommy wants to go back to sleep.
8:00--Breakfast time. Not for Mommy. One baby on my legs, one baby still in the Boppy. Bottles in, milk is goooood.
8:30-- Brother bonding time. Belly time, toy time, look at my brother and smile time.
9:00--Nap time. Crying, rocking, and sleep. Now I can go do some great things like straighten my hair and sweep the floor!
10:00--Wakey wakey. Now there is lots of airplanes, standing on my lap, and hand chewing.
10:30--More milky goodness to be had. Mommy still hasn't eaten usually. Mommy doesn't know what it's like to have meals anymore!
11:00- More hand chewing, tv watching, and toy grabbing.
12:00--Cry, cry, nappy, nappy...I eat some sort of food. Peanut butter is a mom's best friend.
12:30--Is it seriously only 12:30?
1:00--Lunch time for the babies. gulp, gulp, gulp.
1:30--Tummy time. TV time. Airplane and standing time. Crinkle time, rattle time.
2:30--Another nappy. This one maybe lasts 15 minutes. One baby falls asleep. 10 minutes later the other ones follows suit. Mommy gets 10 minutes to herself. This is usually spent on Facebook. Wall posts, picture comments...uh oh, someone's awake. Stand up, crinkle crinkle, rattle rattle, wiggle wiggle.
3:30--More milk! Slurp, slurp, slurp.
4:00--Play, play, play. Kisses, smiles, and giggles.
aaaand then, Nate's usually home!
7:30-- The boys wake up. Mommy doesn't want to wake up. We go to the couch. Boppy on the left, boppy on the right. One baby in one, one baby in the other. Mommy in the middle. TV on. Boys occupied. Mommy wants to go back to sleep.
8:00--Breakfast time. Not for Mommy. One baby on my legs, one baby still in the Boppy. Bottles in, milk is goooood.
8:30-- Brother bonding time. Belly time, toy time, look at my brother and smile time.
9:00--Nap time. Crying, rocking, and sleep. Now I can go do some great things like straighten my hair and sweep the floor!
10:00--Wakey wakey. Now there is lots of airplanes, standing on my lap, and hand chewing.
10:30--More milky goodness to be had. Mommy still hasn't eaten usually. Mommy doesn't know what it's like to have meals anymore!
11:00- More hand chewing, tv watching, and toy grabbing.
12:00--Cry, cry, nappy, nappy...I eat some sort of food. Peanut butter is a mom's best friend.
12:30--Is it seriously only 12:30?
1:00--Lunch time for the babies. gulp, gulp, gulp.
1:30--Tummy time. TV time. Airplane and standing time. Crinkle time, rattle time.
2:30--Another nappy. This one maybe lasts 15 minutes. One baby falls asleep. 10 minutes later the other ones follows suit. Mommy gets 10 minutes to herself. This is usually spent on Facebook. Wall posts, picture comments...uh oh, someone's awake. Stand up, crinkle crinkle, rattle rattle, wiggle wiggle.
3:30--More milk! Slurp, slurp, slurp.
4:00--Play, play, play. Kisses, smiles, and giggles.
aaaand then, Nate's usually home!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
A typical outing
So, I'm not sure how it is out in public when you only have one baby, but with two you better enjoy talking to random strangers. Nate and I went to the all mighty Bass Pro Shop last night to purchase a hand gun-- Nate has a love for guns and despite our few shotguns he was saddened by the fact that he had no gun he (or I) could hold in hand...Needless to say, it took forever.
Anywho, while pushing around our gargantuous stroller we had lots of looks and smiles as usual. We also got a few families with toddlers who came up and just peered into the car seats like the boys were buckets of candy for their children to feast on. All are very normal things that go on when we all go out. But, my favorite are the few brave souls who just have to strike up a conversation. "Boy you've got your hands full" is probably the most common thing Nate and I hear. "Do twins run in your family?" With my reply, "no they don't." And for some reason they look shocked like someone can't just have two babies at once unless there is an underlying medical reason to do so. Next is, "oh, are those twins!?" No, they're just two babies that look totally alike that I bought at Costco--it's amazing what comes whole sale these days.
While waiting for Nate to sign the millions of papers necessary, I had two female employees that had to talk to me about the boys. One was super nice and we had a pleasant conversation about how she dated a twin and blah blah blah...The other lady was ridiculous. After asking, "are they identical?" (another one I get ALL the time) and me explaining, "well, we don't really know because we found out late in the pregnancy....and yadda yadda yadda" our 5 minute conversation included her telling me about how twins run in her family and so does alcoholism. Well, really only her brother is an alcoholic. Oh, and also her dad who was never in her life..And how she's 30 years old and her eggs might be getting old and she'll have to worry about mental retardation in her children if she doesn't act fast. I reassured her that her eggs were fine. After some more information that you should never tell someone within 2 minutes of meeting them I finally was able to say, "oh, it looks like he's done down there" and was able to leave the girl who offered up way too much information that I cared nothing about.
I don't know how someone telling me the boys were cute lead to alcoholism and absentee fathers, but in my twin world that's how life works.
Anywho, while pushing around our gargantuous stroller we had lots of looks and smiles as usual. We also got a few families with toddlers who came up and just peered into the car seats like the boys were buckets of candy for their children to feast on. All are very normal things that go on when we all go out. But, my favorite are the few brave souls who just have to strike up a conversation. "Boy you've got your hands full" is probably the most common thing Nate and I hear. "Do twins run in your family?" With my reply, "no they don't." And for some reason they look shocked like someone can't just have two babies at once unless there is an underlying medical reason to do so. Next is, "oh, are those twins!?" No, they're just two babies that look totally alike that I bought at Costco--it's amazing what comes whole sale these days.
While waiting for Nate to sign the millions of papers necessary, I had two female employees that had to talk to me about the boys. One was super nice and we had a pleasant conversation about how she dated a twin and blah blah blah...The other lady was ridiculous. After asking, "are they identical?" (another one I get ALL the time) and me explaining, "well, we don't really know because we found out late in the pregnancy....and yadda yadda yadda" our 5 minute conversation included her telling me about how twins run in her family and so does alcoholism. Well, really only her brother is an alcoholic. Oh, and also her dad who was never in her life..And how she's 30 years old and her eggs might be getting old and she'll have to worry about mental retardation in her children if she doesn't act fast. I reassured her that her eggs were fine. After some more information that you should never tell someone within 2 minutes of meeting them I finally was able to say, "oh, it looks like he's done down there" and was able to leave the girl who offered up way too much information that I cared nothing about.
I don't know how someone telling me the boys were cute lead to alcoholism and absentee fathers, but in my twin world that's how life works.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Hoppin on....
Everyone else is blogging these days so I feel compelled to do so also. I'm not sure if I can come up with anything clever or exciting, but if anyone wants to hear about life at home with 2 babies and nothing else to do, then I'm your woman. I'll have to make an official "first" blog in the next couple days, but for now my ear is getting screamed into so a riveting blog will have to wait.
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