November 17, 2008, at 10:30 pm | I continued the trend from yesterday and dressed Susanna in purple and Rebecca in pink again today. They had a pediatrician appointment, so I figured they may as well get dressed up to go out! The girls are finally out of their newborn clothes and into their 0-3 month outfits, and with good reason: Susanna now weighs 9 lbs 4 oz and Rebecca is 10 lbs 2 oz (so I guess it makes sense why Rebecca feels so much heavier than her sister now – she’s nearly a pound bigger!).
Here’s a little photo shoot for your enjoyment. You’ll notice that I didn’t get many pictures of Susanna in the Bumbo chair, as she was less than thrilled with being photographed. Rebecca was more than happy to have the limelight all to herself!
November 16, 2008, at 10:37 pm | It looks like we’ve got another Pittsburgh Steelers fan on our hands. Jim was holding Rebecca while watching the Steelers vs. Chargers game tonight, when all of a sudden the referees made a call in favor of the Chargers and Jim hollered out his protest. He looked down at Rebecca and said to her, “That was a bad call, wasn’t it?” and she instantly furrowed her brow, pouted her lip and wimpered plaintively. We both started laughing at her reaction, and she stopped crying. Jim looked down at her again and repeated, “What a terrible call!” and Rebecca’s face once again crumpled into tearful agreement. Of course, we cracked up at her intuitive responses, and she settled down. Jim couldn’t resist, and he tried yet again: “What were those refs thinking?!” and she cried on cue yet again! She did this two more times! By the time she finally stopped responding to our attempts to mock her heartfelt pouts, Jim himself was crying he was laughing so hard. So not only is Rebecca able to sympathize with her father’s emotions, she also shares his taste in football (Although I didn’t tell Jim that she smiled her way through the Steelers’ next fumble!).
I couldn’t resist sharing a few pictures of the girls’ outfits for church today. I thought they looked so cute! Rebecca is in pink, and Susanna is in purple:
 
 
November 14, 2008, at 11:24 pm | I think we have a little couch potato on our hands…or at least, a couch tater-tot. When Jim was holding Susanna tonight, she kept turning her head to look at the television. Eventually, Jim plunked her down facing the set, and she was quite content to watch “Law & Order” with us. Don’t worry – we shielded her eyes from any scary scenes!
November 14, 2008, at 3:32 am | As you can see by the time stamp on this entry, I’m up a little earlier than expected tonight. I was surprised at the early time when the girls’ crying woke me up at two o’clock. When I got to their cribside, though, I realized what had happened: Susanna had turned herself so she was pummeling Rebecca’s head with her feet. Oh well. I guess it’s about time for the girls to sleep in separate cribs. If I remember correctly, Susanna takes after her aunt’s tendency to flail her in sleep. Angie, I think I may have to rescind the sleepover invitation that I posted in my previous entry – or at least, insist we sleep in separate beds!
November 13, 2008, at 7:06 pm | I thought it was babies, not their moms, who get their days and nights mixed up. Rebecca and Susanna have actually been sleeping very well, usually only waking up once during the night. So you’d think I would sleep blissfully and awake full of vim and vigor. Well, much to my surprise, I am full of vim at three o’clock in the morning (I had to look up “vim†to see if it really was a word: indeed, it means “ebullient vitality and energyâ€). Once the girls are fed and put back to bed, I practically have to listen to the their lullaby CD’s to get myself to sleep. Some of you may have noticed that I tend to return e-mails at that time, since it seems a shame to waste the time awake laying in bed! Unfortunately, my supply of vim wanes as morning draws near. By the time the girls are ready for their next feeding at seven or eight o’clock, I can barely drag myself into the nursery. And of course, once fed, the girls are bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and I am bleary-eyed and far from bushy. I think I need to take some lessons from the girls as to how to reset my internal clock. Maybe I ought to follow their pattern: At eight o’clock in the evening, I’ll bathe, then eat until I can’t see straight, give a good belch, eat some more, have a good cry, then nestle down to sleep next to my sister. How about it, Angie – you want to fly out for a sisterly slumber party? All in the name of a good night’s sleep!
November 11, 2008, at 11:44 pm | Today I had the privilege of getting together with some friends who also have young children. It was a wonderful opportunity to socialize, play with the kids, and to be thankful for my girls’ relative immobility. Once kids can walk, they don’t seem to stop moving, especially not for pictures!
November 9, 2008, at 11:39 pm |
I’ve started talking to my laundry. A few days ago, I caught myself saying, “Come on, guys, let’s go!” while scooping clothes out of the dryer. I must have gotten so used to addressing the girls without expecting a response that I’ve generalized this activity to inanimate objects. Pretty soon I’ll be chatting away to my lunch. I can hear myself now, cooing in a high-pitched sing-song voice : “Aren’t you a yummy sandwich. Yes you are! You’re the yummiest sandwich I’ve ever seen! Momma loves a good sandwich!”
There are quite a few verbal oddities of motherhood, I’ve noticed. Another is my newfound tendency to refer to myself in the third person. I don’t know how that switch got flipped in my brain, but I now rarely use the words “I” or “me” when talking to the girls. It’s always: “Momma needs to change your diaper!” or “Give Momma big smile!” I have puzzled over why my maternal instincts seem to prefer third person references over the first person. Maybe I’m unconsciously trying to identify myself to the girls, just in case they don’t already know I’m their mother. I guess my laundry and my lunch will also be sure to know who they’re dealing with!
November 8, 2008, at 10:14 pm |
I realized I haven’t posted about the girls’ growth in a while. Here goes! As of their last pediatrician appointment one week ago, Rebecca was weighing in at 9 lbs 4 oz and Susanna was at 8 lbs 9 oz. Susanna has consistently weighed about a half pound smaller than Rebecca since birth. It’s amazing to Jim and I how much heavier Rebecca feels than her sister. One wouldn’t think that a half pound makes that much of a difference. Rebecca seems to keep all her weight in her head, if that’s possible. She’s a brainy girl!
What Susanna lacks in size, however, she makes up for in speed. That child can move. She wiggles around in the crib, so we’re constantly finding her in a vastly different area than the one in which we initially placed her. Sometimes when I hold her, she starts springing up and down like an athlete performing warm-up squats. I wouldn’t be surprised if she skips crawling and goes straight to high-jumping!
November 6, 2008, at 11:10 pm | During one of their playtimes today, Susanna decided that Rebecca’s toys were much more enthralling than hers. Susanna was content to sit and stare at her sister’s every move. I suppose need to savor these days when the sharing of toys isn’t a hotly-contested issue!
November 3, 2008, at 10:21 pm | Jim came in from working in the garage tonight and found me frantically trying to soothe two fussy babies. While holding Rebecca, he had the bright idea to turn on his head lamp for her amusement. Lo and behold, Rebecca was spellbound! We’re now thinking I need to get my own head lamp for future distraction purposes!
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ABOUT US I'm blessed to be saved by the grace of God, loved by my wonderful husband Jim, and embraced by my twin girls, Rebecca Faith and Susanna Joy and my sons Jimmy and Danny. I started this blog in May 2008 when I was hospitalized for pre-term labor at 24 weeks gestation. The Lord allowed me to keep the girls inside until they were 34 weeks along, and on July 27th, Rebecca made her debut, followed by Susanna, five minutes later, on July 28th. We ecstatically welcomed Jimmy into our lives on April 25th, 2011, and Danny on August 31, 2012. This blog has been a personal journal of faith and motherhood and the only way I can remember which child did what and when. Thanks for stopping by to share in my Faith and Joy! Feel free to e-mail me at: [email protected]. |
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