Thanks for the comments and thoughts for my previous post and sharing myself in a transparent way. I never promised the blog would always be giggles and smiles and chubby cheeks. BUT... I did promise to be open and share reality from my perspective. :) I didn't mean to be too much of a downer, but that's the way things go sometimes and I'm resolute to share the good and bad because I'd hate to give the impression everything is perfect! I spent a lot of years putting up a front trying to prove to the world that I have everything figured out and am all put together. That works for a while, but at the end of the day we all know that we all have good and bad days, feelings, actions, and choices we make. Don't worry, I won't treat the blog as purely a confessional because I'm sure someday Easton and Layla will read this and there are some things better left unsaid.
This morning I woke up extra early and went for a bike ride with my friend, Judson. It's HOT here already so the earlier the better for the next few months of riding. Here's picture for proof that I'm doing my best to stay active and balance everything in life:
Kendra left me alone with the twins last night for an hour or so and I'm finally starting to get more comfortable with taking care of them by myself. They are certainly needy babies in the evening. I would hold Easton for a while until Layla would start whimpering and then would hold Layla until Easton would make his unhappy face. Repeat that about 10 times and that's what I did for an hour while she was away.
The routine we are getting into is working out very well and the twins are BOTH sleeping from 8:00 PM to 6:30 AM with a short feeding at 10:00 PM. Yes, we are thrilled to have two babies who sleep through the night! Yes, I know there are people who've had other babies that were not as copasetic when it comes to sleeping and crying. I feel really bad when in hearing stories of parents who went through many months of crying and no sleep. We are already looking back on the first two months and wondering how we are still alive considering the every-two-hour cadence of feeding that Kendra endured. I asked her the other day how anyone can go through the stress and pain of childbirth and sleep deprivation, etc. and then decide a few months later, "Hey, I want to do this again!" God bless you people who were able to have that kind of attitude and multiple pregnancies. I think you're all saints.
I apologize for the lack of pictures, but the past few days haven't afforded too many moments where I was available to take pictures. I wanted to get the Easton/Dave video finished so I have some quality time to make up for. By the way, I'm still trying to get Kendra to blog, but am trying not to nag her too much. Maybe if you blog readers encourage her by calling and saying something like, "we want to hear from YOU too!"
Kendra is going to lunch with her friend Amy today and i'm hoping she remembers the camera and remembers to take a few pictures of her outing with Easton and Layla. Then at 4:00 PM TODAY we are taking the twins to the pediatrician for their 4 month shots. Kendra is upset already at the idea of our babies getting poked and possibly having a fever. We are expecting everything to be smooth and without problems. I'm a little stronger than Kendra when it comes to hearing our babies cry, but it really does hurt me to see tears coming out of their eyes when they get shots...
The other day I found the perfect little outfits that say, "Thing 1" and "Thing 2" (as a Dr. Seuss reference), but they are $32 for the set of onsies! Can you believe how much specialty baby clothes cost? So the Dr. Seuss challenge will have to be second rate.
Have a great afternoon and come back tomorrow morning early for the next post with pictures.