Developmental milestones

I have to brag on my huge achievement today. I let Maeve go down the slide in the Chick-fil-A play area all by herself. I cried the entire time.

I figured, while we are at it let's go out big. So I let her drive home.

Getting out of the House



Before



Most days we have to be at school at a specific time, whether it is occupational therapy, or soccer shots, or they got up at 5:30 (5 seconds after Mike left) and I need to get them where there are witnesses so I don't shoot them.

Today was not one of those days.

I let Hamilton, who has been staying up until 10:30 pm sleep in until 8 am. And I let them play with their train table downstairs because they were uncharacteristically playing so nicely together.

When it was time to go, Owen announced that he needed to be changed. I took care of him and got him in the car with his sister. Relieved to start the day. Then Hamilton walked outside.

After

In the Beginninig

I abandoned my Twincubator blog a long time ago. I did post from time-to-time. But I just lost my stride somewhere along the way. It seemed fitting to start a new blog with the new year. And it is time for a new blog.

I started Twincubator to chronicle my pregnancy with the boys and to remember those early days with the boys that I would never remember otherwise, thanks to sleep deprivation and those wonky hormones that you body releases to allow you to forget anything but squishy baby cheeks and the new baby smell. Ahhh - the new baby smell.

But I am more than a mom to twins. Obviously, because I have a daughter, but also because my being a twin mom is sort of generic. And my boys are not generic.

I stopped blogging because I wanted the blog to be honest. And honest real life is hard and it is messy. When you are blogging about a family it means respecting the privacy of all of the members. And things have not always been an Instagram dream. Whose life is?

The boys had speech delays. I knew at 15 months, maybe sooner, and even though everyone told me "not to worry" I just knew. And so I called Infants and Toddlers. And a journey began. We are still on it.

Some days it gets harder. And some days are pure joy.

I am going to try and figure out here if I can be real, but also respect their privacy.

It is a daunting task...