Raspberries and Laughs

In the past 2 weeks Cie and Willow have started to cut teeth. Little tiny one on the bottom, opposite for each. Cie has hers on the right and Willow on the left (or was that the other way around?). It has changed their mood a little as it would. A lot of gnawing happens and some grizzles, but as a whole they are our amazing cherubs.

It is 12:12am and they are asleep. They will sleep right through until 6am and have done so for almost 2 months now.

Probably about 3 weeks ago, Willow starting blowing raspberries with much gusto. She finds it so much fun and will go on for 20-30 minutes amusing herself. Cie finds this funny sometimes and pokes her tongue out but is then matched with a cheeky grin which makes the tongue poking out the funniest thing. Of course we laung at both of them and they laugh back.

They really light up when I get home before they hot the bed. Sadly not all days I can do this but it is great when I can.

Sara of course has been amazing showing them the world. We got a new pram the a few weeks back and that has completely changed the pram travel as it is a fwd only facing M.Buggy twin which the girls love.

Kicking is an all-round past time; this evening willow managed to kick / rub her feet together taking her socks off, the funny thing was that both socks came off, out the seatbelt hole of her sleeping bag. If she gets excited her little feet go like crazy, one after the other popping out the seatbelt hole; much fun to watch.

Sara has starting introducing solids this past week: banana and pear. They seem non-fussed, it is something to yummy on. They will get the idea in the not too distance future we are sure.

The girls love a cuddle and Cie loves to grab my face and stare at my nose. Willow is more content to stare at anything happening around her. Such different little personalites. Just fantastic.

Most go.

The Date Gap Says it All

So it is now into June an I haven't blogged, tech or otherwise, since March. Simply put, the girls have changed our lives.

I remember someone telling me to write down the little things they do so we have a record of their growing up. And well of course a good way for that is here.

Now at just over 4 months old the girls are getting bigger and more interactive as time moves. They are attracted to light, kind of like moths. Funny really, and especially the blue circle light on our media server.

Cie in the past week has started to talk to us, it's all babbe of course, but she holds the cheekiest grin and chitters away with a smile waiting and responding to our equally funny noises and statements about her. That is lots of fun. She doesn't seem to get the same response from Willow of course, but none the less tries with all determination.

Willow this morning really caught my attention. Sitting on my lap, but bent right over so she was almost head on her feet, her hands were in her typical scheming position (plotting to take over the world, or her mouth).. her eyes were deep in concentration at one foot, it wiggled. Then she would stop the wiggle, look at the other foot and wiggle it. Back and forth this went, sure enough she caught one foot wiggling out of sync with her viewing and quickly moved her head to look at it. It caught her by surprise, but none the less, she started again with a deep concentration. Stared at her foot, wiggled it, then moved to stare at the other and wiggle it. This was the moment Willow discovered her feet. Funny thing is that they were pink and fluffy as she was in her bunny bedtime wondersuit.

The girls love Mike the monkey. He hangs from the mega jungle gym and they grab his legs and pull as hard as they can. Also a favourite of the past week has been a green Lamaze Octopus. Big eyes, Cie and Willow just love it, staring at it and watching it and scrunching the legs.

We absolutely adore them. Night all

Fly me to the moon

A bit of trivia for you. Today, Sara identified the song that was playing on the stereo in the op theatre when the girls were being born. None other than Frank Sinatra's rendition of "Fly me to the moon".



nice :-) Looks like that is now a song for life girls. (tips to any future boyfriends! :-)

Sleeping habits of the pink and cuddly

Cie often decides the position to sleep in.

Obviously this shows she was not all comfortable in under the blanket.

Tired days

We are tired. The girls are great, it's still a 3 - 4 hour sleeping cycle. Last night was particularly bad. We put the girls down by 10, and were in bed by 11. Then we were up at 1am. That was fine, put them down by 2:30, but Willow destroyed the cot; managed to pull a leg out of the cloth waste receptacle and it just went everywhere, so sometime around 3am, I changed the cot but Willow would not go down.

I sent Sara to bed (girls fed the rest was a blokes task) but of course, Willow cried and fussed and turned and kicked for 2 hours. Guthy-Renker tried to sell me someting stupid for a few hours and I was going crazy. Once my job sorts out, where ever we live, I am getting pay tv. (or a subscription with JB hi-fi).

.. so 2 - 3 hours sleep. It was hard core.

They are good though.

Big days!

My how things change quickly. On Sunday afternoon, Sara and I were chilling at Naomi and Tracey's waiting for the "opening hours" back at the nursery. (parents kicked out between 1 - 3pm), and the hospital called. .. We had been invited to stay at Possum Corner, which is the room / bed where parents "stay" at the hopital for 24/48 hours before they go home.. yes that's right. Go home.

Sara and I stayed at the hospital 2 nights, Sunday, then Monday night. We didn't tell many people, but kept it a small secret unless it impacted plans of others. We wanted our own special 2 days with them. It was amazing, that first night rooming in with the girls was great.

Sara and I did the round the clock breast feeds, no bottles or tubes, and then we did it again Monday night .. and guess where I am now. At the faithful kitchen bench, girls asleep and will be waking for the 12am feed, .. at HOME.

Tuesday (today) we got all the bits ready, discharge papers, clothes for the home trip, head bumpers for the car seats, (cradles really), and off we drove, at about 11am (ish) and to Manly, where we lugged them and luggage up the stairs and into home.

So far, it's been good. Mum and Brian were here, they flew in Monday night and we were not expecting to be out, so we told them when I picked them up at the airport that we would be coming home tomorrow... lots of fun.

The day shifted their routine a little as we had a few doctor interruptions which moved feeding time back an hour (or fwd) but Sara has readjusted that by comping with a bottle feed for Willow at 7pm, then feeds at 8pm.
yay!

Anyways .. see photos for more luscious fun with our girls.

Amazing!

We have survived a week. To be honest, it is pretty easy for blokes. We worry about the finance and house and car and stuff, but Sara the sheer exhaustion and physical demands she has to put up with are way beyond my current input.

Sara has been amazing. She has managed to have our girls only on breast milk, no formula, and even I know how important that is if you can obtain it. Sara has been on a 3 hour / 24 hour rhythm. 1 for sleep, 1 for eat, 1 for feeding. Cie and Willow are fed by both tube (expressed breast milk) and breast feeding, but this is taking them some to get used to.

We bathed them for the first time on Monday. They loved it, fell asleep after, and now their hair is(are) all fuzzy.

I have just come from the hospital to work. That is hard, I could spend all day with them, but it's that tug of knowing you have to work to make sure they have what they need. But my cuddle this morning with both of them and each individually for over an hour was just magic.

We will be doing this trip for a few weeks yet. Up at 5/5:30, to the hospital by 7:30/7:45 and go home later in the evening. Sara will stay at hospital all day, and I duck off to a cafe to work.

My girls are just beautiful.
r.