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Things they say..

by Juliemara
05.23.14

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As the twins quickly approach their third birthday I cringe at the thought of my toddlers turning into little girls. Sure two toddlers is a handful and exhausting but oh the fun and laughs. I can’t count the number of times each day when their thoughts and actions make me roll with laughter. I know they will always make me smile and laugh but each year it will be for a different reason and their two year old humor will disappear never to return.

Jordan has recently started calling her sister “baba” I have no idea why but it is the cutest thing ever.

Talia loves to play pretend, when she pretends she’s leaving or is actually leaving she say “bye, see you later morrow.”

Abba often comes home with gifts and treats and each time Talia says “to me?” Instead of “for me”.

Jordan loves to ask what everyone’s name is but she has no idea which pronoun goes with which gender, so when the young man at the grocery store is checking us out and Jordan asks “what’s her name?” We get funny looks, I try to explain she’s only two.

Jordan is very curious, she is always asking about things belonging to people she saw a new pair of shoes I’d bought and didn’t recognize them, so she asked “who’s that somebody’s shoes?” Or in the car she’s always asking “who’s that somebody’s car?” Or about people, “what’s that somebody’s mommy?”

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Three Months

by Juliemara
05.19.14

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Miss Noa, you think I’d have time to write more about with all my new found free time since having quit working, but the thing is tacking care of a baby and trying to give your big sisters ample attention doesn’t leave much free time at all. And at the end if the day, I sleep as fast as I can possibly get in bed. I wonder about those people who can sleep for five hours a night and function like a normal human being, I am not one of them.

Enough about me at three months, this is about you. My sweet little baby. It’s a good thing I wrote about those days when you would scream for hours, because they are long forgotten. You seem to be the happiest baby ever. You started smiling about two weeks ago and smile all the time. It’s as if you know what cute means already, when I tell you you are cute, you smile bigger, gurgle, and turn your head to flirt a little. You love to play, I can leave you on your little kick and play piano mat for a good 10+ minutes before I even hear a sound from you. You love to be outside, you love your swing, you even tolerate tummy time for close to 15 minutes at a single time. And you love to just get carried around, propped up on my shoulder or napping in your carrier.

Noa you have perfected your schedule, you eat, play until you hit the 90 minute mark then you sleep until it’s time to eat again. And you are my night time dream baby, you wake up around 3 or 4 and go right back to sleep again until 7. And you burp like a champ right on que.

I could stare at you all day if nothing else had to be done and I think the feeling is mutual. You don’t seem to mind when I share you but no matter who is holding you you are starting at me, you will follow me around a room with your eyes.

Basically you are a tiny little dream. Easy, happy, kind of makes me want another one one day.

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Things they say…

by Juliemara
05.19.14

We visited a friend over the weekend who has a gated driveway. When we pulled up and stopped to wait for it to open Jordan yelled from the way back, “open door cage!”

Tonight while putting the girls to bed they tried, as they always do, to let them stay up longer, Talia said to me (in a very sweet voice), “Mommy, I need to play…because…I want to play”

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Things they say

by Juliemara
05.11.14

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Jordan is in the “Why?” stage, we can get 20 deep in an explanation before she is satisfied.

Talia isn’t into asking why, probably because she thinks she knows everything. This morning while i was changing her diaper she asked “baby in your belly?” (I guess I still look pregnant)
Me,”no, the baby came out. Noa is the baby. ”
Talia,”oh.”
Me,”Did you know you and Jordan were in my belly together.”
Talia,”Not Abba?”

Hahah, I love that she thought one of them came from my husband! I was almost sad that I had told her the truth, what a fun belief.

Happy Mother Day to my mom. I love you.

And Happy Mothers Day to my sister and all the moms and all the moms and moms to be.

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Morning Light

by Juliemara
05.6.14

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The light that comes into our house during the day hours is so beautiful. I read a lot of blogs (or I use to) and look at a lot of beautiful images online. I have learned from looking and reading that a great picture starts with great light. With babies you have to have great light and a happy subject, over the past several years there were only a few Saturdays and Sundays where I was able to use that light to get great photos of Talia and Jordan when they were both happy. I took these photos myself of miss Noa, on a random Tuesday morning, I’m so happy with them and it is one of the many things I am excited to be able to do over the next few years while I stay home to be with my children and take care of my family.  I gave my job my official notice that I won’t be returning, instead I’ll take my kids to school, make them dinner and in time become a work from home mom on something of my own. Hey maybe I’ll become a baby photographer!

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2 month stats

by Juliemara
05.5.14

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Little Noa, your getting big so fast. We had your dreaded two month doctors visit several weeks ago ( I’m doing my best to keep up over here). You rocked the tummy time test for the nurse, lifted your head all the way up and even turned to look at me. You weren’t so willing to show off for the doctor after he made you mad by pushing on your belly. I don’t blame you little baby.

At two months you are weighing in at 10lbs 15ozs, 38th percentile

measured 22″ long, 25th percentile

and head circumference of 38.2cm, which is 50th percentile.

everyone thinks you are really big because of your head.

This visit included your first vaccinations, no fun. But you were a champ. You showed just how loud you can scream but calmed down relatively quickly. Then our nanny just held you until bed time so there wasn’t much to complain about. What a different experience from when the twins were two months.

 

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Moments in time

by Juliemara
05.2.14

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I am trying to be present for these little moments, through the tantrums and constant defiance of two two year olds and the foggy head of sleep deprevation, just trying to enjoy the fun little moments.

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2 Months

by Juliemara
04.23.14

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These monthly updates are bitter sweet. I love the bouncing baby I can see you becoming. But so much of me wants you to stay tiny and fragile and sleepy.

I love watching you eat. Now that the reflux is under control and a meal won’t usually send you into a screaming fit, watching your little cheeks stretch and puff as you nurse makes me smile.

You are a really good baby, sure you’d prefer to be held, who wouldn’t, but you are happy in your swing watching your hands move in the mirror. Or on your mat with your star singing your tunes. You love being outdoors.

You are starting to lift your head like a champ during tummy time and like when I give you some leverage by propping you up on the boppy.

You reach for your toys and even grabbed and held the baby ball.

You sleep all morning and fuss all afternoon, at 7 on the dot you are ready for bed. You are still an awesome night time sleeper, you went five hours several times already.

Your sisters love you.

We love you and feel lucky that you are ours.

Love,
Mom

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Too soon

by Juliemara
04.21.14

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Fleeting, that is the word my Instagram twin mom friend used to describe her experience with her third baby, her first two are boy/girl twins who spent their first months in the nicu. Although my girls came home with me I didn’t experience them like I am Noa. Mornings are ours, weather it’s home napping together or out running errands after dropping off Talia and Jordan at school, this time with my new born is a completely different experience. An alarmingly fleeting one.

Already in her short life I am packing away tiny outfits that she has grown out of. And just today I cancelled my amazon subscription to size one diapers because the ones I have will last until she can wear the next size up.

Meanwhile Talia and Jordan grew these really long arms and legs.

And while every day makes my tiny baby a little bigger, longer arms make for better hugs. And when My sweet Jordan pats my back when I hug her good night I realize babies are fun but little ladies will be too.

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Ear tubes

by Juliemara
04.18.14

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I’d heard about kids with tubes in there ears when I was little, it sounded a bit like science fiction to me. Today my 2 Year old baby got these tubes put in her ears.

Jordan and Talia went most of their first year without even a cold. They both got their first stuffy noses on a trip to Israel when they were nine months old. After that the colds were one after another.

But all along Jordan always got them first, worse, and they lasted longer. This past winter she had a reoccurring ear infection four times, her pediatrician recommended tubes. She was evaluated and confirmed as a good candidate.

The procedure was scheduled for 10:15, we had to arrive at 8:15, no solids after midnight and nothing to eat or drink for four hours before the surgery. We woke her just before midnight to give her a cup of milk and when she woke around three I gave her juice. We got really lucky that Jordan slept until 7:30, so when she woke up we got straight in the car to go. They moved us quickly through the registration and waiting room, then we were seen by a few people and told it wouldn’t be long, but it was only 9:15. I love how an hour in the medical world is referred to regularly as just a few minutes. Nearly an hour later, a visit to the fish, a whole lot of stickers, and even more answers to the question “why?”, hand washing, and bubbles, It was our turn. After the calming experience wed had in pre-op walking into the operating room was like hitting a tree at 50mph. It was bright and cold. There were no cute pictures or soft voices, I barley had time to think of how to comfort my suddenly distressed baby before I realized she was being held down and sedated. Tears in her eyes. Poor baby. I felt sad for her. I left and went to get our things and move to post op. The adrenaline that had been keeping me positive and cheery and entertaining all morning was now keeping me numb to what was happening so that I could keep it together. Two months of sleep depravation was not good preparation for this.

There were no needles or IVs, breathing the air from the mask kept her sedated for the procedure.

The ten minute wait in the post op room felt like an eternity. I was nervous to get water worried that I would not be ready when she came out. Then I heard her, before I saw her, she was being carried, screaming, wrapped in a blanket, the same one that gave me so much comfort just two months before when I’d been in surgery, I was scared then and I knew what was happening. As the nurse walked towards me with her I was told to sit in the chair, when she handed her to me she didn’t relax in my arms and hug me with her head on my shoulder like she so often does when she’s having a fit. This time she trashed a fought and screamed for what felt like so long. I tried putting her down, but she just tried to wiggle to the ground. I had to hold her with all my strength so that she wouldn’t hurt herself.

She was yelling “I don’t like it”. She wouldn’t eat or drink. Eventually she drank some juice, let me put her shirt back on and leave. She got the lollipop shed been promised and ate it in the car. We went to get her ear drops and she finally relaxed in my arms. Then we went to target to pick out a new hello kitty back pack, which I hate, but it made her so happy. Then we went home.

The rest of the afternoon wasn’t the best we’ve had but after a lot of attitude, No naps and a good dinner both girls finally went to sleep. Jordan has to have drops twice a day for a few days, which I got in one ear before she decided it wasn’t for her. More chocolate chips I guess.

I wonder how Talia will remember these times. When Jordan gets all kinds of extra treats for taking medicine and going to the doctor. I’m sure she’ll have a small part of her that will always wonder why Jordan got those treats and gifts, until she is old enough to read these stories and then she will understand that Jordan paid with fear and discomfort for those small treats.

I can only hope that these magic tubes in Jordan’s ears give her some sort of super powers that make her stronger going forward so that sometimes she doesn’t have to be sick, and can just play and sleep comfortably, like kids are suppose to.

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