I can’t believe it. My babies are turning a year old. This last year truly went by SO fast. I feel like I blinked and I missed it yet I was here for it every single day. The saying “the days are long but the years are short” is the truest thing I’ve ever heard.
My favourite part of everyday has to be after breakfast when the boys are fed, washed up, dressed and put in their play area. I get to watch them interact and play together and it really is the most precious thing. They love to chat and chase each other around, what monkey sees the other monkey has to do. Having twins really is a blessing and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Aiden, who I always felt would be the extrovert, is really the introvert. He has to take a minute to warm up to people but while at home he loves to be loud and scooting around. He’s walking freely and tries to walk fast but if there’s something he wants he’s quick to drop to his knees and quickly scurry to get it. He is also the cuddly one. He loves to curl up with you and watch Super Why or his nursery songs on YouTube, sucking on his wubanub (pacifier). Aiden is usually the one to wake in the middle of the night. I will leave him be for a few minutes to see if he’s just a little disoriented and going right back to sleep but I really love those times when he just needs to be held and rocked by his momma. Or he’s content to sit in his table for two chair and chill out watching the telly. He’s recently taken to sitting in the pool of plushy toys in the toy box and hanging out, sometime for upwards of an hour. He’s learned to climb up on the sofa on his own and loves going for the blinds…I need to quickly teach him how to get down as he went head first to the floor today. Also, he loves the camera on the phone – he loves to see himself and as soon as he sees my phone he will bolt from where ever he is, can’t get to it fast enough.
Quinn is my real little extrovert. He is so interested in talking. He gets a few words out such as “high-five, apple, all done, what’s that?” But the best is “ball” which is says in his deep, grumbly voice. But as you talk with him you can see the gears turning and hear that he’s trying to repeat back what it is you say. He’s found love for plushy toys like piglet and tigger and is so sweet that he’ll give you a hug and a kiss. He has taken a few steps and can walk around assisted no problem but isn’t quite ready to walk around on his own and I’m perfectly fine with that. He has this great, deep from the belly laugh which usually comes out in the evenings during that last bit of play time before bed. He loves books, his favourite is Goodnight Moon. He really is a happy baby. He too can be quite cuddly – he likes to get up in your arms with a toy or watch a few minutes of a show before wiggling out of your arms, off to steal whatever toy Aiden has.
Quinn has six teeth and his come in fast and full. Aiden has six with one more currently cutting through. Poor Aiden’s teeth are the slow and painfully drawn out type. I dread when the molars come. It requires a fair bit of Tylenol for them and patience and sympathy for me.
Quinn is the one with the appetite – the list of what he doesn’t like is easier to remember than what he does like because its so small. Unlike Aiden who has inherited my appetite and is the fussy eater. Quinn understands if you say “breakfast? Lunch” Dinner? Snack?” – he’ll drop whatever he’s doing and make a bee line to the high chairs. Both prefer to feed themselves but will still let me spoon feed them certain things – soup, yogurt, oatmeal, etc. We’re slowly starting to play with utensils but plates are a waste of time as Aiden immediately has to pick it up and toss it (and whatever food of course) to the dogs. Which oddly enough I haven’t heard them complain! They both love to see Dada with a cup in the play area – if its not in a coffee cup they know they will get a taste of whatever it is. Tonight they all shared a homemade strawberry milkshake (frozen strawberries, Greek yogurt, milk and a little cream) and the boys of course LOVED it! In mid to late February we transitioned off the formula onto the Homogenized milk. We still do 3 bottles of 6-7 oz each. Quinn can be quite demanding for his bottle – he has this high pitched squeal which he knows gets on my nerves but he’s protesting his hunger and I can respect that.
We’re adding another gate to our main floor this weekend – gate number 3! One blocking the steps (which we had to keep the dogs on the main level while at work), one now to block the step down to front entry way and the bigger one dividing the living room to give the boys space to play. We’ll now open the rest of the main floor to them so they have more space to explore. They look over the living room wall with such wonder knowing there’s a whole world out there if they could just get to the other side of the fence lol. This ought to be a fun new venture.
Not only have my babies thrived and grown but I have as well. I never wanted kids as I was too busy enjoying my life but I couldn’t be happier as a mom. Sure its not all roses and rainbows. This is THE hardest job I’ve ever done in my life. But those boys are worth more than any paycheque or materialistic item I’ve ever had in my possession. In those first 3-4 months I wondered how the hell was I going to survive? I missed my lifestyle and the professional career I had. In months 4-7 I think I came around that my life was going to be different but being home all the time, I wondered how the hell was I to manage two babies, two dogs, keep the house clean and keep meals on the table each night. Then winter came and being house bound with two babies and two dogs was quite challenging. But we’ve all managed to survive and grow and we’re still here, happy as ever. I do try to enjoy and really savour my time with the boys. Before you know it they’ll be off to school and we wont have our days together like we do now. If the laundry is piled up – who cares? Upstairs hasn’t been dusted and tidied- who cares? The fix-it, clean-it, purge-it list just keeps growing – who cares? Life is too short and there’s not enough hours in the day so, meh. I know that I don’t have to do it all in one day, hell or even in one week. If it doesn’t get done then its not exactly top priority and I’ll get to it when I can. In the meantime, I make sure everyone is fed and clean, try to get them all out for some fresh air when possible, and still alive, relatively unscathed when bedtime rolls around.
I think as a person gets older you can take life for granted and getting to experience the simple things through the eyes of a child is such a blessing that makes you really step back and appreciate and be thankful. I am looking forward to our small celebration for the boys birthdays and while I’m certainly not wishing away the time I’m so excited to continue on our journey, watching these two beautiful souls grow and develop.