Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Where did five months go?

At what point did it become June?  It seems like this Spring just flew by and now it's back to blazing hot summer here in the Houston area.  The girls are 16 months old now and are giggling and toddling around everywhere.  They are both healthy and doing well.  A lot of people ask me if they have developed their own language.  I do catch them talking to each other and especially hear it on the baby monitor first thing in the morning.  What it sounds like is "blah blah blah blah...hee hee hee" followed by peals of laughter.  I have no idea what they are talking about, but it makes me laugh every time.  I can never catch them doing this so I probably need to put a camera in their room.  It is an awesome way to wake up, though!
We took them to their first gymnastics class a few weeks ago and that was received about as well as can be expected.  Chloe cried for the first ten minutes and Lily just stood there like a statue.  Toward the end of the class they started to feel comfortable and wanted to play, but then the class was over and it was time to leave.  I think we will wait until they're at least two to enroll them in a program like that.


I finally joined a "parents of multiples" group.  I haven't been to a meeting yet, but I hope it will help me learn how to deal with the unique challenges that come with raising twins.  Because they're getting bigger, it's harder for me to take them out by myself.  I want to get out with them like I see other people do with their children, but it's hard.  I still haven't taken them to normal places like the grocery store, etc.  We do take them to church and then to brunch or dinner sometimes and they do great in public.  They love seeing people and are very social.  I want to gain the confidence to take them out on my own.  Maybe I'll try that this summer when I'm on vacation.

 


Speaking of that, we're taking them on their first plane ride when we go to Pittsburgh later this summer.  This thought gives us great anxiety.  I know people take kids on a plane every day, but honestly, I've never been the one with the kid so I usually just ignore it.  I've read lots of articles about traveling with kids, but I guess it's kind of like fear of the unknown.  I don't know how they'll handle it.  I have a plan, we have cool gear, but none of that could matter once we get going.  I'm open to suggestions!  (Although, just so you know, I don't plan to medicate them to get them to sleep on the plane, as someone suggested to me.)

I'm not sure what is so much fun about playing in a bucket, but they both seem to love it!

I guess the other thing on my mind is how much life has changed in the past 16 months.  I think I've mentioned that before (about a million times,) but to my friends reading this, I want you to know I haven't forgotten about you.  I have missed events, many plays my friends have been in, parties for people, dinners out, etc.  I just haven't figured out how to balance it all yet and the funny thing is, when those little arms reach out for me, want a hug, and even push each other out of the way to sit on my lap, I can't imagine being anywhere else but where I am at that very moment.  I just want to sit there and hold them because I look back at pictures from just a few months ago and I realize how fast they've grown.  In the words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast.  If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."