10 weeks young

It was recently brought to my attention by a close family member that my posts may sometimes appear to be sort of dark and possibly worrisome.  This was coming from someone that knows me very well and knows that my sense of humor is a bit off.  I am a cynic by nature.  Most of what I write about is from this point of view and written through a very, very dry tone.  I hope I don't come across as an ingrate or someone who might be severely struggling with their current situation.  If you know me very well, you might find my posts kind of funny.  My mother giggles.  But if you are a friend from my past that I haven't seen in a while, or maybe someone I don't know at all, I may come across a little sad.  Believe me, I am not.  I am enjoying every minute of this adventure, but I find sick humor in all of it.  I have to, or I probably would not survive it.  We don't cry all the time in this household.  In fact, I think it's been since the incident with my mom in the last post that I shed a tear.  Usually the only tears involve Lillian falling down the stairs (that was a fun afternoon!) or crying because she doesn't want to pick up her blocks.  We are all ok here, besides the adults not getting near the amount of sleep they would like, things are not as bad as I may make them sound sometimes.

I am currently nap training the boys, and they are taking 3 naps a day in their crib fairly consistently.  They all vary in length, but the main point is they are going down to sleep at the same time (almost - its almost quite impossible to get them down at the same time with one of me and two of them), in their room, in their crib, and they do it with almost no help from me.  This is how to train twins.  You cannot rock them to sleep, they have to be laid down just when they start to show signs of fatigue and you just leave them and hope for the best.  Sam is not quite as good at it as his brother.  He is currently fussing, while Will sleeps, which means he is either over tired and I missed his window, or he has to take a giant poo.

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We've made the leap this time around to cloth diapers.  I wanted to do this with Lilli, but since she was going to be in a daycare system, I just decided to forget it.  Most daycare people do not want to deal with cloth diapering.  Some people think I am crazy for attempting this with twins, but so far, it is going really well.  We waited until a couple weeks ago to start it because the boys were small and mainly still pooping in every diaper we put on them.  I know this seems counter productive as far as helping the environment by using cloth, but we figured 8 weeks of disposable can't be as bad as 3 years of disposable.  The cost savings is tremendous.  The price of a day or two worth of diapers is a large up front cost, but assuming we will be in diapers until around 3 years old, we will in the end save at least a couple thousand dollars.  Plus Sam and Will's poo won't be sitting in a landfill for 500 years.  The system and the diapers are quite perfected these days.  The poo doesn't go into the washer with biodegradable liners and the leaking is really quite minimal.  We've had a few pee leaks, but we've had a couple of #2's that no Pamper or Huggie would have contained and these diapers did.  We will still keep disposable on hand for emergencies, long nights, and babysitters.  But we are feeling quite pleased about the switch and wish we'd been able to do it with Lilli.  Maybe she would by out of diapers by now (word is kids train earlier when using cloth).

Latest stats

The boys were 10 weeks this past Wednesday and we had a slightly late 2 month check up for them and a slightly late 2 year check up for Lillian.  Everyone checked out great.  The boys each gained the average weight in ten weeks - half a pound a week.  Sam gained a few ounces more, but Will doubled his birthweight.  Our Peanut is all the way up to 25.5 pounds and 1/2 and inch shy of 3 feet tall.  She is tall and thin, a good way to be as a kid these days.  We were told not to worry about how she eats until she's almost 6 or 8 years old.  Kids between 2 and 6-8 are just crappy eaters, and if they get all the food groups in several days, they are good.   I don't want my kids to have to fight their weight or have crazy body image issues, so we just have to offer a variety of food, be good examples (not the best at this right now since with breastfeeding twins I'm STARVING all the time) and keep the junk out of the house.

So at ten weeks old I finally found the time to announce properly the birth of the twins to all our close friends and family.  The announcements went out today.  Lillian's went out when she was 7 weeks old, so I guess I'm not that far behind with these guys!  I like to do these things myself so it took a little while to get to it.  And its nothing terribly special or time consuming, but they're mommy made them and that's what makes them special, to me anyway, and hopefully later in life the boys will appreciate these things that make up their baby books.