Monday, June 8, 2009

Sha-Wing




A. Thank you other Moms who commented on my last post. It's such a good feeling to know I'm not alone and there may not be one "right way" to do things.

B. People read our blog? I thought my Mom, Grandma, and mother-in-law were the only people who read this. I love reading what other people have to say so thank you for commenting.

C. When all else fails...Sha-Wing! These babies are loving their swings.


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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Sleep is under rated

Remember here when I said they were sleeping better at night? Psh.

The red numbers on the alarm clock glow in the dark, mocking me as the hours drag on. Maxwell has woken up yet again and I wonder for the millionth time, 'Am I doing this wrong?' I have a pile of books by the side of my bed, all tell me something different.

*Cry it out. The patterns you are establishing now are the key to happy babies and happy parents. They are now old enough to learn when bed time is and it is OK to let them cry if all their needs are met. But for how long? I let them cry and they didn't stop. It just got worse. And they're so little. And I'm so tired.

-OR

*Attachment parenting. Your baby is crying because they need to be comforted. By responding to their cries, they are getting the message that they are safe and they can trust you. But at what point do they learn to comfort themselves? And there's two of them! How can I possibly respond to their cries when there's two? When Mike's home from work we do it together but for the love of god...I'm tired.

*You need a routine. The baby who feeds on a schedule gets fuller feedings and establishes a healthy routine. If the baby feeds on demand, you end up with a fussy baby who wants to snack all day and night. During the day your baby should feed/wake/sleep. This sounds great! I need a routine with two! But wait, I just fed one and now the other is falling asleep. OK, now I'm feeding at the same time. But Ella needs to be burped so let me put Max down for a minute- wait-you! Don't fall asleep yet. You're supposed to feed/wake/sleep. And what happens when Maxwell wakes up from a nap and is hungry but Ella's still sleeping? Do I wake her too? But she cried for awhile and they didn't fall asleep at the same time. I think she still needs to nap. But now we're off of our schedule. Ahhh...

-OR

*Breastfeed instinctually. Babies will let you know when they need to be fed. They'll also let you know when they just need to be comforted. Women around the world have instinctually breastfed their babies for generations without a schedule. Put the clock away. Use your intuition. If baby needs to be comforted, snuggle up and show him you love him. Ahhh. This makes so much sense. Why wouldn't I want to show my babies love and security? They stop crying every time I give them the breast. I'm happy. They're happy.

But, hold on. Wait a minute. I am trying this and now Maxwell wants to nurse ALL NIGHT LONG. IN BED WITH ME. (I'm afraid to type that because I think the Baby Wise doctor is going to do a TV special on indulgent mothers like me. I said I would never sleep with them). Now he seems happy, but wait! What about me? I'm a human pacifier. The kid literally won't stop crying until my nipple is in his mouth. And can you blame him? NO. You can blame me. Because I tried to use my 'womanly intuition that mother nature gave me.'

Now it's one...two...three o'clock in the morning and Ella is finally asleep again. I tiptoe back to bed and as my head hits the pillow I hear the cry. No. Not Ella. It's Max. Of course it is. He's hungry and it's his turn to eat. But when he's done, he starts smiling. He doesn't want to go to sleep. After all, he just slept from one-three. He had himself some rest time and now he's all smiles. Time to start over. Burp/Clean diaper/Rock/Walk...but wait, he doesn't like that, Ella does. Max likes this better...the red numbers laugh at me again...four o'clock....

Maybe this is ridiculous. Maybe I'm just a new mom and I need to realize that babies don't need a routine yet? Maybe they are just itty bitty and this is the deal. But Baby Wise says...

And even if I do pick one way or the other- Baby Wise vs. La Leche- it seems like the babies respond differently. Ella does well when it's nap time and I put her in her crib awake. Generally she will fall asleep on her own. I can do the exact same routine, consistently for a week, and Max still hates to be put down without nursing first. So what's a mom to do? The obvious answer is to do what works best for each child. But there's two. And it's hard. And did I mention I'm tired? Again I ask myself, 'Am I doing this wrong?'

What has worked for other moms? At thirteen weeks, what were your babies doing?
*The past week has been rough, but I realize that it's not that bad. For every time they cry, I forget about it when they smile (they laugh now too!). And if I was really THAT tired, would I take the time to blog? I'm just learning how to be a mom.

P-P-P-Poker Face

Lady Ella's Poker Face


Maxwell's Poker Face


This song is ridiculous. AND I LOVE IT. But really, would you expect anything less from someone who tags 'Lady' onto their title? Maybe I should start going by Lady Meghan...





Wednesday, May 27, 2009

12 Weeks Today

Happy twelve weeks to our miracle babies...

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Zzzzz...

I'm afraid to say we're set in a 'routine,' because every time I do something changes. BUT, the past week the babies have been sleeping well during the night. They have only gotten up once or twice each which has given me a LOT more rest. Now if I can only get them to nap at the same time...
Maxwell ~ Ella


Mr. and Mrs. Kasmar

Last weekend we were back to Santa Barbara again. On Saturday my cousin Trevor married his beautiful bride Bethany. Their day was perfect and it was clear that they were meant to be. It was so fun seeing family and the babies did great. The only bummer was that Lindsay got married on the same day so we missed her wedding (I want to see pictures too Sarah!).









*Most of the pictures for the wedding slide show courtesy of Uncle Steve...our brilliant family photographer

Friday, May 22, 2009

Nostolgia

My friend Lindsay. Just her name floods me with wonderful memories of awkward teenager years. With Lindsay and Bethany I remember:

Bad haircuts
Thrift stores
NOFX
Trips to Santa Barbara
Doc Martens
Hume Lake
Hudsons Grill
Camouflage anything
Bad hair dye
The Big Fam
Skyway Drive-In
40 oz. of Old English
Boyfriends with mohawks
Shower caps
The bowling alley
Colored plastic hair clips
My So-Called Life (the best TV show ever made)
Bands I was never allowed to see at 'The Compound'
An old blue Honda
A new life...Beautiful Sophie...


The memories are endless. Years have gone by and we've lost touch but I recently celebrated with Lindsay at her bachelorette party. I don't know if it's motherhood, hormones, or just age but I feel nostalgic and a great fondness for my past. Tomorrow Lindsay gets married and I am overwhelmed with happiness for her. Here's to a beautiful life together Lindsay, Craig and Sophie!

Congratulations Lindsay Jean~




















Monday, May 18, 2009

What's my age again?

I've recently noticed that sometimes I think I'm still 20.

Example #1: Shopping. Any time I go to a store I head to the juniors department. Ummm, there's a reason it's called juniors. I recently saw a young teenager wearing the same shirt I tried on at Target. Oh...that's how it's supposed to look.



Example #2: The other day I said to my Mom, "I think I'd like to join a Mom's group, but I'm not sure. I want to meet other young Moms and I'm afraid I'll show up and it'll be a bunch of old ladies." As soon as I said that it struck me that although I'm not old, a young Mom would be a 19 year old girl. What if the 19 year old shows up to the group and thinks that I'm the old Mom still trying to wear juniors clothes. Hmmm.



Example #3. THE MOST EMBARRASSING EXAMPLE YET. Right before I got pregnant I went out for drinks and dancing in SLO with my stepson Michael. We were having SO much fun. I looked up and saw girls dancing up in the D.J. booth. 'Ohhhh goodie!' I thought to myself! I'll go up there to request a song and dance. I make my way through the crowd laughing and dancing as Fergie blares over the speakers. I start to climb the ladder to the booth and this big guy taps me on the shoulder. I turn around and prepare to tell him NO, I am not interested. I am married and enjoying a night out with my son. But before I can shut him down, the bouncer shakes his head tells me that I can't go up there. What? Why? I look up at the girls again. Clearly they either have fake IDs or they have just turned 21. Their halter tops and low rise jeans reek of sex appeal as they bust music video dance moves. The bouncer doesn't say anything, he just shakes his head again. Oh. Oh no. OH MY GOSH. I can't go up there because only hot young girls get to dance in the D.J. booth. HOW. EMBARRASSING. I look down at my cuffed jeans and white GAP tank top. My outfit is suddenly dorky and lame in this swanky bar. I make my way back to Michael (who is dressed unbelievably cool by the way) and tell him what happened. He laughs so hard that I start laughing too. After all, I am a step mom. Step moms really shouldn't be dancing in the D.J. booth.

So I'm thinking I don't have to dress in long khaki skirts, but it may be time for me to realize that I'm not 20. And I am a Mom.

It's about time.

Dancing Queen

Little Maegann graduates from high school in less than a month. Time truly does fly. While writing this I realize that I started this blog over a year ago. How much has changed in a year! Maegann will be starting at the junior college and Michael is moving to L.A. to start an internship. Maegann went to her senior prom this weekend with her friend A.J. But first, a few pics from the past...
Sophomore prom

Junior prom



And now...senior prom






Is it just me or does the girl look like a bronzed goddess?



Us




Her Dad's #1 girl




Ooops...sideways post



A.J. and Meg




I love you Maegann Elizabeth~










Saturday, May 16, 2009

Mid Week Gettaway

Nana and Papa needed some work done on their home so Mike offered to do it. It worked out great for us as we enjoyed two nights in Santa Barbara at their hotel, The Castillo Inn. It was great to spend time with family and it was good to get away.

Nana swooning over Ella

Studly-I mean Mike, fixing cracks in the wall

Maxwell and Ella snoozing in Nana and Papas backyard while we enjoyed the view



Uncle Spencer and Max




A shot during our tour of Channel Islands Surfboards, where Spencer works glassing boards



Ella being adorable


Hangin' with Dad







Friday, May 8, 2009

Reluctant Models

Both babies were flashing insanely adorable smiles at me so I ran to grab the camera. The minute I opened the lens they put on their aloof/annoyed looks. I even poured on my over the top baby voice. Still, nothing. My reluctant models.
They had their two month Doctor visit and...
Chubbylicious Maxwell weighed in at 9 13 oz.
Ms. Ella 8 6 oz.
Mike said that these weights are almost identical to what Michael and Maegann were born at. Crazy.



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Sunday, May 3, 2009

Old Friends

When Mike and I got married I had guests from high school and from college. At our wedding, these worlds collided and new friendships were formed. I spent Saturday at Dave and Kathy's wedding with the best of both worlds. Both sets of friends were there-and they are all friends. Mike and the babies stayed home and I had my first night out alone. I had such a good time...even if I spent most of the night talking about the babies. It was great to be out with friends and have me time.



Miss you old friends~



APU Buddies

Chris, Steve, and Scotty



St. Joe Crew


Zachary and Sarah
They had me laughing so hard it hurt playing 'Remember When?'

Somehow I have no pictures of the bride and groom



Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Two Months

Maxwell and Ella,
These past two months you have brought our family love and so many smiles. We watch you closely- looking for the little ways you change and grow every day. You have taught me...

* You like it when I sing to you when nobody is around (even if I can only think of highly inappropriate songs on the spot)
* There is no better smell than Burt's Baby lotion on you after your baths
* Sometimes, boogers have to stay there because you HATE when I pull out the blue boogie bulb * I am a patient Mom. Though I am not perfect, God has blessed me with calmness
* You are individuals. You may be twins but you are each unique in your appearance and personality
* When I'm not sure how to comfort you, you settle down when you are laying on your Daddy's chest
* Maxwell just wants to be cuddled. ALWAYS.
* Ella need only bat her big eyes at me and I melt. A puddle on the floor I tell you.
* When talking with other adults, I struggle to not talk about babies and how many times a day mine poo
* I am so very proud of you both. I beam when we introduce you and I hear my heart gush, 'I am their mother'

Two months and our lives are completely changed. I love this life.


Another video of baby pictures at two months...because I can't help myself

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

No Rest For This Breast

I'm trying not to feel like all I do is breastfeed, but Ifeel like my life is defined by nursing. I am grateful that the babies are able to latch on and they are growing. I am grateful that it doesn't hurt horribly. I just didn't anticipate how emotionally draining it can be. It breaks my heart to have one of them crying hysterically while I'm feeding the other baby. I'm not able to feed them both at the same time yet, but I am going to contact a lactation specialist to see if they have any tips. I just thought it would be easier...and I'm tired.



On a happier note, Maxwell and Ella got to spend the last couple days getting loved on by their great grandmother Vita...pictures to come soon...

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Go Michael

As I sit here eating my Chocolate Fudge Brownie Ben and Jerry's ice cream, Michael just set off for a quick 40 mile ride. Michael is training for the 2009 AIDS LifeCycle- A 7-day, 545-mile bike ride from San Francisco to Los Angeles. To read more about it, check out his website here and consider supporting an amazing cause...and an amazing guy :) Love you Michael Charles~