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Archive for June 12, 2011

Lazy

I was lazy Saturday and didn’t post, so I’m behind a day again.  Tim said, “Don’t be lazy on the weekend, what about all those people who are waiting to hear what happened?”  Thanks, hon.

NOW:  I had a retirement brunch to go to today, so I played with the twins a little before I left and then we took our walk early.  It was chilly out today!  Comparatively.

So, the twins hung out with Daddy until I got home around 3:30.  Then we played outside a little while Daddy was grilling.  We had a fabulous dinner!  A long time ago, (wow, really, like 10 years ago) Tim had created a pasta salad that I just LOVE.  He’s tweaked it a little over the years (he originally made it when he still lived at home, so he was dependent on what was in mom’s fridge.) 

Everyone who eats it, loves it!  Even the twins!

It’s penne pasta, italian dressing, shredded mozzarella, corn (Tim roasted corn on the cob on the Charcoal grill), chicken (also from the grill), and sun-dried tomatoes.  Yummy-yum!

We try to feed the kids what we are eating as much as possible.  We always have extra steamed veggies on hand for them to go with their “main” dish.  They love veggies.  So they usually have their main dish and then two veggies on the side.  I steam peas, corn, baby carrots, squash, and sweet potatoes once a week and keep them in containers in the fridge.  Then, for lunch and dinner I just re-heat whichever ones I choose.  Because if they ate JUST what we ate, there’s no way they’d be getting enough veggies.  According to health statistics, kids are just not getting enough fruits and vegetables.  (Well, no one is).  Tim and I are really into the idea that if we start healthy habits now, they’ll have healthy habits for their whole lives.  Not that they don’t have sweets or snacks – they do – crackers, cookies, juice, etc.  But in moderation, at snack time.   

 Tim and I are trying to eat more vegetables, but we still don’t eat enough.  So tonight, the twins had the pasta salad as well as carrots and roasted red peppers.  Tim and I also had some homemade bruschetta (that HE made) with red peppers, onions, grilled corn, and Emmentaler cheese.

We had taste-tested this great sorbet at Wegman’s yesterday and bought the sour apple kind (coupon AND on sale).  So delicious!  I’m never disappointed with a Wegman’s brand product.  So we all had a little for dessert. 

The twins also had pinapple after their sorbet.  Fruit is almost always their dessert.  Another good habit for them to have.  It’s a catch-22 about their vocabulary though.  It’s nice that they can ask for what they want.  So tonight when I asked them what they wanted for dessert they said, “opple” – pinapple.  I like to give them a choice when I can because at this age they like to feel as if they have a say.  Which is fine when we have it and when they haven’t had it 4 times in the last two days.  

Ariel also wanted a little carrot in her sorbet.  She often does this with yogurt too.  I figure oh well, she’s eating, right?  This is now.

 

 

 

THEN:   We had told pretty much all of our friends that we were trying to get pregnant.  Even when we were having issues and ended up at a fertility specialist, they knew.  We didn’t want our families to worry, so they didn’t really know as much.  There were a few reasons we shared a private matter with a lot of people.  Even people I worked with knew.  First of all, I had stopped drinking any alcohol even while trying.  So, our friends noticed when I was the only one not having a beer with them.  No big deal.  But as the months went on, they started to speculate, wonder, worry.  So we were always very open with what we were going through.  I ended up loving the support that poured in.  They were going to ask if we were successful anyway, but at least now they knew to be more tactful about it.  It gave me many people to ‘vent’ to.  Even if they didn’t completely understand.  Even if they told me to relax.  Even if they told me to get drunk because that’s what teenagers do.  Even if that advice was not in anyway  helpful…..it was still advice.  They still cared.  And I knew that they cared.  Another couple was going through the same trouble at the same time.  We could really talk to each other about what we were going through and be understanding.  It was HARD when she got pregnant first (ended up only by a month), but at the same time, encouraging.  Because if she could, I could.  Other people we know don’t tell anyone.  Or, only tell a few people.  To each their own, and I understand their logic too.  But I would never change how I approached my issues.  My support group was awesome….thank you all…..and now, I find myself being a  support group for others.  They know what I went through so they know they can come to me for advice.  I even recommended my fertility doctor to two people at work…..one had twins last January, the other is having a baby next October.  I feel like I really helped them.  And if I didn’t put my life out there for everyone to know, they never would have known to come to me.  That was then.

Question: Who cooks at your house?  Why?

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Saturday Snapshot

NOW: Soon I’ll spend almost every day with the twins, so I’m looking forward to that.  And my goal is to fit in some extra exercise too!  I’m really in a slump right now.  I know why…..I haven’t really upped my workouts in a while.  I just love taking a family walk every night, but I really need to do more than that.  Anyway…..

On Saturday morning we had our ‘last’ swim class.  We signed the twins up originally back in September.  The schedule follows the school year, so there has been a few weeks off here and there, but mostly we’ve been going every Saturday since then.  We’ll take a break for the summer though because my parents have an above-ground pool we will use.

Here they are getting all ready for “wimming!”

  I also got one of the cutest pictures of Ariel ever.  The girl doesn’t normally smile.  Will is such a ham, and loves having his picture taken so he usually looks right at me and smiles.  Ariel plays shy.  But ever since they got a new Elmo Camera, and you press a button and Elmo says, “Say Cheese”, Ariel’s been giving me some smiles.

They LOVE LOVE LOVE the water.  They love splashing and getting splashed.  They kick, they jump off the side of the pool, they blow bubbles (or sometimes just drink the water).  Which is so great.  I think getting them in the water early helps so much. They went in my parent’s pool last summer just before they turned a year, and then started the formal swim classes. There’s two schools of thought on this subject, but my feelings are; it can’t hurt.  I think my kids feel so comfortable in the water.  Once there were other kids in our class that were probably like 2 or 3 years old and THEY were the ones crying and screaming.  I think they had probably not had that experience before and were just so scared and overwhelmed.  As long as you provide a safe environment for the baby there’s no reason not to take them to a swim class or a pool.  It’s not the same as the bathtub! 

Saturday evening we played in the backyard.  They have bubble lawnmowers which are super fun.  Although they don’t really push them fast enough to make bubbles most of the time.  But they like mowing. Plus, every time we see someone really mowing they get so excited.  So, just one more chore I can have them do in a few years, ha ha!  Ariel obviously had to adjust the settings a little on her mower first.  They also blew bubbles and played with the doggies.

And they slid down the slide; kids have no fear.

Daddy: Ready?

Child: Rebby!

Daddy: On your mark…

Child: mark….

Daddy: Get set….

Child: SET, GO!

Daddy: GO!!!   And down they go, where Mommy catches them at the bottom.  Most of the time.  😉

I love that we can have almost complete (sort of) conversations with them now.  They are VERY verbal.  And they’ll repeat and remember SO much!  What a great Saturday.  This is now.

THEN:  Pregnancy tests.  What horrible little instruments.  Honestly.  So, I had posted previously how when you’re trying to get pregnant you know almost to the hour when your period is late.  And then, although you know it won’t work, your next thought is that you can’t wait to take a pregnancy test.  But even the “best” of them now, you still have to wait until 5 days after a missed period.  And even then, you might get a false negative because it’s too early.  So, if you REALLY READ the directions, they suggest waiting until two weeks.  Yeah right.  Plus, they’re not exactly cheap.  Even if you get a multi-pack.  Which of course you have to……because you’ll take it after 5 days, and not believe the negative so then you need to take another the next day, and maybe the day after, and then maybe buy another box…..or two…..because you must be pregnant, you must be.  That was what happened the first couple of months that I was late.  Then, I started trying to be a little more realistic and logical.  I would argue with myself on a daily basis.  I would wake up in the morning, on that fifth day of being late, and before running to the bathroom I would have a conversation between the emotional and logical halves of my brain.  If logic won, I would go to the bathroom as normal and just try to get on with my day.  Of course, going to the bathroom as much as possible that day, just to see if my period had come yet.  It was obsessive.  I’d try to make myself wait a week.  During the week I would overanalyze every single thing that was going on with my body.  I would try to convince myself that I felt different than from every other month.  Then, even when I did get the negative, I’d convince myself it was wrong.  Then, when waiting a week wasn’t working, I tried to make myself wait 10 days.  But part of it was, that if I didn’t take the test, and didn’t get the negative, I could still (possible, maybe)be pregnant.  As soon as I took the test and got the negative the hope was gone.  I guess we just have to have hope and faith.  It got a little annoying after a while, trying to convince myself that I really WAS going to get pregnant someday.  But if I didn’t have that hope to keep me going I would really have fallen into dispair.  Especially after all those negatives.  That was then.