Having a two year old is a lesson in patience. I don’t think it really matters how many two year olds you have, they will test you to your very limit. But slowly my husband and I are learning that despite their vastly improved vocabulary and concrete opinions the easiest way through any situation is tell them how it is and move quickly. Lately we have been experiencing temper tantrums on a more regular basis. It’s so frustrating that the easiest way to get through any situation is also the best way to guarantee these battles continue. Saying no and sticking to it teaches them they can’t have everything the moment they want it but it’s not easy to do. I try not to use empty threats that I won’t follow through on and my husband and I are constantly trying not to jump in and “help” the other when dealing with one if these tantrums. Since taking away a toy doesn’t mean anything to these two because they have a hundred other toys they like just as much I say do this now or you are going straight to bed without stories, that has been working pretty well. In the mornings I just turn off the lights and walk out the door, not once has anyone decided to stay behind, no matter how loud they cried that they didn’t want to go to school.
Noa turned one month old on the 17th. Her doctor visit was all good. She went from 7lbs 2oz at her two week to 8lbs 11oz at her one month. She is in the 37th percentile for weight. She grew an inch outer her at 20 something percentile for height. And her head is big, 50th ish percentile. The doctor prescribed her some baby reflux medicine because she would cry and spit up if I lay her down within an hour after she eats.
Aside from the reflux issue life with Noa is good. She is starting to enjoy her toys, and will spend 10 minutest here and there on her play gym or bouncy seat. She is always really calm when she is in her sisters room. And seems to like watching Talia and Jordan play. She is screaming less when I change her diaper and in the car.
I think most of the changes good and bad (aside from the ones having to do with the reflux) are because I am figuring her out, or making silly mistakes. Like eating almost all the chocolate chip brownies my sweet neighbor brought over which probably had a lot to do with Noa not wanting to sleep until 11pm. I’m tired, maybe I should eat a brownie.
Noa is exclusively breast milk fed. I’m really happy I am able to do this because it means great nutrition for her an almost no bottle cleaning for me! I do pump every few days because I have over supply which can become painful. I also want to have backup saved so that if we need it, we have it. Noa gets a bottle of less than an ounce of breast milk at the start of two feedings a day with her reflux medicine mixed in. She spit it all out when I tried to give it to her directly.
I have no issue with formula feeding babies. I completely trust the nutrition it provides. The twins were fed supplements of formula from day one and they were and are very healthy strong toddlers.
I think I am suffering from mommy brain or I am officially sleep deprived.
My mom was here helping me for a week and a half. I was sad to have her leave. After having been gone for less than 24 hours she called to check in.
Mom, “how are things going?”
Me, “Ok, Mondays are hard.”
The thing is it’s Friday. She didn’t alert me to this fact, just told me things would get easier.
Thanks for being a great mom, Mom.
Three weeks in I am starting to feel more like myself again. I can move around almost as good as I could before I was pregnant although I have to keep reminding myself to take it easy because I get tired very quickly. Despite the fact that Noa is great at night, she eats and goes back to sleep in about 30-45 minutes. 5 or 6 hours of sleep a night is wearing on me. I try to get a nap in when ever I can but it dosent always happen. Otherwise she’s a good baby, eats good, is starting to “play”, and loves it when I sing to her. She has her moments of frustration with that painful newborn screaming, like almost every time she gets her diaper changed. And other times she is as peaceful as can be and She’s getting bigger by the minute.
Talia and Jordan are sleeping fairly well, thankfully. It’s been several nights since one or both have ended up in our bed. I’m sure I’ll regret uttering that statement tomorrow. Someone usually wakes up and calls for us in the middle of the night, but a big hug and a quite song usually sends them back to sleep in minutes. So I am mentally preparing myself for another few years of sleep deprivation and the forgetfulness and lack of patience that comes with it.
Baby Noa hasn’t changed the girls behavior all that much, she dosent impact there lives really, at least not yet. I can’t always go to them like I use to be able to, but I do my best to talk them through boo boos or a frustrating task. For the most part they go about being busy toddlers pretending and playing. And telling me, “we just need to play a little bit” when I tell them it’s time to come inside for dinner.
My oldest sister always says she had my child, her oldest has a very strong personality. Looks like I had our middle sisters children, she has a head full of fussili pasta like hair, just like Talia and Jordan. My new hobby is finding the perfect ringlet on their head, streaching it out and watching it bounce right back. A past time I enjoyed tormenting my older sister with as kids. My girls don’t seam to mind it, not yet at least.
It was a morning of many firsts for all the girls. We moved Talia and Jordan to row C seats 1 & 3 and Noa got row B seat 1. Seat 2 is currently in storage until Talia and Jordan Learn to buckle themselves. Any passenger wishing to ride in row C seat 2 must measure no more than 6 inches wide. Talia and Jordan seem to really like the way back, but for some reason I can’t quite figure out, they both love seat 1 behind Noa.
As for the doctors appointment at almost two weeks old, everything went well, Noa is gaining weight at the acceptable rate .5-.75ozs per day. She was up to 7.2lbs. She was 7.4lbs at birth and dropped down to 6.12 lbs in the hospital. According to the pediatrician Noa grew 1/2 inch in less than two weeks making her 19 1/2 inches, seems like a lot to me.
Maybe it’s true she’s already growing out of her clothes!
Everything else checked out normal and healthy. I love all the reassuring tidbits they give you at these newborn visits. It’s like a crash course in keeping baby alive while not freaking yourself out over every little thing. My favorite advice this visit was squinting, grunting, and hiccups are all normal when baby is trying to poop.
The winner of the GooseWaddle blanket set giveaway is Candace. I will be contacting you via email. Congratulations! And thank you to everyone who entered!
Twins are hard. I know that now. Two years ago I would have told you twins aren’t any harder than one baby, they just take longer. But the truth is I didn’t know what I was talking about, I’d never had one baby. And now that I do, I know. That was hard. That was scary. I wasn’t able to do a lot of the things a new mom of one normally does. I had a strict schedule that we kept, I couldn’t spend hours laying around with my newborn in my arms without a worry, because there was another newborn who needed me too. Have you ever tried to hold two newborns at once? My guilt was justified, I just didn’t know it then. Little Noa gets held a lot, probably more than she should, but since I am still healing I am justifying my hours of doing nothing except starring at her sweet sleeping face.
I still have twins, obviously, but they aren’t that hard, ok I lie, they are two, and they have a voice, but the amount of fun they bring to our lives makes the hard times worth it.
I’ll always feel a little sad for Noa that she won’t have that built in playmate. I know the girls will love to have her join them when she is big enough, but it will never be the same as what Talia and Jordan have, and I’m not sure there is anything I can do to prevent her from wishing one day, that she too had a twin. Only time will tell.
I know when I had the girls lots of new twin moms read this blog, I’m not sure how many still do. But now more than ever my heart goes out to these women trying to figure out life with newborn twins. If you have a friend who has or is about to have twins, help them in what ever way you can. Bring food, do the dishes, take out the trash, hold a baby, do a load of wash. Be generous with your time if you can and patient with your friendship. Your friend will come around, but it will take time, she’s busy right now.
Talia and Jordan are such big girls, they have opinions and get really involved in make believe these days. They also love any sort of activity that has them accomplish a task in multiple steps. They go to a Montessori based preschool, so maybe it’s having an impact on them, but I love it. Because yesterday they helped me set the table! And they did a great job.
I haven’t noticed any “regression” from Talia and Jordan since Noa came home. They are interested in her but not in her face, they are protective and curious, but most of the time they just forget she’s even there and go about their day. We feel that the best way to integrate her into their lives is not make a big deal out of her presences but rather just let them get use to the changes having an infant it the house will mean. Because they are in school in the morning and come home to nap I get to spend most of the day resting, recovering and spending time with Noa, but when they wake up from their nap I try to let Noa be in her swing so I can focus on the girls. Timing doesn’t always work out but between the afternoon hours and bedtime I have managed to make quality time with the girls a priority each day.