Happy Feet

My daughter tends to get a bit obsessed with things.

First it was her fists.

Then it was her tongue.

Recently, she found two new "friends" to take up her time...

Her feet!

From the moment she wakes up in the morning, she works toward her goal of getting her little piggies in her mouth.

She's almost there!

And when she isn't trying to eat them, she does this...

All. Day. Long.

I think we have a fetish on our hands.

Who, me??

Not to mention her other unladylike habits.

We'll save those for another post :)

Happy Father's Day!

To all you new Dads...

and veteran Dads too...

Great Granddad Johnny

Granddad and Will

PaPa and the stinkers

Happy Father's Day!

From the Haass crew, to you!

Growing!

I have concluded that my son is a hoss.  Not Haass, hoss.

Remember this guy?

1 month old, about 6 pounds.

Haven't seen him in awhile.

He's been replaced with a big ole' dude...

5 months old...weight undetermined ;)

...who apparently sleeps a lot.

All that growing makes a boy down right tired.

I loooooove me a chunky baby!

5 Month Photo Bomb!

As of last week, we are 5 months old! Can you believe it?

Neither can we! It's hilarious!

Mama says we are busy, busy, busy. 

Playing footsie...

Doing tummy time...

Reading a few books...

Playing with our toys...

Chewing our chubby hands...

Wishing we could walk...

Rolling over...

Shopping with Mom...

And occasionally sleeping.

Even though we really don't want to.

We are also still really good at being cute ;)

For those of you not on Facebook, here are a few links to some recent video clips of the babies.

Sydney Laughing

Will Laughing

Sydney and LuLu

First Fight

Hope everyone is having a great Summer!

Baldy

My boy is going bald at the ripe old age of 5 months.

Just to refresh your memory, here is Will at exactly one month old, right when we got home from the NICU.

His hair was thick, lush, and oh-so-mohawkable.  The doctor could see it on our ultrasounds way before he was born.

Fast forward to now, just shy of 5 months old...

Most of his original hair has fallen out and has been replaced by a short brown fuzz. Kinda like a brown baby chick.   A chick with long straggly bangs.

The baby books say this is perfectly normal as hormone levels drop a few months after birth. Still, it's just a little sad for Momma.

Oh well, at least he's still got a few things going for him...

Bright blue eyes, sweet chubby cheeks, and lashes that put most girls to shame.

Simply put, he's a lady killer.

But if all else fails, he looks darn good in hats, too!

Momma's Two Cents: Stranger Comments

When I found out that I was expecting twins, I tried to prepare myself for every situation.  I learned from veteran moms of multiples that going on outings with the babies could turn into a bit of a sideshow.  After seeing things like this cartoon, I was prepared for the comments.  I even had snappy comebacks prepared for the more obnoxious ones. And I have since learned that I needn’t have worried; most of the attention we get when we go out in public is positive.  I love that people are interested in my sweet babies, and unless I am in a hurry I don’t mind chatting about them.  What I wasn’t anticipating was the abject pity that my mere presence could garner from perfect strangers. The blatantly horrified looks that I am given in the grocery store, as if I am pushing a cart full of angry rattlesnakes rather than my cherubic, sleeping infants.  “You poor thing!” they say.  “Better you than me!”  “I feel so sorry for you!”  Or my favorite, “That sucks!”  


Don’t get me wrong, life with my babies isn’t always easy.  Yes, my house resembles Babies "R" Us after looters have ransacked it during a power outage. My bedroom/nursery smells like an airport toilet on occasion, because let’s face it, a certain plastic diaper receptacle does not always keep the “genie” in the bottle.  I am hard pressed to find a garment that is not partially or fully coated by my daughter’s stomach contents on any given day.  There are times I am so sleep deprived that I cannot remember the phone number I have had for almost ten years, and I refer to my husband as “You!” because I cannot recall his name.  Most heartbreaking of all, I have two little people who sometimes cry for me at the same time, and I have to decide who’s needs are more dire, and make the other one wait for my attention, wailing all the while. 


However, even though two babies at the same time may not be the ideal situation, I would not trade them for the world. I may get double the screaming and double the poop, but I also get double the giggles and double the love. They give me more joy than I could ever have imagined.  We fought hard to bring them into this world, and they fought even harder to stay here, and we will not take that for granted.   So please, next time you see twins, offer your congratulations rather than your condolences!  

Out and About

So much to blog about, so little time!  The past couple weeks have been full of adventures as we continue to try to get the twins (and ourselves) out in the world again, so I'll hit on some of the highlights in this post.    First off, we were treated with a visit from "Auntie" Erin, a dear friend of mine who has recently moved to Houston.  She came up to stay with us for a few days so she could hold babies, watch cheesy horror movies with me, and take me shopping :) That's what friends are for!

We love "Auntie" Erin!

In addition to having great friends in our lives, we are fortunate to live in a wonderful community with exceptionally great neighbors. In fact, some couples in our cul-de-sac were sweet enough to throw the twins a neighborhood "Coming Out" party to celebrate their arrival in style!

Fabulous cake!

Twin piggies in a blanket!

Beautiful back yard...

...home to the biggest Koi I've ever seen!

Mommy and her babies before the party

The princess before her "debut"

Happy family

The party continued this past weekend with an early birthday celebration for me.  Brady and I went to the Colonial with some good friends on Saturday, and the twins got to have their first sleepover with their grandparents so that we could enjoy the nightlife in downtown Fort Worth. Of course, we were zonked in our hotel room by 11:00 and up around 6:45 the next morning missing our kiddos! 

Another family photo before leaving for Colonial

 Between Mothers of Multiples meetings, our new playgroup, trips to the grocery store, and walks around the neighborhood, we are officially "Out and About."  The babies are growing and changing so much every day!  Check back at the end of next week for their 5-month update!

Will loves his Jumperoo!

Some of the babies in our new playgroup...poor Sydney is the only girl!

Still lovin' our stroller!

Being silly with Daddy

Shhh!