When you have twins, people ask you all kinds of questions about them. One of them, which is a little invasive, is whether or not they are natural. Well, they’re not aliens! But really what they mean is were they spontaneous, or did you have help? Even the thought of them being spontaneous makes one think of walking down the street, and BOOM! You’re having twins!
So one day this girl knocks on my door and says she’s with AT&T and has a great new package deal offer. I really hate it when people go door to door. I don’t like signing up for things in the blink of an eye, but I also don’t like to be rude, so I listen to the schpeel and then try to politely refuse. This is not just with salespeople. I had a really hard time turning away some Jehovah’s Witnesses that came to my apartment door a few years ago. But you know as soon as they left I called the leasing office and reported them for their solicitation of….scripture? Pretty passive aggressive, I know. but how do you turn someone away who’s offering to read the Bible with you? I’m no heathen!
Where were we a year ago? Well for one thing I was still in my 20’s. But I digress. As I looked around the room at my latest birthday gathering of close friends, I realized how much has really changed. When we first started hanging out with our circle of friends (a group of neighbors that we were graciously annexed into despite the fact that we snubbed them for a house in a different neighborhood), it was a beerfest just about every weekend. It was like college all over again, complete with migrating from one house to the next, much like we used to do in the dorm. Going out for happy hour at the last minute. Staying up and playing poker until the wee hours of the morning. Nooooo….not anymore. This year’s festivities included good friends and decent beer, but there was something different. Actually there were 4 somethings named Addy, Avery, Claire, and Rachel. Every party is a baby party now, and instead of having a beer in each hand, we actually have to PUT DOWN THE BEER and entertain our babies. What the heck?
As I write I have minimal time left. Yes, tomorrow (the 15th) is my birthday, and I’ll be the dreaded 30. I guess I have just been too busy to really think about it, until C mentioned just now that I have an hour and half left in my 20’s. So to day I had my last afternoon walk in my 20’s. My last slice of pizza in my 20’s (classy, I know). I brushed my teeth for the last time in my 20’s. When the girls wake me up at 3 am I’ll be 30. I hope I can even get out of bed without my bones creaking and giving way underneath me.
- Moved into my first apartment
- Fell in love
- Went to Vegas
- Got married (no, not while in Vegas)
- Did a lot of drinking
- Graduated from college
- Worked some more
- Bought my first car
- Travelled to Mexico
- Climbed to the top of the pyramid at Chichen Itza
- Played softball
- Met some of the best friends I’ve had in a long time
- Drove from Austin to North Carolina with a flatulent 5 year old
- Voted for the first time
- Bought a house
- Drove 5 hours from Raleigh to Washington DC with only Coldplay’s X & Y CD in the car – good CD, but not over and over and over again.
- Saw the White House, Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, WWII Memorial, Vietnam Memorial, and Capitol building
- Took a picture of a protestor in front of the White House, only to later find out that it was not a protestor at all, but part of a movie set (they were shooting The Sentinel with Michael Douglas and Keifer Sutherland while we were there. Unfortunately all we saw were their director’s chairs)
- Got my picture taken next to the famous self portrait of Vincent Van Gogh
- Exhibited my artwork
- Threatened a gallery owner with a lawsuit if he didn’t return said artwork to me – little did he know I didn’t even have a lawyer
- Played a lot of poker
- Travelled to Mexico – again
- Got pregnant – not in Mexico, although that was the idea
- Split an egg
- Gave birth to 2 gorgeous girls
- Realized nothing is as important to me as my family.
Sometimes when we see the babies every day we tend not to realize how fast they are growing. As Little Miss Nostalgia, I kept some of their first outfits worn in the NICU and put them in little memory boxes, along with some of their other NICU memorabilia. Above is one of Claire’s first onesies that she wore in the NICU, next to one that she wears now (and is soon to outgrow!). Believe it or not, this little onesie swallowed her in the beginning.
Finally! I found a way to get my slideshow posted. Some silly glitch with the blog site, but I went the long way and got it done! I hope you enjoy a peek into the first 6 months of our new lives!
Know what time it is? It’s time for the most awesome month of the year! Here are the top ten reasons why October kicks butt.
8. Brown and orange.
So lately we have noticed that the girls are experiencing some separation anxiety when they are being held by strangers. Last week I asked this random lady at the grocery store to hold Claire so I could go to the bathroom, and Claire was none too happy. Just kidding! I don’t let total strangers hold my babies. But when I stopped by my old job to conduct some business and say hello, the girls did seem a little nervous as my former coworkers held and cuddled them. They would not let Christian or me out of their sight, as if we were going to walk out the door and never come back. Not to worry though. It’s totally normal for their age.
Last night Christian and I toasted our Dos Equis to 6 months of parenthood. I still can’t believe it sometimes. 6 whole months. Granted, the first 5 weeks were spent in a full time babysitting service. A $300,000 babysitting service (thank you insurance!). But we seem to have come out okay so far with two happy, healthy babies who are thriving beautifully. So now it’s time to play the Baby Game! Let’s get to know our contestants!