Look at Eloise's face here - it speaks volumes about how highly she regards Audrey! Look at her legs stretched out, feet flexed with happiness. Audrey, we miss you already!!!
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Audrey & Girls
A couple of weekends ago our most loved "nanny" from Burlington came to visit us. She is more than just a nanny though... what an excellent friend - an incredible human. We had so much fun showing her around Providence, eating good food and catching up. Only Audrey can get Ru and El to sit still for braids...
mystery baby
Yesterday we had our big monumental ultrasound and there is indeed a baby in my tummy. With all of the distractions of everyday life I seem to forget I'm pregnant most of the time, and I feel sorry that the little critter doesn't get the in-utero attention it deserves. Now if that's not enough, I decided not to find out the sex! I never thought I could restrain myself from blurting out "WHAT IS IT?" while lying there, but I was so nervous that they would tell me it was another girl and I wouldn't be as elated as I should be. I kept my mouth shut.
If I can get the scanner functioning I'll post some of those alien ultrasound shots. Unfortunately you won't get to see a view of the legs or feet, because they wouldn't show us that angle - in case Myles could tell what to look for between the thighs!
If I can get the scanner functioning I'll post some of those alien ultrasound shots. Unfortunately you won't get to see a view of the legs or feet, because they wouldn't show us that angle - in case Myles could tell what to look for between the thighs!
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Psycho Ruby
She has made this face since she was 10 months old! I hope it never leaves her... besides, wouldn't you be this excited if you were wearing a crown of pink tulle?
Glasses and Jammies
Kathleen and Jim came to visit a couple of weekends ago and the girls thought they were special trying on their glasses. Notice the pigtails - which they call "puppy ears"...
LAZY!
I wish I had a decent excuse for not blogging regularly. I not only want to keep you all informed and entertained, but I also want to give myself a theraputic moment to digest all that's gone on in my brain. Even if this venue doesn't seem appropriate for sorting things out, it occasionally works wonders for my psyche! But today I realize I haven't blogged because I like television too much and I am just beat at the end of the day to try to process anything - even the silly and trivial shit that makes people laugh. I am REALLY an unhealthy person... I can't seem to muster up energy to read decent books, I crave trashy magazines (some things never change) and bad reality tv. And I actually like reading good books. Oh, and I like to cook delicious food, but I haven't managed to make anything out of the ordinary or decent in what seems like months. A while back Myles said to me, "Remember when you used to make yummy dinner stuff like roast chicken? What ever happened to that?" I had to laugh because roast chicken was apparently a more "upscale" version of my cooking - and the reality is that roasting a chicken is about as complicated as following the directions on the back of the box of Annie's Shells and Cheddar.
So, I feel like a beast. Savage moments... scraping by financially, emotionally, maternally. It's all pretty overwhelming. And how the weeks seem to fly by now that we have school, swim class, story hour and an occasional "Dad Day". I look forward to those "Dad Days" like you wouldn't believe. I'm almost ashamed about how eager we all are to spend time with him. Talk about savage though - I think Myles has forgotten how to do a dish, fold clothes and pick up after himself. His Daddy skills are surpassed by none though, and I guess that should suffice.
I should mention that my girls are pretty much potty trained now. YAAAAAY! We still put them in pull-ups at night, but only due to my laziness. I think once I start waking up every 3 hours to pee (you know, when my uterus is the size of a watermelon), I'll take them for a middle of the night pee and just try to keep them in undies for bedtime. Today we went to the mall and visited the bathroom 3 times in 2 hours. The entire business of potty trips takes a total of 10-15 minutes each time. I have given up on handwashing because it takes too long... and I caved in and bought a bunch of travel-sized Purell instead. What's going to happen when I have to pee more often than they do? I'm not conjuring up a pretty picture of our outings.
Perhaps I have a second to post some photos. You deserve these pics loyal readers. My girls are growing into such wonderful little ladies!
So, I feel like a beast. Savage moments... scraping by financially, emotionally, maternally. It's all pretty overwhelming. And how the weeks seem to fly by now that we have school, swim class, story hour and an occasional "Dad Day". I look forward to those "Dad Days" like you wouldn't believe. I'm almost ashamed about how eager we all are to spend time with him. Talk about savage though - I think Myles has forgotten how to do a dish, fold clothes and pick up after himself. His Daddy skills are surpassed by none though, and I guess that should suffice.
I should mention that my girls are pretty much potty trained now. YAAAAAY! We still put them in pull-ups at night, but only due to my laziness. I think once I start waking up every 3 hours to pee (you know, when my uterus is the size of a watermelon), I'll take them for a middle of the night pee and just try to keep them in undies for bedtime. Today we went to the mall and visited the bathroom 3 times in 2 hours. The entire business of potty trips takes a total of 10-15 minutes each time. I have given up on handwashing because it takes too long... and I caved in and bought a bunch of travel-sized Purell instead. What's going to happen when I have to pee more often than they do? I'm not conjuring up a pretty picture of our outings.
Perhaps I have a second to post some photos. You deserve these pics loyal readers. My girls are growing into such wonderful little ladies!
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Mom turns 31...
Sorry I've been so out of touch (to all 8 of my blog readers), but we just ended our bout with a 2.5 week cold from hell. How did we end up with twins who have asthma? It's really exhausting to say the least.
When I have more time I promise to post some more pictures and give y'all a better update on our lives... and maybe I'll show you my new belly!
When I have more time I promise to post some more pictures and give y'all a better update on our lives... and maybe I'll show you my new belly!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
en fuego
I love this shot of Myles' stinky toes warming up by our little fireplace. It makes his feet look so much nicer than they really are...
No, actually, the real reason I'm posting this is because I'm so happy to have a home where we can get cozy by a fire. The girls love it, Myles loves it, and I've taken to building fires - even when it's 55 degrees.
No, actually, the real reason I'm posting this is because I'm so happy to have a home where we can get cozy by a fire. The girls love it, Myles loves it, and I've taken to building fires - even when it's 55 degrees.
The Charlie Brown Tree
We didn't pick this one, but it was much adored by the girls... and after this photo, both of them peed in their pants.
Christmas Tree Chopped!
We are alive here in Providence, just busy as hell. It seems as though there aren't enough days to fit in all the fun and family and gift making that I originally planned. Honestly, it will be a miracle if I ever get the holiday cards happening... sorry gang. It might have to be a New Year's card, or better yet, a Valentine. I just got through making the cookies and I'm having a hard time not eating about 10 in a row...
Monday, November 27, 2006
One Bun
It really is only one bean in my uterus. My doc gave me a quickie ultrasound the other day just for fun and to set my mind at ease that I wasn't going to go through the twin thing again. Hooray! I've also been prescribed ginger and vitamin B6 for nausea and it's working really well. I must admit I was skeptical about herbs and vitamins... but what a difference. Now if only they'd prescribe me some speed for lack of energy, then I'd be just about normal.
Lots going on these days... We're trying to take a trip to NYC for a couple of days while Myles has a light schedule (Central Park Zoo, Natural History Museum, old friends, Magnolia Cupcakes and new shoes in order). I'm really excited. I don't think I've been to the city in a year and I miss it like hell.
I need to write out Ru and El's applications to private schools, register our car, get new plates, get new insurance, have the couch slip-covered because it's hideous, and sew about 12 curtains for the house. (Now that the leaves are off the trees nobody needs to see my pale naked ass scampering around our house. Besides, we have lived here for about 6 months now.)
Off to put the girlies to bed. And yes, it's after 10 pm. They love to stay up late now...
Lots going on these days... We're trying to take a trip to NYC for a couple of days while Myles has a light schedule (Central Park Zoo, Natural History Museum, old friends, Magnolia Cupcakes and new shoes in order). I'm really excited. I don't think I've been to the city in a year and I miss it like hell.
I need to write out Ru and El's applications to private schools, register our car, get new plates, get new insurance, have the couch slip-covered because it's hideous, and sew about 12 curtains for the house. (Now that the leaves are off the trees nobody needs to see my pale naked ass scampering around our house. Besides, we have lived here for about 6 months now.)
Off to put the girlies to bed. And yes, it's after 10 pm. They love to stay up late now...
Friday, November 17, 2006
Blog-a-putic
Here's my therapy for the moment: listing what appeals to me in the food department.
plain bagels, toasted. Gobs of cream cheese.
Total Greek yogurt (full fat) with the honey cup thingy on the side
honey roasted peanuts
honey nut cheerios
extra painful sharp cheddar with stoned wheat thins
cold cold cold apple cider
clementines
fresh pineapple chunks, close to frozen
ramen noodles
poached eggs on an english muffin
hot chocolate (for the afternoon pick-me-up it's good to resort to an old fave)
plain croissants from Seven Stars Bakery
apples (honeycrisp, granny smith)
pressed cuban sandwiches (for those not in the know: ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, pickle, on sweet white bread)
Annie's shells and white cheddar, plenty of ketchup for dipping (don't ask...)
EGG SALAD SANDOs with extra mayo on a baguette
and last but not least, if I"m feeling really brave I'll eat broccoli soaked in soy sauce. But I don't think it's about the broccoli. Something about that soy flavor makes me want to lick the bowl...
Tomorrow I'm going to find myself some really tart lemon sorbet. Actually, if Myles wasn't at work right now, I'd be sending him to the market for just that - or maybe Edy's lime popsicles. YUM! That's it. I knew this brainstorming would result in a groundbreaking flavor... LIME. Real lime though, not like the green gummy bear lime. Maybe there's a lime in my fridge? I'd make a phony lime-ade with sugar and seltzer.
It's pretty pathetic that this is the only stuff I can think about right now, but if I'm not on top of the food cravings, then the nausea sets in and I'm stuck with crackers and pretzles for the next few hours. The intensity and specificity of flavor during pregnancy is truly overwhelming for me - I mean, I can get pretty hyped up about food when I'm not pregnant - but this is like I'm on a special mission to find those "just right" things. As dorky as this sounds, these feelings are so primal and desperate even. For example, when I'm tired and I need to sit down, there's no, "okay, I'll just wait 'til I get to the car". Instead it's "I NEED TO SIT DOWN NOW and I'll do anything including getting down on the floor if that's my only option". Now, with that being said, throw 2 two-year olds into the mess (and they're pretty primal too, for those of you without kid exposure) and you've got 3 really grumpy people trying to get along. Oh wait, I shouldn't forget the fourth person: the completely over-tired and over-worked stressed-out surgical intern (also prone to primal urges that are only deemed acceptable in the comfort of your own home).
I'm trying to hold it all together one bite at a time.
plain bagels, toasted. Gobs of cream cheese.
Total Greek yogurt (full fat) with the honey cup thingy on the side
honey roasted peanuts
honey nut cheerios
extra painful sharp cheddar with stoned wheat thins
cold cold cold apple cider
clementines
fresh pineapple chunks, close to frozen
ramen noodles
poached eggs on an english muffin
hot chocolate (for the afternoon pick-me-up it's good to resort to an old fave)
plain croissants from Seven Stars Bakery
apples (honeycrisp, granny smith)
pressed cuban sandwiches (for those not in the know: ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, pickle, on sweet white bread)
Annie's shells and white cheddar, plenty of ketchup for dipping (don't ask...)
EGG SALAD SANDOs with extra mayo on a baguette
and last but not least, if I"m feeling really brave I'll eat broccoli soaked in soy sauce. But I don't think it's about the broccoli. Something about that soy flavor makes me want to lick the bowl...
Tomorrow I'm going to find myself some really tart lemon sorbet. Actually, if Myles wasn't at work right now, I'd be sending him to the market for just that - or maybe Edy's lime popsicles. YUM! That's it. I knew this brainstorming would result in a groundbreaking flavor... LIME. Real lime though, not like the green gummy bear lime. Maybe there's a lime in my fridge? I'd make a phony lime-ade with sugar and seltzer.
It's pretty pathetic that this is the only stuff I can think about right now, but if I'm not on top of the food cravings, then the nausea sets in and I'm stuck with crackers and pretzles for the next few hours. The intensity and specificity of flavor during pregnancy is truly overwhelming for me - I mean, I can get pretty hyped up about food when I'm not pregnant - but this is like I'm on a special mission to find those "just right" things. As dorky as this sounds, these feelings are so primal and desperate even. For example, when I'm tired and I need to sit down, there's no, "okay, I'll just wait 'til I get to the car". Instead it's "I NEED TO SIT DOWN NOW and I'll do anything including getting down on the floor if that's my only option". Now, with that being said, throw 2 two-year olds into the mess (and they're pretty primal too, for those of you without kid exposure) and you've got 3 really grumpy people trying to get along. Oh wait, I shouldn't forget the fourth person: the completely over-tired and over-worked stressed-out surgical intern (also prone to primal urges that are only deemed acceptable in the comfort of your own home).
I'm trying to hold it all together one bite at a time.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
In Hiding...
This has gotten pretty pathetic - I've neglected to say anything interesting about our lives these days. I figure the pictures say enough, mostly, but if I want to be honest, let's just say I'm exhausted.
Well, no actually, to get specific about the exhaustion, I'm really just pregnant.
(Only 8 weeks gang, so don't get too excited. But craving Cuban pork sandwiches and fighting nausea here and there should prove that this little bun is warming just fine.)
If one more person says, "are you sure it's just one in there this time?" I might have to punch them. I'm making the assumption that I don't feel nearly as crummy as I did with Ru and El in the first trimester, so the hormones can't be double, right? We don't have an ultrasound until 20 weeks I guess - which should be kind of a bummer considering we got to see the girls in my tummy at EVERY doc's visit. So we'll do the old fashioned guess work and look at my weight and measurements in the meantime.
More later. Have fun digesting this information and conjuring up images of what my life will look like with 3 (or 4 if you include Myles) children to take care of...
Well, no actually, to get specific about the exhaustion, I'm really just pregnant.
(Only 8 weeks gang, so don't get too excited. But craving Cuban pork sandwiches and fighting nausea here and there should prove that this little bun is warming just fine.)
If one more person says, "are you sure it's just one in there this time?" I might have to punch them. I'm making the assumption that I don't feel nearly as crummy as I did with Ru and El in the first trimester, so the hormones can't be double, right? We don't have an ultrasound until 20 weeks I guess - which should be kind of a bummer considering we got to see the girls in my tummy at EVERY doc's visit. So we'll do the old fashioned guess work and look at my weight and measurements in the meantime.
More later. Have fun digesting this information and conjuring up images of what my life will look like with 3 (or 4 if you include Myles) children to take care of...
Belated Halloween
Here they are, the famous cheetah and jaguar in full excitement. Would you be surprised to know that Eloise (on the right) is still very happy to be wearing her costume around town for fun?
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