Babies

Have you guys seen the movie/documentary, BABIES? It's in the RedBox so get it. It basically compares a babies first year of life in different parts of the world (San Francisco, Africa, Mongolia, Japan) Get it and watch it when your husband is gone though. Trevor watched the first 5 minutes and had had enough of the African mom boobs, hanging to their waist.

Here's the trailor:


It's cute, but really thought provoking for me too. I've had conversations with a few friends about this lately. I've felt a little wide eyed lately about all the "stuff" we'll need for twins. This movie made me remember that moms in Zamabawhia (Yes, I realize this is not a real African location, but I can't remember what it is in the movie) do it without fancy crib bumpers, without all glass/BPA free bottles, without baby Gap, HECK, they do it without DIAPERS AND WIPES. And anyone that tells me I can't nurse twins....This African mom nursed a baby and a 2 year old on a diet of mush...or something. HER supply was never low!!!!!

Anyway. Just made me remember how complicated I, and our society as a whole makes the whole process. How paranoid we are. Then again, we are so lucky to have the medical advances we do have. So many of our children might not be here or might not be as healthy without the technology we have here.

Go watch the movie. If anything, it will make you feel better about your boobs.

Speaking of, (Sorry Ryan...my brother...the only man who might read this). Anyone who has been pregnant more the once...Did you have different symptoms with different GENDERS of babies? I've had a lot of different experiences, but I don' t know if it's twins or possible a gender issues.

Out with Dad

Trevor likes to take Treyson out for some one on one time every so often. I am grateful b/c let's be honest...moms aren't as fun as dads. I think we would be if we didn't have laundry...mopping....cooking...pregnancy etc. :) Anyway. They went to a movie at the dollar theater and TReyson lasted an hour. I am so grateful Treyson is obsessed with his father. No doubt, this will be a blessing come March (and every other day considering he ONLY wants his dad to give him baths, feed him, change his diapers etc...:))

Weight Gain

I have to gain all this weight for the twins. It is NOT easy to gain weight when you TRY. I think it's a psychological thing. I am following a special "weight gain schedule" and it hurts my stomach. I ate very strictly before (I am not one who keeps weight off easy) and my stomach can't take a lot of food. BUT every study I have read shows if a multiples mom gains more weight initially, the babies do better. If I do all this and still have 4 lb babies, I will be mad. And get liposuction.

Here is Crazy Treyson.

I did not put a picture of my face for you to tell me how sexy I look post nap. I instead, post it to show you what occurs when you put self tanner on your face. Notice the nasty blotchies. You come out looking like a cast member of Jersey Shore. Which I have never watched, but have seen pictures. (My reality tv fix only stoops as low as Real housewives) And, by the way, isn't the green rag painting AWESOME? It's a rental, remember.

Trey is obsessed with lifting up my dress or shirt and pointing at the "babies". He has no clue.

Can we all just take a moment of silence for what this is going to look like at 33 weeks?

Heavens to betsy. I will need a crane.

Just for sake of comparison. Here I am at 30 weeks with Treyson. HAHAHA. amazing.

Cultural Experience

I "made" Trevor take a Sat. afternoon off work. I can 't believe it worked! We went to some street festival in Boise. It was basically a big hippie/granola fest with people playing guitars barefoot in the park, old fat ladies belly dancing and snakes around necks. AWESOME! You can IMAGINE what my dear husband thought about my idea of a fun time.

No those are not my love handles. mine are much worse.

Trev's face the whole time.
Trey was scared.

I was pregnant.

Eating nasty fair food.

Children's Science Museum

I believe he thought this dog was real.

Animal lover. Not a maternal gene.

We went with my friend Natalie and her 3 year old twins. Trey sat on this kid couch and watched the masses of children. He was just hanging.

Becoming more intelligent.

Proof that my child did have fun as a kid.

Misuse of colored shapes.

Who knew grocery shopping could be FUN?

This picture makes my heart beat faster. He's so dreamy.

Due to my ultimate mom guilt from keeping Treyson mostly house bound the past 3 months (His siblings are already ruining his life), we've been trying to make up for last time. I feel a lot better thanks to the miracle drug, Zofran. On a side note, I am AMAZED how different my body feels this time around. I don't know if it's the fact there are TWO babies and I'm growing at epic proportions, or the fact I am the old age of almost 26. Anyway.

Back to Treyson. He is wonderful. We deal with more and more fits lately, more him than me. I feel like once we get that talking thing figured out, all will be a lot more calm. We went to the Children's Science Museum. It was way over his head. Heavens. It was way over MY head. BUT, he gets excited, just like me, being somewhere with people and not staring at fields. :) He left with a knowledge of light prisms, and high and low pressure weather systems.

A little about the fair haired favorite...

If you lose Treyson, he is probably hiding in the shed playing amongst the chemicals and rat poison and $40 garage sale freezer which she PROMISED worked. LIAR.
My inability to get a good picture of Treyson proves a few things:

1. I will not join the masses of mom photographers any time soon. (I wish!)

2. My camera got wet and barely functions.

3. Treyson hates pictures and literally RUNS when the camera is pulled out.

sigh. OH well, at least it reflects his personality.

If you care to know....

Treyson has been giving me a run for my money lately. No worries. I still plan on keeping him, but he has developed QUITE the energy and opinion. The child NEVER stops. He also has started throwing fits. It makes me feel so sad. I think a lot of stems from his frustration in his inability to communicate. WE're working so hard on vocalizing needs, but it's not working. Yes, my child struggles with an area of development! HOLY! Should I be admitting this on a blog?

We're calling in the big dogs and he's starting speech therapy this month. His father did not speak till he was 3, and now I can't get him to shut up. SO no worries! It's genetic. :) (Kidding. Trevor is loud, but I like to hear him talk).

Despite his inability to speak human words, he does think he is a dog...or a cow....or a lion...or various other animals depending on the hour. His animal sounds are out of this world. He also changes his own diapers, uses the toilet occasionally, and runs extremely fast despite his flat feet (guess he'll never join the army...). He sings Popcorn Popping and Once There Was a Snowman with full out interpretive dance moves. He spends hours on the 4Wheeler w/dad or grandpa. He wants to wear his red irrigating boots every day. He kisses the "babies" (my huge gut) every night. His favorite is dad. Hands down. When dad goes out of town, Treyson becomes violent and grouchy. Oh, how boring mom is. He still hates to eat and at 24 lbs, is still a fairly little sucker, but with a mom at 5'8 and a dad at 6'4....we're not too concerned he will be a midgit.

But, when he's tired, a whole different child emerges. He's the best cuddler in the world...if you don't mind feet in your hair. He also kisses non stop. Like every body part on complete strangers. It's sort of awkward in a nice way. His blonde hair gets blonder and blue eyes bluer daily. We're very grateful to continue the production of the Aryan race (that was a joke. I, in no way, agree with or promote the ideas of Adolf Hitler).

So there's an update on the little man. I fear he'll be forgotten in the madness which is sooner than later to arrive. You would like Treyson. Come visit! I'll even let you see my now 4 in roots! (I measured)