It's 10:50 am on a Monday morning and we are all still in our pajamas. Truth be told, we are all still in bed. We being; me, Graham, Ruby and Lucy (poor Coach, has to go to work...) This is the way that several days in the week start out for my little tribe. And though it is counter to my nature in almost every way, I admit to sort of enjoying it. I think everyone is.
Except for maybe Lucy, who is starting to get the drift that we are not going to the park...any time soon.
It has been awhile since I have posted about the babies (unless you follow me on instagram, then, I am sure you have had your fill of baby photos. I am not sorry.) I thought I would pop in with a little update.
Life has become a bit of a whirlwind. I feel both overwhelmed by it and completely mesmerized. I am totally and madly in love with these two little people and feel humbled that they chose me to be their mom. I can't believe how profoundly magical they are (and profoundly exhausting) and how different they are from each other. I hardly think of them as twins, they are more like two random babies that happened to be dropped off at the same time.
Coach and I have grown very aware and appreciative of the "village" it takes to pull this off and have had to ask for more help than we have ever asked for in our lives. I have the feeling that this is just the beginning. We are behind on everything, late for everything and have had to cry a little here and there because we miss how our life used to be. If I owe you a thank you note or a phone call...or a check...it will get there, promise. It has been a challenge to every routine we had and everything we thought we knew, but when we wake up in the morning to a gummy grin on the mug of one of these two littles, it all seems ok.
The number of hours logged just holding and staring at babies is notable.
We are closing in on 12 weeks and they have already been a million different things. I can't believe how fast they grow and change! They went from being these tiny, breakable little things to robust, bright, shiny little people. Some more robust than others...Graham out-weighs Ruby by about 4 lbs.
He's a little tank. Inheriting my solid German/Irish build (and enthusiasm for eating) he is big and strong and makes his needs known. He is very chatty and seems a tiny bit serious and intense but is coming into a pretty smiley phase. He is very much a Mamma's boy and wants to be held or worn constantly. A total snuggle bunny, holding him has an incredible calming effect, I think my pulse actually slows.
Ruby is a little beautiful bird of a girl. After going completely bald (they both did) she has sprouted little dark brown monkey hair that makes her still blue eyes pop. She is a very content baby who smiles brightly and easily and is very happy to entertain herself. Her eyes sparkle when she laughs with you and she seems to know all the secrets of the universe. She is like the Morgan Freeman of babies.
This has all been quite an adventure, and has not been without its considerable challenges, but at the moment I am just so SO grateful that they are here, healthy, whole and making us so very happy.
I would like to thank laundry detergent, coffee, spandex and the people who invented FaceTime for getting us through the first 3 months.
I would also like to thank our neighbors and dear friends who have brought us food, babysat, helped with Lucy and ignored the fact that I am in my pajamas in public. Also, my life would not currently work without my Mom and the UPS guy. Not necessarily in that order.
Hope your holiday seasons are off to a fabulous start! I have LOTS to share with here over the coming weeks, so hope to see you around!