Another year of things to come

The past year has obviously been unlike any other. On this day (New Year’s Eve) last year, we found out that Baby B (Mason) had stopped growing and would need to get delivered within the week. The news that the babies were coming early was not surprising, but the reason why was unexpected. I remember being so scared, basically since the doctor said that the reason they had to come early…and I quote… is “because we don’t want your baby to die.” The fear of the unknown, the anticipation of their birth, wondering who they were, what genders we would be raising, and everything else made the last day of last year one I will never forget. Yet, here we are one year later and now we are anticipating the boys walking, their first birthdays, and all the other things yet to come. We will ring in the new year with the boy’s first birthday and also a trip for mom and dad–a celebration of the past year if you will.

Two days after the boys turn 1, Ben and I are off to Hawaii. This is something we have been talking about since we got married, and now five years later we are finally going. When we booked the trip (oh, 8 months ago), I knew we would be ready for a week to ourselves. However, I never imagined how tough it would be to leave the boys. My original thought was that they’ll be one, it will be perfect, and it will…it’s just that they are so darn cute and fun right now. But I know once we get there it will be great. The boys will be well taken care of (with the grandmas) and Ben and I will have a nice time to reflect, connect, explore, relax, and then be the only two people ever happy to leave Hawaii and come home to snuggle the boys. And after one year, 6 six days will fly by like crazy (at least that is what I keep telling myself).

Christmas was great-full of love, family, and friends. The boys loved, LOVED, the trees and lights. Pointing, hoping, and I swear saying “tee tee tee” were so great…as was their trip to see the big guy. I could see the picture before we even took it. Mason hamming it up and Elliott in hysterics. Elliott started out crying, but warmed up…kind of:

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They made out like bandits and love their new car. It was a great end to the year and a prelude of great things to come.

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Happy New Year and  Happy 2014.

The Backyard, Part II

A spell of nice warm weather inspired Ben to start tackling the backyard project (see Backyard Part I). So as of right now, we can officially cross off item #1: remove chain link and build cedar fence. This is what it looked like after the chain link was ripped out:

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and now:

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Great job Ben! The only thing we didn’t rip out in the back was the Cherry tree. I wanted to, but am so glad we didn’t, because look how pretty it is without 4 million feet of blackberry bushes behind it. I bet you didn’t even notice it before…go ahead scroll up…yeah, me neither. But now it pops!

Total cost of fence: $680…man wood is EXPENSIVE.

The cold, crappy weather stalled us (along with lack of funds), but Ben just finished the “brooding box”…so I think #2 is right around the corner…chirp chirp.

Two babies

When I found out our big surprise, I called Ben and repeated the words “two babies” over and over again. So much so, that the nurse came in after the phone call and asked how my husband handled the “two babies” announcement. So from the very beginning they have always been two babies, not twins. People would ask what I was having (meaning sex, not say a puppy, I’m guessing), and I would reply with “two babies.” “Oh twins, wow, how exciting” they would say, and I would respond: “yes, two babies.” The reasoning behind this was that “twins” sounds very cute, which it is…I mean have you see the boys? 🙂 And everyone gets really excited for twins…as they should. But “two babies” is the more realistic description, and a lot of times gets people thinking about all the things that go along with two babies. I would never ever change having two babies at once, nor do I discount those who only have one baby at a time–it’s tough no matter what–but the full understanding of two babies really hit me (and probably Ben too) this week, because at times it doesn’t feel like we have two babies, it feels like ten. Much of that comes from lack of sleep, but when they are both crying, or one is sleeping and the other is crying, and then you get one calmed down and the other one fires up, it’s like we have ten babies. I cannot imagine what it is like for those that have more than two.

And we are now off to the beach for our first road trip. The list of stuff we have to bring is hysterical:

For Abby: food, treats, bags, leash, rain coat (although Ben very much dislikes when I put this on Abby). We have decided to leave her bed and bowls in the hopes that there is something at the place we are staying.

Dudes: clothes, jammies, sleepsacks, warm outer garments, swaddle blankets, hats, pacifiers, cloth diapers, cloth diaper covers, bag to put the dirty cloth diapers in, disposable diapers, wipes, buttpaste, pack-n-play, sheet, stroller, carriers, bottles, vitamins, pump, pump parts, thermometer/tylenol (just in case)

Us: normal stuff, plus food, rain gear, etc. etc.

We are going to be like the Clampetts:

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Overall, we are very excited, and ready for our first outing/adventure. Yay!