Survival

Well, we made it. This was one of those weeks that make people with twins roll their eyes everytime some well-meaning person expresses a desire for twins. After all, there is nothing charming about two sick fourteen-month-olds who assume that not only is it my fault they don't feel good, but that to rectify it I should be more than willing to hold them all the time. Especially, I should bounce them to sleep. At one, two, three and four am. I should definitely NOT sit and/or recline while I hold and jiggle them to sleep. This is all well and good, although exhausting, when they are wee little tots weighing a mere 14 or 15 pounds. But, Reid and Gage took the whole growth thing seriously, and let me tell you it is no mean feat to jiggle 25-28 pounds of baby around all night. They were thoughtful enough to stagger their bad nights, so that I didn't have two screaming insomniacs to deal with at a time. This is a skill they have apparently learned over the months, as they were not so thoughtful last year. The whole situation was eerily reminiscent of last October, when I would spend the better part of the day nursing, bouncing, patting, etc. while the boys screamed. I am not actually sure how we survived like that for so many months, especially considering that this one week almost did me in.

In other news, Reid has decided to be the master of what food does, or does not, enter his mouth. At the moment, the only food he will reliably eat are grapes. Sometimes, he eats hot dogs, Cheerios, bananas, yogurt and applesauce. Once he ate eggs. So, if anyone has any tips about feeding picky eaters, I could use them. He usually refuses to eat something I present to him until I sneak a taste onto his lip, where he can lick it off and decide if it is worthy. Regardless of what it is, if you force something into his mouth he gags and spits it out. This is going to be fun!

I am posting a video of the boys in their crib. Nothing really special in this video, but I thought you should all get a peek at nap time in our house. After I put the boys in their cribs things can go on like this for up to an hour. There is a whole process they go through, which usually includes changing their diaper (Reid saves up so he can have a dirty diaper and get out of the crib. They both do, actually) and going in two or three times to calm them down. Seriously though, could you stay mad at such cute faces? And they are so excited to see me everytime I open the door. Even on a week like this, life is pretty great.