Friday, September 9, 2016

The Big One Year

With three kids, three and under, I don't really feel the need to apologize for writing the one year post a month late. I'm sure most of you understand. My sister-in-law got married a week ago and August was kind of enveloped in wedding prep. It turned out beautifully and we are so happy for the kids' Aunt Kristin and new Uncle Jesse!

So anyway, the birthday!! My husband had to work in the evening the day of their birthday so we didn't do much on the actual day. If I remember correctly, it was like 90+ degrees that day and WAY too humid to do any of the things we had planned (park, pool, getting ice cream) during the day. That evening, the boy's grandparents came over to have a mini birthday party so at least the day was a little special. I'm not sure the boys cared, but they loved the streamers and balloons and cupcakes!

Their big birthday celebration came a week later. We had our family and friends over for a big party outside. When I say big, I mean like 40ish people. And a chance of thunderstorms. And my 1100 square foot house. And probably 1/3 of those people being little kids. Do you see where I'm going with this? I was silly in thinking I don't really need to clean the house too much, everyone will be outside! Ha. For about 20 minutes, all of those 40 people were crammed into my tiny kitchen and living room as it poured outside. It was fun, and a little chaotic for a bit, but the kids played and had a blast and no one commented on the disaster that was my kitchen. Once the rain passed, we headed back out and continued the party!

Mav loved his cake. He ate a bunch and then just smashed the crap out of it. Tucker was more hesitant. He wasn't thrilled with the idea. They love to prove that they are completely different boys!

I designed some little onesies for the boys and my mother-in-law made them happen with heat transfer vinyl. They were adorable and so white and clean, for about 10 minutes. Oh well!

It was a good day. The boys had a blast. I'm thinking from here on out, a little simpler of a party. It was fun, but a lot of work!

Anyway, on to milestones!

We had their one year check up a few weeks after their birthday and we got nothing but good reports. I have to give honor where honor is due: thank you Jesus for two healthy, growing boys! Maverick weighed 20.5 pounds and was just short of 30 inches. He's grown so much and you would never know that he was less than 5 pounds at one point! He's still a pound and a half behind his "little" bro, who weighs in at 22 pounds even and 30.5 inches tall. My Tuck Tuck is a big boy! He's not super heavy or fat, but he just seems to be built like a tank. Long legs, broad shoulders. If you looked at him you would think he weighed more than just a pound and a half above his brother. Tucker has his front 8 teeth and all four one-year molars have recently popped through. Mav has two top and two bottom... I think. He hates it when I check.

They are learning new things every day. Not the cute, lets-take-a-picture kind of new things. The kind that leave my house looking like a tornado and leave me wondering how those stinkers figure this stuff out! They know which drawers or cabinets don't have locks, they know how to get the lid off the garbage can, they know to run to the bathroom if someone leaves the door open, and they know that if a toy is close enough, they can use it as a stool to climb on the couch/end table/bookshelf. They are just all over, into everything, all the time! They want nothing to do with toys, unless its dumping the bin of them. They love to unplug EVERYTHING. Like the vacuum, while I'm using it. They are just fascinated with anything that they aren't supposed to have. They are really keeping me busy!

But they are sweet, and cute, and I can't ever stay mad at them. They both were giving me the grossest sweetest open-mouth kisses yesterday and it just made me melt! Tucker is saying "Hi!" and its adorable. Mavy likes to be chased around by Dad and thinks he's as big as Easton. Their little personalities are just wonderful. They make me laugh everyday with their goofiness.

They both love their binkies and love to steal them from each other. If Mavy finds one on the floor, he has to pick it up and put it in his mouth, even if he already has one. Sometimes he will sit there switching back and forth, like he's trying to decide which one is better. They also love their milk! I get followed around by two panting puppies if I even mention the word milk. They are becoming a little pickier with food, but still eat a decent variety of foods. Fruit is by far their favorite thing: grapes, bananas, and watermelon, especially. They can be fickle... one day they love something and the next they won't touch it. Asserting their independence, I suppose. They love to throw whatever is on their tray that they don't like. It's my least favorite thing that they do. I don't know why it aggravates me so much. Actually, I do... it's because once I clean them up and let them out of their high chair, they go and eat whatever is on the floor! Why couldn't you just eat it when it was on your tray?!?!?!?UGH!

They are a handful for sure. I feel like age one was so magical with Easton. Maybe that was because there was only one of him? I don't know. I don't remember him keeping me this busy. I guess he had a constant change of scenery that I can't always provide with the twins. Easton would be at his grandma's during the day and then when we had him home we could do all sorts of stuff with him. With the twins, they are home with me a lot and I think they honestly just get bored. It's so hard for me to even take them outside by myself cause they, again, are into everything they aren't supposed to. They climb the stairs to the deck, they pull my flowers, they throw the mulch... they hardly touch the toys!

It makes me smile though, just thinking about it. I guess I wouldn't have them any other way. They are little boys... curious, adventurous, and always on the go!

I made this slideshow for their first birthday, so enjoy! What a year!

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

First Year Victories

I've been wanting to write a sweet and sentimental post about the twin's first year, since their birthday was Friday. I finally got my laptop out after putting the kids to bed and made some coffee and thought I can write a long, mushy post. BUT since they are prostesting the nap, I'm not feeling it.

I mean, we do this twice a day every day. Whhyyyyyy are you fighting it?! I know you're sleepy. Mav threw his binky out of the crib and Tuck realized he can reach out and yank on the monitor cord. Great.

Maybe once they go to sleep I'll feel like writing sweet things about them. But for now, I'm going to write a list of our victories over the past year. Take that, you stinkers. I'll write about ME. Are you seriously still standing up in your crib? UGH!

1. I survived the year. The first year with twins and having 3 kids. I don't remember much about it, I know I didn't sleep much of it, but we made it through and I have taken enough pictures to remember that it happened.

(break to go pat Tuck's back... oh, he pooped. Well, gee, no wonder he didn't want to go to sleep. I don't blame ya, bro.)

2. My marriage survived the year. I'm just being honest, people. Twins make you close to insane and since you can't take it out on them, you take it out on your spouse. At least that's what I did. We were stressed, overtired, and never got time for each other. It definitely makes it hard. But we made it through the year where the babies require the most attention. I'm careful not to say the "hardest year"... because I know being a parent isn't just hard when you have to get up in the wee hours of the morning to rock a baby back to sleep. Now that things are starting to run a little more smoothly, we can hopefully be less stressed and have more opportunities to escape for dinner or a night out. Hallelujah! We need it.

3. I breastfed the whole year! I don't mean to brag, but seriously, this was no easy thing! But darn it, I did it! That was my goal, make it to a year without having to use formula. For months I've been saying that I couldn't wait until they could have cows milk and I could be DONE... and now? I'm having a hard time giving it up. I have been only nursing about 4 times a day (morning, before both naps, and before bedtime). Today was the first day I put them down for both naps without nursing them, which is what I plan to keep doing. I will probably hold onto the morning/night feeds for just a little longer.

4. Easton survived the year! Big bro has been a complete angel the past year. God blessed us with the most easy-going toddler for this past year. He's always been a good boy but he was so much better with the twins than we expected. He loves his brothers and doesn't act out for attention. He will bring me diapers and help me whenever I ask. There were times this past year we would put the kids to sleep and let him stay up for hours afterwards because we needed that time with him. He has been our little sunshine! Now the twins are getting closer to the point where the 3 of them can play together all day and be best buds. I'm excited for that!

5. I lost my baby weight! Well for now, I may find it again someday... haha. But thanks to a 90 day challenge I did and some tedious calorie counting, I am back to pre-baby weight and only 6 pounds away from the weight I was when I got married! I am hoping the routine I've gotten used to will help me keep the weight off... I know that I can count on some calories burnt chasing kids around!

6. My boys are strong and healthy.  We made it through the first year with no major illnesses, no trips to the ER, no bad boo-boo's. They are growing, they are eating, they are healthy, Thank you Jesus!! I know with three boys the ER trips will probably come eventually, though... today I walked out of the room and came back to Tucker standing on the end table in the living room. He loves to climb and it's a problem. They keep me on my toes, for sure!

7. Our families still love us! We have relied on my family and Jeremy's family so much this year. The Grandmas, especially, have been lifesavers. They have babysat countless times, changed many, many diapers, listened to me whine and cry, made us food, brought us food, and been such a huge support to Jeremy and I this year. We have mooched off of them for help and food for so long, but it seems like they still love us! We were smart to buy a house within 5 miles of both sets of parents. I won't ever be able to thank them enough for helping us through this past year.

I'm sure there are so many other victories from this past year, some big deals and some small. But I'm just proud of our little family for making it through this year. And let me tell you... I am coming out of this first year with a whole new perspective on life. There were times this past year that made me throw myself little pity parties... oh poor Hannah, she has so many kids and so much to do and so much to clean... blah blah blah.  And for that I feel terrible, because I cannot comprehend why God has chosen to bless me with SO much. I have the most wonderful husband and THREE beautiful, healthy little boys to call mine. I've started to notice the look in some of the older peoples eyes when they say I have a beautiful family. It's a look that seems to say oh, I miss those days. Some day my kids will be grown up and I know for a fact I will say that these were the golden years. I won't remember the up all nights and the teething and the constant washing of sippy cups. I will remember being home with my boys in my cozy little house, listening to their laughter and living the dream! Cause this is the dream, my dream. I couldn't wait for all this! To be the wife, the mom, the lady with a bunch of kids running around the little house that she owns! I am so, so blessed.

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

11 Months

Where has the time gone? My twins will be one in less than a month! This summer is flying by.

We just celebrated Easton's 3rd birthday and now my mind is on the twins big one year bash! or maybe small bash? I'm not sure yet. I could go all pinterest-y on it and make cutesy decorations and have an adorable theme with coordinating snacks and cupcakes. Orrrrrr, I could invite the family over, have some food, and not overdo it since they will not remember it anyway. Decisions, decisions.

Anyway, they are 11 months now. They are walking, sleeping through the night, babbling, eating everything they get their hands on, getting into trouble, making messes, and ultimately keeping me very, very busy.

But oh man, the joy they bring far outweighs the trouble they get into! They clap and dance, they do "so big", they play so well, they goof off and blow raspberries, they show affection, they are so much fun.

Maverick is by far, the biggest trouble maker of the 3. Yeah, that's right, he is worse than the 3 year old. He knows the word "no" but pretends like he doesnt. He has figured out that he can wait until I'm not looking to do something he knows he shouldn't. He's a smart little fart! He's SO loud and goofy, and likes things his way. I took his ice cream cone away from him the other day and he 'bout had a meltdown! (Ice cream is his favorite!). He LOVES playing with Easton and any big kid, he thinks he's one of them. He eats anything in front of him. I'm a big Friends fan, so I picture him like Joey trying Rachel's messed up trifle. "Custard? Good. Jam? Good. Meat, good!" Except in Mav's world it's "Dried playdough? Good. Crumbs on the floor? Good. Last night's dinner left in the high chair? Good!" I swear I'm a good mom. I vacuum and watch them but he always finds something. Moving on... Maverick walks so well now. He can toddle around the back yard with shoes on pretty well now so I'm just starting to attempt taking all 3 outside by myself. I took them out last night... Easton plays with toys, Tucker is pushing around the tricycle, and then there's Maverick... throwing handfuls of mulch, pulling out flowers, and trying to climb up the stairs when I'm not looking. Such a little handful! He proves every day that his name was the right choice. I love it though. He's such a fun little stinker!

Tucker is still my sweetheart. He snuggles any girl willing to hold him, and he loves to give me kisses. Last week I caught him hugging Maverick over and over. It was the sweetest moment!!! He has all of the sudden turned into a huge goofball and loves an audience. He plays well and usually hangs out with me while the other two go find trouble. He gets jealous when Mav gets to nurse. It doesn't matter if I fed him 2 minutes ago, if Mav gets a turn, Tuck has to get another turn. He's more hesitant with new foods than Maverick is. He will eat most anything but has to examine it first. He  is getting much better at walking, but he's all about the climbing lately. Today I walked into the bathroom and he was standing on the toilet! (again, I swear I watch them! They just go in opposite directions all day long) He's a solid boy, and really has shot up passed Maverick. At their 9 month appointment their heights and weights were the closest they had ever been but I think Tuck his a growth spurt soon after. I call him my little linebacker!

Oh, did I mention they were sleeping through the night? Mommy got tough and finally stopped nursing them when they would wake in the middle of the night, and what do you know?! They stopped waking up! It's been a long 11 months with usually 2 wake ups per kid, but this week they have been sleeping like 11 hours straight. They are still taking two naps a day, too, which is nice! Easton still takes an afternoon nap too, I'm holding on to that as long as I can!

I let them try cows milk this week just to see how weaning will go. They loved it! I plan to start when they turn one. Yes, I know there are awesome benefits to nursing and all, but nursing twins is a lot of work. I am proud of myself for making it this far, and I might continue to nurse in the morning and night for a while after their birthday, but momma needs some space! I wish I could count up the hours I spent nursing them the past 11 months. Let's just say it's a LOT. I'm ready to go out of the house for more than 3-4 hours at a time. Heck, I want a weekend away to celebrate making it a year with twins!

Nap time's over. Gotta go! I'll leave you with a couple pics from this month.

Tucker on left, Maverick on right