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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Dear Drew


Dear Drew,

You are six weeks old today and just beginning to flash that adorable smile of yours. Like Emily, you are growing fast, even though you are still the little brother, both in birth order and in weight. You can overtake her any day, however, in the crying department. We joke that you have two volumes—silent and screaming. I guess you learned early that you had to be heard; otherwise, Emily would always get fed first. When you are quiet, you have the cutest little mouth. You make the sweetest O shape with your lips. It’s like you are preparing to say something important but just can’t find the words yet. Maybe you are trying to say “I love you, too” since you hear it every time I pick you up. Maybe you are trying to kiss me back since I do that every time I pick you or Emily up. Whatever it is, it is flat-out cute.

Besides your ear-piercing cry and cute little mouth, you have so many other unique things we love. You love to be cuddled. You want to be held tight, especially on our chest. You will wiggle your way up until you find a warm neck. Occasionally, you even keep going until you find a nose to lick or a cheek to kiss. You love to nurse, and one regret I will always have as a mommy is that I didn’t make time to nurse you more. I don’t think you like the milk from me as much as you just like the comfort of being close and the warmth of my chest as you fall asleep there.

Speaking of eating, you are a funny eater. You have a habit of what I call “snacking.” You will take a little bit, and then fall asleep with a milk-drunk grin. Before we know it, you are ready to eat again. When I am trying to feed two babies on my own, this continual feeding can make for a long day. I indulge you, though, and am just happy that you seem to be eating pain-free now that you have started Zantac for reflux. It’s amazing how much happier you are now and how you can now be awake without screaming.

It’s amazing how much you look like your Daddy. Grandma Vivian brought a baby picture of your Daddy, and it could seriously be a picture of you. As soon as you are big enough, we are going to have your picture made in the same outfit. I would say you have his hair, but right now, you are pretty bald. What fine blonde hair you did have has fallen out, and you have just a bit of fuzz on top. You wear it well, though, and if now is any indication, you will be a cute old man one day. You also have a “stork bite” between your eyes, and when you cry, it gets redder. To us, it’s just another spot to kiss. You are also getting stronger each day. You pick your head up well, and you are losing the wobble. You favor your right side, and I do hope I am not to blame. When you were in my tummy, your head rested in my ribs for the last four months. As I pushed down to get you to move, I often joked that I hoped I wasn’t denting your head. Maybe I didn’t dent it, but one could argue I made it lean to the right.

You love to swing, and this past weekend, we bought a second swing so you and Emily wouldn’t have to share. We splurged on the Ocean Adventures model that has all kinds of fancy features. You can swing in three directions, listen to four different types of sounds, and stare cross-eyed at a mobile and lighted globe. Stare closely at the sea animals on the mobile. As our children, you will be spending a lot of your childhood at the beach. You have already had your first trip there. Granted, we didn’t see much outside of the camper, but as the natural born traveler that you are, you loved the car ride even if you had no idea where you were going.

In the coming days and months, you will go many places. You will grow and learn, and soon I will be wishing I could be a time traveler so I can go back to these sleepless nights and summer days when you were my “squirmy worm.” Just remember, in the closing words of our new book, “I love all that you will be and everything you are.”

Love, Mommy

Dear Emily


Dear Emily,

Today you are six weeks old and absolutely beautiful. You are growing so fast. Daddy and I joke that he’s going to have to get another job just to feed you. You love to eat, and you make the cutest little grunting noises as you eat. It’s the happiest sound in the world. We laugh every time you smack your heart-shaped lips after finishing off your bottle. You’ve come a long way from the early days in the hospital when you were jaundice and losing weight. I remember putting you in the dining room on that first day home for a sunbath and nervously awaiting your weight checks. You are now in the 85% for your weight! Now I worry you are gaining too much!

Besides eating, you do have other things you love. You love to cuddle. I think you got that from me. I like lying on the couch with you in the crook of my arm and lounging in the recliner with you on my chest. I often find myself holding you and crying, overcome by how much I love you and how beautiful you are. Grandma and Papa also spoiled you early on by putting you in the bed with them. You love nap time with Grandma. I also make sure you and Drew get twin time every day by putting you in the boppy for a nap. You two are precious, and no matter how many times I see you two together, I still have to take a picture of it and call your Daddy into the room to see how cute you are.

We often have story time. I can tell you are going to be an avid reader by the way you listen so intently. We’ve changed the words to Are You My Mother slightly…we like the sound of Mommy better. You’ve had your first trip to Barnes and Noble already. We skipped the Starbucks for you, but we did get you and Drew each a book to celebrate the occasion.

You love your swing and riding in the car. We joke that you, unlike your Daddy, are going to love roller coasters as much as you like to move. You are so bright-eyed, curious, and strong. You could hold your head up as soon as you were born. You look all around, taking in everything. You gave your Daddy quite a scare when you almost slung yourself off his shoulder. You like your pacifier, and you impressed us all by holding it on your own at about two weeks. You are even trying to hold your bottle now.

You don’t like your play mat despite how much I try to get you to enjoy it. You generally dislike bath time too, except now I think you are beginning to associate baths with feeding so you aren’t fighting us quite as much.

You are still sleeping much of the day, but I know the next six weeks will fly by. Before long, you will be smiling consistently, interacting with us more, and wiggling all over the place. As much as I look forward to those times, I wish I could freeze this moment in time and kiss your baby feet and hold your perfect, tiny newborn hands in mine a bit longer. In the closing words of our new book, “I love all that you will be and everything you are.”

Love,
Mommy

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Love being a MaMe...


Welcome to MaMe Musings, my first real blog, and my attempt to document and share the most incredible experience of my life--being a mommy.

MaMe stands for M(arty) a(ndrew) M(elissa) e(mily), and I freely admit that this blog will be all about us and our new twins. Yes, here, I will be THAT person who self-indulgently brags about her children's daily feats.

Perhaps this blog will help me slow down so I might appreciate each day while I take time to reflect and grow from the daily miracle we call life. Many of my early posts will be sort of a retrospective as I try to look back and document how we have arrived at this divine place in our lives. I imagine many entries will attempt to capture a moment, share our joy, express our exhaustion, or pass along tough lessons learned.

While I have already learned that life with twins leaves very little "me" time, it is my intention to carve out some space on a regular basis to keep this blog going. As I type, I realize that I have been working on this entry for almost two weeks! Then again, I think that's not too bad for someone who is feeding two babies about every three hours! Don't even get me started on how many bottles I wash in one day.

Who will be interested in these MaMe Musings? Who knows? While I would love to connect and share with others, ultimately, this blog is a gift to my children. One day I hope Emily and Andrew will read this blog and realize how much they are loved and wanted and how we were honored to be chosen as their parents.
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