One year and counting...

And so we've officially entered their second year of life, having completed the one-year check-up.

Wow. Over one year of having twins. Pretty soon I'll be that mom offering encouragement to new moms of multiples b/c mine are graduated from college. What a wonderful life this is, with two of them.

It hasn't been easy. In fact, I think it's getting more difficult as they become more mobile, especially as I lose mobility. My tendonitis struck with a vengence this past week, causing me to lose the ability to walk for three days b/c of my left ankle and right knee. I kept thinking it would get better as it had in the past, but eventually, but Sunday morning I could not move, I could not sleep, I had to crawl to get anywhere and even that was painful I realized I needed to do something.

Making the trip to urgent care by myself was probably one of the most bone-headed decisions I made, but I survived. I sat in the car for two minutes before going in, because although I had parked as close as possible without using handicapped spots, it was still probably 300 ft to the entrance and I wasn't sure how I was going to make it without help.

I cried, I prayed, I rubbed a rosary through my fingers, and finally forced myself out the door. I barely made it to the entrance and the very kind security guard plopped me in a wheel chair and got me to the desk. Once there, things moved very quickly and I was ordered to take steroid pills for a week to decrease the inflamation and do a follow-up with an rheumologist. At least it's not MS. What a frightening thought. Though, as with all things, managable should it have happened. But steroid pills are amazing. There is still a hint of pain and stiffness, which is a good thing, but I am able to get up and move around, for which I am very grateful. I'll be doing more rounds of tests and physical therapy and hopefully, before too long, this super cold weather will disappear and I can get better.



My girls are amazing. Today they had their one-year check-up. Skinny-minny Mae is in the 7th percentile for weight, but over 75% for height. She's such a monkey. She climbs up on everything, including out couch. She's walking everywhere and love to explore and meet new people. Eve, squishy, snuggly Eve is 50% for everything. She loves to look at books and play with our dogs.

25 Things I love about Mae:

long skinny legs
'are you watching what I'm about to do' face
troublemaker laugh
enthusiasm for french fries
the way she picks up slices of cheese
the way she holds her bottle nonchalantly with one hand
when she walks around with her bottle
when she yells when we put her down for a nap (not a cry, mind you)
the way she splashes in the tub
how she walks around the play mat
that she can stack three blocks together
the way she holds her hands to her chest while walking
the way she clasps/unclasps her right hand when she's concentrating
her side-smile
when she shuts her eyes because her smile is too big
that she loves talking on anything phone-like
when she steals her sister's nuk, just to steal it
her hurt face was a toy is taken from her
how she stands on the fence at the kitchen to yell at the dogs
how she always seems to have a runny nose
how pink her cheeks are when she wakes up
that she wakes up grumpy from naps
she enjoys rubbing lotion on her hands
when she randomly shrieks in hapiness
the way she reaches for strangers out of sheer joy


25 things I love about Eve:

her soft belly
the way she snuggles when she's the first one up in the morning
the way she puts her nuk in her mouth
that she still prefers someone else to hold her bottle for her
she can eat half an orange in one sitting
how she says "yaw, yaw, yaw"
she loves the dogs SO much
her deep belly laugh
that she plays with her hair, just like her momma does
she can walk, but only when there's something big and bulky in her arms, like a suitcase
how she hates to have hard soled shoes on
the way she melts when she's upset
the way she smiles around her nuk
how she hugs stuffed animals
watching her crawl through her tunnel
the way she sits on toys for minutes on end
the way she pulls piles of clothes apart and whips them onto the floor
when we look through books together
her greetings of "hey" in a very mellow voice
that she's a little shy sometimes
her birthmark on her big toe
how round her eyes are
all her teeth (ten at last count)
how sensitive her little baby feelings are
that she prefers just a diaper to clothes, even in winter when the house isn't that warm