6 Month Update

Ok, both twins are asleep and I assume I have about 5 minutes before one wakes, just enough time to type my thoughts about them being 6 months... here it is...

Dear sweet baby Jesus, help me.

I made the mistake of taking to heart the comments I heard from other twin moms about things getting easier at 6 months. My twins took it as a challenge. I think my lack of sleep the past 6 months caught up and drained my patience and cheery attitude. The next person to tell me they've always wanted twins might get a black eye and a chance to babysit while I go sit in a Tim Hortons and drown my sorrows in coffee.

They are sweet boys, don't get me wrong. They are learning new things and making me laugh and playing well, some of the time. But we're at the "mommy, don't leave the room or I'll diiiieeeee" stage and the "sleep is lame, I'm going to fight you every nap" stage. It's not my favorite. But I will survive I suppose. Next week we start sleep training because I just can't. even.  Each boy is up an average of 4 times a night. Mommy is lucky to get a straight 2 hours most nights. So yeah, time for some changes there. Hopefully, my patience will return when I'm getting just a wee bit more sleep. It's embarrassing to say, but I currently sleep in their room on a twin mattress on the floor. It's been 6 months since I've slept in my own bed. I've about had it. Ok, enough with the depressing stuff.

We just had their 6 month check up! Mr. Maverick weighs 14 pounds and 13 ounces, such a little peanut! He's about 26 inches long. Tucker is 16 pounds, 11 ounces, and 27.25 inches. They've consistently been about 2 pounds and 1-2 inches apart. I'm curious to see if Maverick catches up. He's not quite as interested in food as Tucker. He'll eat it, but his attention is gone after a few minutes. Tucker, that boy can eat. It's so much fun trying new foods with them!

Bath time is very entertaining. I used to fill the tub with just a little water and put them both in together. It was cute. They splashed, we all laughed.  But last week the boys decided bath time was time to practice MMA. They refuse to stay on their backs, so they flip over and kick each other and spin and bonk their heads. It's a war zone. Until they can safely sit up, it's one baby at a time!

Big brother Easton is the best. He has his typical two-year-old moments, but for the most part, he's been a great help. He makes us laugh when we need it, he doesn't scream and throw ridiculous temper tantrums when we aren't giving him enough attention, and he even brings the babies toys when they are crying. God knew we'd have our hands full and blessed us with such an easy going little boy.

I believe that's all the time I have, folks. I'm hoping the next update will be a little more positive. I'm praying for sleep and happy twins by next month!

Mav on left, Tuck on right

Brothers! Tucker, Easton, Maverick

Mav, Easton ,Tuck