Sneaky sleep snuggles

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Our weekday morning routine involves me going to wake up The Big Sis first so she can start getting ready for school, since she has a bigger time pressure to get out of the house on schedule. After I’ve roused her, I go wake up The Little Sis so she can go to daycare/preschool. (The Husband is busy making the girls’ breakfast during this time, then he comes in to finish the wake-up process while I go get myself ready.)

But from time to time and for the last couple of mornings, I’ve encountered possibly The Cutest Thing Ever.

I go into The Big Sis’s room to wake her up, and I find our two little girls snuggled up together in the bed.

Oh, my heart!

I always pretend to be a little bothered by it, but mostly in a joking way because I really think it’s incredibly sweet. The Little Sis says that she wakes up during the night and wants to snuggle with someone, so she heads over to Big Sis’s room and settles right in. As long as she doesn’t wake up and/or disturb The Big Sis, then I have absolutely no problem with it.

With a 4 1/2-year age difference, their bond is sure to change over the years, so if they can have a few stolen moments of snuggle time overnight, then why not? We do let them sleep together on weekends, but the going-to-sleep process is often a disaster, as sleeping seems to be at the bottom of their to-do list, so we can’t really let them do it on weeknights.

Sneaky sleep snuggles seem like a very reasonable compromise for all.

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I’m one lucky mom

Sunday, May 10, 2015





Their first chess game

Wednesday, April 15, 2015


Wordless Wednesday: Sleeping sissies

Wednesday, January 7, 2015


Overheard

Sunday, November 16, 2014

I love weekend mornings when The Big Sis wakes up, comes into our room, and asks if she can go into The Little Sis’s room. If we’ve heard The Little Sis jabbering away to herself, we tell The Big Sis she can go in, and together they select some books and The Big Sis reads them to The Little Sis. Sometimes they can entertain themselves like that for 30 or 45 minutes, and it’s just the best thing in the world to hear over the baby monitor.


Flashback Friday — November 2011

Friday, November 7, 2014


So sorry

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

I learned early on with The Big Sis that you can’t make someone apologize — you simply cannot force words out of someone else’s mouth. I remember when she was in preschool and would do something that warranted an apology from her to another child and she would flat-out refuse. Short of making threats to get her to apologize (which didn’t feel right), we didn’t really have many other options besides apologizing to the other child on her behalf and hope that she paid attention to the behavior we were trying to model.

In example #4593 of how The Little Sis is completely different from The Big Sis: The other day, The Husband was driving The Little Sis to a gymnastics center for a birthday party. Unfortunately, I got a call from The Husband right around party time — he said that as they arrived at the gymnastics place, The Little Sis threw up in the car, so they were headed back home. I ended up laying her down for her nap that afternoon, and she snuggled up to me and said in a tiny voice, “Mommy, I sorry I fwew up in Daddy’s car today.” Oh, the poor girl! I assured her that she had no reason to apologize for throwing up in the car. It just reminded me how, here she is, apologizing for something beyond her control and thinking about how her actions have affected others, whereas The Big Sis has historically been less empathetic and more attuned to what’s going on in her own world.

(And that’s not to say that The Little Sis is inherently better than The Big Sis…it just goes to show the differences in their personalities.)


The obedient one

Friday, October 3, 2014
Recently we were at a local kids’ indoor playground, and it was almost time to leave since the place was about to close for the night. We’d given appropriate 5- and 10-minute warnings that it was almost time to leave, then the time was finally upon us to make our way to the car. Although she’s much better about it now, The Big Sis used to have a lot of problems with such transitions, and understandably so, as we were making her leave fun places, and what kid wants that? The Little Sis, by contrast, has always been our more agreeable, compliant child.

So when we told The Little Sis that it was time to leave, she declared, “No!” then turned around and started bouncing again. Okay, then.

The Husband said, “Hrm, and I thought she was supposed to be the obedient one.”

As he was saying this, The Little Sis bounced approximately three or four times, then bounced to her bottom and said, “Okay, I all done now,” and scooted her way out of the bouncer.

I smirked to The Husband, “Yep, she really IS the obedient one. There’s no way The Big Sis would have ever come out of there on her own when she was that age. We’d be carrying her out over one shoulder with her kicking and screaming the whole way.”

I’ll take the obedient one for the win!


Time lapse!

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Feb. 2012

Oct. 2013


Wordless Wednesday: Thankful for these gals

Wednesday, November 13, 2013


Wordless Wednesday: My little birds

Wednesday, September 25, 2013


Wordless Wednesday: R2D2 and Ewok

Wednesday, September 18, 2013


In case of emergency…

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

The other night, a vivid dream startled me awake: My family and I were in a minor plane crash. For some reason, our seats had been assigned separately, so I went to talk to the flight attendants before take-off to see if we were allowed to move to a different, emptier section of the plane where we could all sit together. We got the okay, but as I was walking back to tell my family, the plane started moving and I had to take the first available seat to buckle in, and I didn’t have enough time to move The Big Sis and The Little Sis, who were sitting beside each other but not with The Husband. They were in my view, but not within arm’s reach since they were on the other side of the plane — maybe 15 feet away. I thought about asking someone to switch seats with me, but we were just about to begin acceleration for take-off and there just wasn’t enough time.

The plane began to speed up, faster, faster, faster, and we magically rose into the air, onward to our destination. In an instant, however, it became clear that we had not gained as much altitude as we should have, and we were going to be unable to clear the building that was right in front of us. Plane vs. building: I’ve seen how this ends, and it isn’t good. The crash itself was minor, and hardly anyone was injured (we later learned), but being unable to reach the girls immediately was one of the most helpless feelings ever. Chaos and smoke filled the plane, and it was all I could do to climb over broken airline seats to get to my children and help them. But when I finally reached them, I was taken aback.

There were my two girls, calm amid the panic, and I watched as The Big Sis carefully unbuckled herself, then The Little Sis, and they embraced in a giant hug, there for each other in their parents’ absence.
And in that moment, both in my dream and in real life, it hit me: My girls are growing up more and more each day, and they need me for less and less. I am actually okay with that; new adventures await, and it gets even better as we keep going along this life path with each other. But mostly I want to rest secure in the knowledge that they’re there for each other. They might not be best friends for life as nearly every parent hopes, but I hope that when it counts, they’ve got each other’s backs. That they help each other through the difficult times. That they cheer each other’s successes. That they can be for each other as adults what The Husband and I are for them now: a support, a guide, a cheerleader.


Wordless Wednesday: My big girls

Wednesday, July 31, 2013


Wordless Wednesday: My brown-eyed girls

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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This ‘n that

Friday, May 24, 2013
I’m so incredibly behind on kid updates from the past couple of months, so I’ll just rattle off what I think of right now:

*The Big Sis (finally!) has her first loose tooth (and her second loose tooth). I don’t think they’re coming out anytime soon (the first one has been loose a couple weeks already), but there’s definitely some wiggle to them. It’s interesting — with nearly all of her (and The Little Sis’) milestones, I haven’t found them to be sad or even bittersweet. I tend to embrace the stage she’s at currently and welcome with open arms the new things to come. But for some reason, the tooth thing is getting to me, and I can’t quite pinpoint why. Maybe it’s because to lose the teeth she had from so early on really seems to be sealing the deal on ushering out babyhood. I don’t know.

*The Big Sis completed her spring MAP reading test and improved her score 9 points from her winter test. With a 186, this puts her at above-average reading level for 1st grade; in fact, she’s just 4 points away from being considered an average 2nd-grade reader. She absolutely loves reading — both being read to and also reading herself — and it’s so amazing to reflect on this school year and think about how far she’s come with just this one skill. But it’s an important one, and like all parents, I hope she continues to nurture this passion and ends up with a lifelong love of reading.

*Over the past month, The Little Sis’ communication has exploded. She has just started to say a few very basic sentences (“Mama, come!” for example), she knows way more words than I can count, and she is at the stage where she will parrot nearly anything you say to her, if you ask her to repeat it.

*The Little Sis has taken to calling The Big Sis “Sissy” now, as well as by her real name. However, she still calls the dog either “dog” or “dog-doh” but won’t repeat his actual name to us yet. (Confession: I’m going to miss the word “dog-doh.”)

*The Little Sis’ #1 current obsession: buckles! She insists on doing the chest clip of her car seat by herself, which was frustrating at first because she took so long to do it (and insisted on no assistance), but now she’s much better at it, so it doesn’t take 15 minutes just to leave the driveway. She also loves fastening the buckles on the booster seat. We can set her to doing that and she’ll seriously keep herself occupied for 15 or 20 minutes.

*I’ve discovered that The Little Sis loves to have her back patted at bedtime. I put her in the crib after stories and songs, and she lies on her side, then twists her arm around and taps her back and says, “One mo’?” I’m guessing they do this to her at daycare for nap, as it’s not something we’ve done with her since she was a few months old. I love indulging her when she insists, though. πŸ™‚

*The Little Sis is really starting to use her manners, offering a polite “thank you” when appropriate. And also sometimes when not appropriate. πŸ™‚

*There is probably nothing The Big Sis would rather do than play outside with her friends on our street. This is both awesome (yay for being active!) and hard to get used to, as it takes away from her time with us. It also leads to many battles, as she still hasn’t accepted that our rule is that she’s not allowed to go play outside after dinner even though apparently everyone else is allowed to (there’s not realistically enough time before bedtime, plus it’s impossible to bring her inside if she goes out again, plus it makes it harder for her to settle her body for bedtime).

*I know kindergarten graduation is rather pointless, as it’s not like they’re graduating to a different school or anything. (I know some people think junior high/middle school graduation is pointless too, but I actually can understand that one, as it’s a big transition to high school and usually involves physically changing schools.) Many schools around here seem to be doing a kindergarten graduation anyway, but ours doesn’t seem to be. I mean, that’s fine, but I just find it a little surprising, I guess. The last day of school is this coming Friday. We’ve almost survived the first year! Just 12 more to go!


Wordless Wednesday: Brown-eyed girls

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

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Wordless Wednesday: Spending time with sis

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

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Wordless Wednesday: Seeing Santa

Wednesday, December 19, 2012


Christmas cuties

Sunday, November 25, 2012

For a couple of weeks now, The Big Sis has been begging us to put up the Christmas tree and all of the decorations. I generally hesitate to put them up too early — and outright refuse to do so before Thanksgiving — but we did agree to put the stuff up this weekend, mostly because we’ll be out of town next weekend when we’d be more likely to put it up. We didn’t get everything done, but we did get the tree up and mostly decorated and also bought some lights to put up outside (for the first time ever). I have to admit that I do enjoy looking over in the evenings and seeing the glow of the lights on the tree; it is instantly relaxing.

‘Tis the season!

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Sissies in a basket

Friday, November 23, 2012

Apparently The Little Sis graduated to being allowed to share The Big Sis’ traditional spot for watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade: in a laundry basket on the couch. I don’t pretend to understand it, but they love it, and that means I love it. πŸ™‚

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(Also: Yay for post #1,600 yesterday! It didn’t quite feel right to comment on it with that post, but it’s definitely quite a milestone.)


A helping hand

Sunday, November 11, 2012

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A year of sisterly love

Saturday, August 18, 2012

I need to update on the first week of kindergarten soon, but it’s been a long week, so instead tonight I’ll share the video montage I did of The Big Sis and The Little Sis. Enjoy!

Click on the link below:

Sisters video montage


Wordless Wednesday: Basket babes

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

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In the moment…later

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

I try my hardest to live in the moment, to be present for all those wonderful milestones that happen in the course of family life, both significant and mundane.

But the thing about living in the moment is that you find yourself sometimes at a loss when it comes time to recall the details later. The memories are etched in my brain, yes, and I’ll always remember the experiences in a “can’t-really-put-it-into-words” way, but when it comes time to put pen to paper, so to speak, it’s difficult to recap. Very often I’ll have the passing thought that “I need to remember to put that in the blog,” but then life happens and when I finally have time to sit down and write, all those details I lived so acutely feel much more distant. I want to remember all of those details, though it’s impossible. Still, I try to capture what I can here…it’s better than nothing, and I find that when I go back and read my entries, it helps stir up all the other details and feelings I’m unable to capture in words at the time.

The Big Sis is doing well. Her behavior continues to be excellent overall, which we’re all very pleased about (obviously). She’ll have some times when she is uncooperative, but I remind myself that that’s her job, and I feel like it’s all within the realm of normal for her age. She loves to play with her kitchen and is an expert game-maker-upper. Her imagination continues to reach new heights, and I love to see her take something like a regular box and get two hours of play from it. She continues to be a model big sister. I always thought she would have been a great little sister since she’s always been drawn to slightly older kids at the playground, but I stand corrected: She was made to be a big sister, without a doubt. Her hair continues to get long, and she says she wants it to get as long as Rapunzel’s hair. Her favorite movie right now is Mary Poppins, and she just learned how to say “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.” Her energy and enthusiasm are contagious, and I adore my little firecracker. She keeps me on my toes, but sometimes — very often, in fact — that’s not such a bad thing.

The Little Sis is reaching milestone after milestone — I forgot how quickly it happens sometimes once they start rolling over. It seems like every day is something new. She is pulling up on everything she can get her hands on, and she’ll cruise a little if she has something in her sights that she wants. (Her favorite things? Either the dog toy [of course] or The Big Sis’ toy dinosaur.) She’s going through another phase where she has trouble going to sleep (teething?), but she’s simply adorable when I look on the monitor and catch her sleeping on her knees with her butt in the air, just as The Big Sis used to do. She sleeps much lighter than The Big Sis did as a baby (and does now); I can go in and out of The Big Sis’ room as I wish after she’s asleep, but I don’t dare do that with The Little Sis unless there’s no choice. She’s still happy nearly all of the time, and she especially lights up when she sees a camera — I swear sometimes she sits there and poses while we get the shot we want. She adores her big sister, who is always willing to spend time with her, give her a helping hand, or keep her company. The Little Sis can say “mama” (and knows what it means) in addition to other random baby babble, and I’m about 90% sure she says “more” (“mah!”) in the appropriate context, when asking for additional food at lunch and dinner.

As for me…I’ve weaned down my pumping sessions so that now I’m pumping only if, for some reason, I don’t feed The Little Sis in the morning or at bedtime (that’s rare and hasn’t happened lately, though it’ll happen when I go to Chicago alone next month). We started table foods with her right after she turned 8 months old, which is earlier than we did with The Big Sis, but she loves them, so we’re going with it. We send a puree to school for lunch (I’ve made everything this time as well), but she gets 100% table food at dinner now. Anyway, I can’t quite say I’m done pumping yet, but I’m glad that it’s mostly done now.

We’re about to get rid of another round of baby stuff soon, hopefully giving some stuff to some coworkers of The Husband who are having their first kids. We already gave our swing to daycare, and next we’ll get rid of things like the Bumbo, bouncer, and activity mat. These are all physical reminders that The Little Sis is quickly growing out of infanthood, but I find it exciting to see the changes right before my eyes. Not that long ago, she was that itty-bitty baby who could nearly fit in one hand, and now she’s finding out for herself just how big our house — and the world — is. Life really is amazing.

Evenings are still pretty hectic with getting both kids fed, bathed, and to bed, getting dinner made for ourselves, making bottles, washing bottles, making lunches, washing dishes, washing clothes, cleaning the house…there’s a lot to get done.

Sometimes our house isn’t dusted.

Sometimes I’m behind on posting pictures for family and friends.

Sometimes I’m low on sleep.

But I wouldn’t trade any of this away. My girls…my husband — they are why I get up in the morning.


My Easter bunnies

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

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Wordless Wednesday: My happy-makers

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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It suits them

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The Big Sis and I hit the consignment store over the weekend. The goal was to find a bathing suit for The Little Sis for our vacation next month, as I would much rather pay $3.50 for a swimsuit than whatever full price is these days. While I was looking through the baby sizes, I told The Big Sis to look through the swimsuits that were her size, mostly to keep her occupied, as she has two or three swimsuits from last summer that should fit her fine this year.

She found a Little Mermaid swimsuit. I should probably note here that I am not crazy about licensed characters on clothing and other items, though I certainly don’t forbid it either (as that’s just the way to make it even more appealing to her). Generally I keep it limited to items that we keep at the house (pajamas and toys) instead of things that she wears out. Softening a bit during her pleas, I looked at the Little Mermaid swimsuit and saw it was a size 4, but I held it up to her anyway, just in case it might fit. Unfortunately, there was no way that was happening, as her torso is quite long. Knowing she wouldn’t react well, I told her that it wouldn’t fit but we could still continue looking at the swimsuits in her size and maybe there would be one she likes more. She didn’t exactly believe me, but I did manage to fend off the tantrum I expected. (Point: Mom!)


Sure enough, she found another one in her section — but this time it was a size 3. Not any better! I thought for sure she’d lose it then, but she kept looking instead. Then BAM! We found it — a Little Mermaid swimsuit that she loved. As it was just $3.50 and she’d been a great shopping helper that day, I told her we could get it, and naturally she was elated. We could have left the store right then and she would have been on cloud nine.

Now, when I’d been looking at the baby swimsuits, I’d found a couple that I liked in basic floral patterns. The Big Sis didn’t see the choices we had for baby suits since they were on a pretty high rack, so I could have easily just grabbed one of the cute flower ones and been done with it. But in the baby size, I’d seen a similar Little Mermaid swimsuit. I knew The Big Sis would LOVE for The Little Sis to have a matching swimsuit with her. (Well, they weren’t the same swimsuit, but “matching” in that they both had Ariel on them.)

So I had a choice. I could easily buy the flower swimsuit for the baby and The Big Sis wouldn’t have known the difference. Or I could make her very happy and buy the Little Mermaid swimsuit so they matched.

I should also note that I am not into really matchy things for siblings — not that it’s really that much of an option with girls 4 1/2 years apart in age — but I opted to get the Little Mermaid swimsuits for both girls. One, it IS hard to let the girls wear matching outfits, so this was one way to let them do it. Two, I knew The Big Sis would love to have both of them wearing The Little Mermaid. Three, it’s just a swimsuit.


So I showed The Big Sis the baby swimsuit and asked if she thought The Little Sis might like it. Seeing her eyes light up reaffirmed my decision. She gasped and said, “Can we get it for her? Pleeeease??” I told her we could, and she grabbed both swimsuits and hugged them close. She said, “Yay! Now we can be sisters!” She meant twins, of course, but hearing her enthusiasm was very satisfying.

Sisters are many things — and sometimes the relationship is very complicated. They are friends. They are enemies. They are confidantes. They are allies. They are partners in crime. They are mentors. They are learners.

And sometimes they simply wear matching swimsuits.


Wordless Wordy Wednesday: Victory is mine!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

All right, it’s not quite a wordless entry this time, as I wanted to explain the significance of these pics.

Anyone who has taken the picture of two or more children — not just siblings but any two children — knows how impossible it can be to get a picture of both children looking in the same direction as the camera AND smiling. It’s the ultimate holy grail of kid picturedom.

The Little Sis, who has always been a happy baby, is going through a spurt of extra happiness at the moment, resulting in quite a large number of ear-to-ear grins. (Oh, I need to remember to post a video of her giggle!) This makes for a perfect opportunity to get pics of both of the girls together, smiling AND looking at the camera. The five pics below all have come within the first seven days of February. Not too bad!

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Having her cake and sharing it too

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

The Big Sis turns 5 on Friday, and her birthday party will be on Saturday. When we were talking about her cake for the party (which we will get from a bakery), she said she wanted written on it: “Big Sister [Name] and Little Sister [Name].”

“But, sweetie, it’s your birthday! Shouldn’t it have just YOUR name on it?” I asked. But she kept insisting, so we came up with a compromise. In addition to the party cake, we’d bake a cake at home — and I’d let her make the whole thing all by herself — and then I would write on there whatever she wanted. She was happy with that solution.

So she made the cake last night, and today was decorating day. We’d gotten some glitter gel for writing, but I wasn’t sure how well it would write on the cake and how legible it would turn out, so I warned her that I might not be able to write all of her requested cake message. I suggested that maybe instead of words, she could use the gel to draw some pictures and decorations.

She said, “Well, maybe I could just put ‘Big Sister [Name]’ on there.” I told her that would work.

But then she hesitated. She said very thoughtfully, “Well, since my sister is so new and she hasn’t had her own birthday yet, maybe we could write just ‘Little Sister’ on there.”

“On your cake?” I asked. “That’s all you want?”

She declared that’s all she wanted on there.

Turns out we were able to get both of them on the cake, but I’m still just floored that she had the chance to have her own name on her cake — her once-a-year chance to make it all about her, and for the first birthday after her life became not-nearly-all-about-her — and yet she was choosing to have her sister’s name on there instead.

What a sweet girl.


Wordless Wednesday: Double take

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

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Have they been naughty or nice, Santa?

Sunday, November 27, 2011

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Mutual adoration

Friday, November 25, 2011

The Big Sis loves her sister:
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And The Little Sis thinks her sister is pretty nifty too:
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Girl power!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Sounds like of all the multiple-child combinations examined, having two girls is the “best” combination, according to this study.


Wordless Wednesday: School pics

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

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Wordless Wednesday: Baby WTF

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

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Hands

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Since I’d mentioned the difference in the size of The Girls’ hands in a recent post, I thought I’d include this photo, which illustrates that point rather well. Everyone comments that The Little Sis has long fingers, but even still, The Big Sis’ hands seem so big to me now.

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Close-up: The Big Sis

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

*We are only three weeks into this, so I can’t make long-term predictions, but so far The Big Sis has adjusted well to having a sister, I think. The two biggest challenges we have with her right now — not listening to us (and having to repeat ourselves 10 million times with her) and resisting bedtime — were issues that we had with her before The Little Sis’ arrival, so I think it’s more a result of her age rather than the change in our family.

*She is incredibly helpful — so helpful, in fact, that there are times when she’s at preschool during the day and I sometimes wish I had her here with me! (She still goes to preschool each day because I want her routine to stay the same, and they’ve started the school-year curriculum and I don’t want her to miss out on learning opportunities. I do pick her up early some days to give her bonus baby time.)

*She LOVES to hold The Little Sis, and she’s actually pretty good at calming her down if she gets upset when being held.

*The Big Sis burps the baby better than I do.

*This week we let The Big Sis give her sister a bottle at bedtime, and she’s loved doing that.

*We’ve made an effort to give The Big Sis some special time, with both of us as well as with me and The Husband individually. You’d think she would love this, but her first complaint is that The Little Sis isn’t there with us.

*I’m realizing just how much The Big Sis can do for herself now that I’m largely unable to do many things for her. For example, on bath nights, I run the water and turn it off, but she gathers her towel and washcloth, picks out undies and pajamas, gets undressed, gets her hair wet, then I wash her hair. I also lather up the shower puff for her to wash her body but she does that and rinses by herself, then opens the drain, gets out, towels off, and gets dressed on her own. She did much of that on her own before, but she does a great job when left to do most everything by herself.

*After spending each day with a little baby, everything about The Big Sis looks huge. Especially her hands for some reason.

*I wasn’t sure how The Big Sis would do with her sister using most of the stuff that we’d used the first time around with her. I thought there was a chance she’d be possessive about it, since she does know it was hers before, but she has been great about it. In fact, she’s been so great about it that she insisted she wanted to give her sister her favorite stuffed animal, a pink, orange, and yellow dolphin we got in Florida last year. We told her she really didn’t have to do that, but it remains in The Little Sis’ room.


Wordless Wednesday: You’re never fully dressed without a smile

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

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Out and about

Sunday, August 21, 2011

One of the things I wanted to do differently this time was not be scared to go out with a baby. With The Big Sis, most of it was the fact that it was January and I didn’t want her to catch winter germs when she was so little, but then once she developed reflux, going out was a messy endeavor, so I often skipped it when given a choice. And truth be told, part of it was that I was just scared of being out in public, having her cry, and being judged by others for not calming her down quickly enough.

But I resolved to do things differently this time, and so far so good. The Husband and I took her out the day after we were discharged from the hospital, and when she was six days old we all attended a birthday party that The Big Sis was invited to. Most days I’m able to get out for a walk around the neighborhood with The Little Sis, and you know what? If she cries, she cries. She’s a baby, and that’s how she “talks” to us. It’s not the end of the world, and if we need to cut our walk or errands short, that’s what we’ll do.

I took a big step on Friday night and decided to take both girls out alone when The Husband had to work late that night. We picked up The Big Sis from school, then went to her favorite playground, thankfully avoiding the rain that was showing up on the radar. I attempted to nurse The Little Sis while there, but that was a fail because sometimes she takes a long time to latch on, and I couldn’t manage to make it work with her under a blanket. The solution, however, was to nurse her in the car, where I had a little more privacy, so we made that work fine. We left the park briefly to pick up some sandwiches, then went back to a picnic shelter and enjoyed a picnic dinner together before deciding to head to a nearby self-serve frozen yogurt place. On the way home, we stopped at The Husband’s office to say hi (and so I could see his new office for the first time), then we went home and I got both girls to bed quite easily. (It didn’t hurt that The Big Sis was worn out. And putting The Little Sis to bed just involved nursing her and having her sleep on the Boppy on my lap.) However, I would call the evening a success all around.