18 month well visit

Beep beep!  Cute boys coming through!

Today we had the boys' 18 month well visit at the pediatrician.

Benjamin is 33 inches tall, 24.6 pounds, and his head is 19.5" around.

Asher is also 33 inches tall, 25 pounds, and his head is 18.5" around.

Eric and I really think that Asher is taller than Benjamin, but maybe we are wrong?  Asher's legs are certainly longer than Benjamin's- those are Eric's genes, not mine!

They are perfectly healthy, and our only concern is their lack of words.  I am not sure how concerned the nurse practitioner we saw was, because I told her we had already scheduled consults for both of them for speech.  She said that would be their only recommendation as well at this point.  This morning Asher's physical therapist was evaluating him and said he is right on in everything except speaking, which she estimated to be at a 10 month level!  I don't think he is that far behind, he has some words and uses signs, and understands almost everything we say to him.  We'll see when we have his speech consult on Monday!

We also went back to the playground we had visited over the weekend, and the boys had a good time.  This time, I had room on the memory card for lots of pictures!  They loved the slide, and could not get enough.  What big boys, flying down all by themselves!

big boy bed update

Monday night after I wrote that all was well, I went and peeked in on Asher.  Yes, he had gone to sleep without a peep, but he had gone to sleep in the middle of the floor!  I picked him up and put him in his bed.

We thought we would open the door to his room and our room, and put a gate at the top of the stairs so he could come get us if he woke up- which he did at 1:30 in the morning.  Then he was up for good around 6, and woke up Benjamin.  We tried to ignore them in the hopes they would go back to sleep, but Benjamin's cries escalated- he had peed out his diaper and his pj's were wet.

So we were up pretty early, and both boys were exhausted.  I tried morning naps and Asher would not get in/stay in his bed, and Benjamin also went crazy.  When I got in to Benjamin, he had taken his pajamas off and started to take off his diaper, and he was very unhappy.  So nap time was over.

Today things have been better- Asher got himself down for a nap in the morning, and after a little snuggle and some kisses, fell asleep by himself in his bed tonight.  Yesterday I was ready to have Eric put the crib rails back on his bed because I was having so much trouble with the transition.

Not only is it hard to have Asher cry, or bang on his door at 6 am because he is awake and wants to play, but the lack of napping is difficult for me.  Those 60-90 minutes in the morning allow me to shower, clean, get food ready for our lunches, or even just come online for a few minutes.  Without any naps, I get two cranky boys looking for trouble, and I get tired pretty quickly.  That said, I have been very happy to be a part-time working mommy these past two days.  I like the time by myself on the drive to and from work, and I don't worry about their naps, or whether they are cranky.

At this point, it seems that the transition to toddler bed is not a complete failure, but it has been stressful! We're tired, and our nighttime sleep has been disrupted (last night Asher was up around 11:30), which we haven't had to deal with in many months.  I am not looking forward to doing this again with Benjamin!

Bear in a big boy bed

What's that bed?  That's Asher's toddler bed- no more crib!

He started climbing out right after we got home from our vacation to Cape Cod, but after 1 day the novelty wore off and he stopped doing it.

Until this weekend, when he started again.  He's very good at it, and has great control, so I was not worried about him getting hurt on the way out, but then he would run all over the room, and disturb Benjamin.  And he couldn't get back in.

After nap time today, which was a bit of a fiasco, I told Eric it was time to convert his crib to a toddler bed.  Asher's verbal comprehension is not good enough to explain what we're doing or why, so I had some anxiety about making the transition.

We went upstairs before dinner time to explore his new room with him (we separated the boys so that if Asher decides to run around like a nut, he won't disturb Benjamin).  We lay on his bed, and he ran around the room, and we played a little.

At bedtime, he seemed very excited about the bed.  Here he is jumping off the bed on to the floor:

And here he is getting into the only trouble he could find in the room:

When it was time to go to sleep, I sang his goodnight song to him, and lay him down in his bed with his blanket.  He looked up at me with wide, surprised eyes, as if he were saying, "Wait, this isn't where I sleep!"  I left and he cried, so I sent Eric in.

Eric lay down on the floor and pretended to sleep, and put Asher back in bed and told him he slept there.  It took only a few minutes until Eric came out and I didn't hear another peep!  I hope it stays quiet the rest of the night, we could all use a good night's sleep!

my first post-babies 5k

This morning the boys and I ran a 5k.  I have been taking them jogging ever since we got the jog stroller, but not any known distance or set amount of time.  Our neighbor, Amy, and I have been talking about doing a race since she was pregnant, and her son is now 11 months old!  Amy got it together and ran a half-marathon a few weeks ago, but this was her first event with the jog stroller.

We ran the 5k in 36 minutes, which is not very fast.  But we didn't walk at all (although I did stop to tie my shoe), so that was good.  The boys- my two and Amy's son, Paden- were a big hit.  There were lots of other mommies (and some daddies) with jog strollers, too.

heading to the starting line

and, we're off!

Coming up the final hill. Amy is smiling, and I am grimacing!

At the finish line

My two beautiful boys

Benjamin thinks mommy is #1

Yesterday Grandpa Nick and I took the boys to a big playground in Fairmount Park, in Philadelphia.  They had a huge wooden slide that we went down on burlap sacks.  The boys loved it!  I tried to take some photos, but our camera memory card was full, so I only got these two:

Benjamin on the tire swing

Asher balancing on the wall.  He balances better with his thumb in his mouth.

It was a pretty big event, and we heard some music and saw a tarantula.  They had Italian food, but the boys would not eat.  They seem too distracted when we are out, or in crowds, to eat well.

Eric and I have also been cooking a lot.  Yesterday we made homemade gnocchi, turkey meatballs, roasted acorn squash, and bok choy.  Today Eric baked bread and I made a pot of lentil soup with kale, which Eric liked even though it was healthy.  We haven't baked anything for dessert, so that's kind of a problem, but otherwise, our fridge is now full of delicious, homemade food.

This past week was also Rosh Hashanah, and we set out for synagogue on Thursday with the best of intentions.  But then the road we usually take was closed, and I told Eric to pull over so that we could get directions- and he pulled over into a wooden stake.  There was a huge popping sound and then I saw air gusting out of the back tire of our van.  Fortunately my mom was able to come get the boys and me, and Eric changed the tire, but skipped services.  Lucky for him, he'll get another chance this coming weekend for Yom Kippur!

18 months old!?!?

How did this happen?  How did we get two big toddlers out of those two itty bitty babies?

On their birth day, March 26, 2010:

And here they are today:

Benjamin

Asher doing "gymnastics"

Asher at dinner, roaring, with chicken in his hair and pasta sauce on his face

The boys are trying and enjoying all kinds of new activities, like coloring at their table:

And eating with spoons:

We've been using some signs for the past week, since the boys are still not really talking.  They clearly understand us, and can follow commands like, "bring me the shoes," "give me/daddy/your brother a kiss,"and can understand and ignore things like, "stop!" and "please don't do that!"  Asher, especially, has picked up signs and is communicating fairly well.

giving each other kisses

"Benjamin, get down!  Benjamin, the salt is not a toy!"

I have to say, these sweet boys are full of personality.  I said to a friend yesterday, "Do you know any kids who are more rambunctious than mine?" and she said, after a pause, "No."  They are very good-natured, and loving, and generally easy-going, but they are very high energy.  If they're awake, they're probably moving.  They both like to make trouble in their own way; Asher is an outright mischief-maker and will turn in circles in the middle of the room looking for what he can do next, and Benjamin is a little more surreptitious, and generally makes his trouble quietly.

They still love to eat fruits and vegetables, and Benjamin will try anything once.  They love broccoli, strawberries, apple, peas, string beans, hot dogs, cheese, and pastas with red sauce.  Every once in a while they will love something unusual, like farro salad with goat cheese.  They don't especially love desserts like cake, but they do like animal crackers and graham crackers.

They are still nursing.  Benjamin nurses 3 times a day, and Asher nurses more than that.  Asher still says "Na!" for nurse and will get louder and more insistent if he doesn't get nursed right away.  He can be distracted pretty easily if we are out or busy, but if we are at home and not actively engaged in something he likes to nurse.

We call Asher the "green-eyed Bear monster" because he is very possessive of me, and will sometimes sit on top of Benjamin if Benjamin and I are snuggling.  This is one reason why I haven't pushed Asher down to one nap a day, because it gives me time alone with Benjamin.  Benjamin is definitely doing one nap a day now, but I often put him in the pack n play for an hour in the morning so that I can shower and do some cleaning up around the house.

We've had a good September, and are looking forward to October.  We will get to see family for 3 weekends in a row, and then end with Halloween.  In the meantime, we are trying to enjoy the warm fall weather by getting out for walks and jogs and trips to the play ground.  I am dreading getting stuck inside all winter, so we better make the most of it!

"do twins run in your family?"

Cute boy special: two for the price of one at the farmer's market!

Every mother of twins (or any number of multiples) probably gets this question a lot.  I am not sure if it is just curiosity, or fascination with multiples, or fishing for tales of fertility treatment, but it is one of the questions I get most frequently when I'm out with the boys.

Sometimes when people ask if twins run in the family, I will be glib in response and tell them "No, it was a 2-for-1 special at Main Line Fertility!"  Last weekend, when my parents came out of the farmer's market, each pushing a boy in a cart, I was reminded of my answer!

Instead of the "do twins run in your family" question, I sometimes get a variation of it, which is something like, "Were you surprised when you found out you were having twins?" (Answer: no. I put back two excellent-quality embryos and had very high hormone levels early on) or "How far into your pregnancy did you find out you were having twins?" (5 weeks exactly, at my first ultrasound).

I am always very honest with people and say that no, twins do not run in my family, and that they are a result of fertility treatment.  I am not ashamed of the fact that we needed assistance to conceive, and consider myself extremely lucky to now have two perfectly healthy children.

Sometimes people say that they always wanted twins, or that they had two children 15 months apart, which is a lot like having twins.  I think other moms of multiples get upset at these comments; I am only bothered by people saying that they always wanted twins.  People who have never had a twin pregnancy will never know the anxiety or concern that comes with a high-risk pregnancy, and I wouldn't wish it on them.  Yes, it is a faster route to making a family of 4, but it certainly isn't easier.

I know that other moms of multiples would kill me for saying this, but I think that once you get past the first 6 months with twins, it is easier to have twins than it is to have two children 15 or so months apart.  Twins go through the stages of development at approximately the same time- they are immobile at the same time, and mobile at the same time.  They play with the same toys, so I don't have the jumperoo and the cozy coupe taking up space in my living room.  I honestly can't imagine having one toddler and one very needy infant, when the toddler still needs (and is accustomed to) a great deal of attention, and the infant is attached to you at all times.  In the early months with my boys, I always felt like there wasn't enough of me to go around, but both boys survived, and thrived, and now seem perfectly happy with the amount of mommy they get.  It must be so hard to have one child, to whom you can completely devote yourself, and then have to take some of that attention away to focus on a new baby.

Twins also entertain each other, and at times that makes life easier.  They're not dependent on my attention every minute, and always have each other to play with.  I worry less because even in a new and strange situation, they aren't alone and have each other for reassurance, which makes things easier for me.

So, no, twins don't run in my family, and my twin pregnancy wasn't a huge surprise, and it wasn't easy to stay pregnant for 36 weeks or live through those crazy first few months of their lives, but I can also understand why someone might actually want twins of their own.

Benjamin's 1st hair cut

We took Benjamin for his first haircut on Saturday.  I had been saying that we didn't really need to do it yet, but on Friday night when we were saying the Shabbat prayers, my dad put a yarmulke on Benjamin's head and Eric pulled Benjamin's little curls over his ears like they were peyes, so maybe they were a little too long.  He just had a tiny trim, but it really makes him look much more like a little boy than a baby.

holding on to mommy for safety 

making sure there's no funny business

very serious about the hair cut

I went through Eric's camera photos and found this photo from August, when we went to DC:

Eric holding Asher, Grandpa Sy, Grandma Tenny, me holding Benjamin

 And this picture from our trip to Cape Cod, when we let Benjamin color with crayons.  I think Benjamin looks so adorable here!  I told my mom that he could be a baby model, look at his face, his legs, etc!  My mom thought perhaps I am a little biased.  Well, maybe I am, but I still think he is cute as can be.

Benjaboo, baby model