So this morning, singing the song. And I got to a point where I paused to concentrate on pulling Forest’s shirt over his head. And Logan sang the line, “Sing a Song.” He sang words! Those words. My heart burst into a thousand pieces of sunshine and flooded the world with love.

Facebook, on the other hand, has been awesome. And honestly can be a time drain if I don’t watch myself. But it’s been great to reconnect with people who I went to school with in Holland in the ’80s, Germany in the ’90s, and those I was friends with in DC/Northern Virginia during and after college. To chat about the random moments of our lives or detailed emails about where we are today and how we got there. I am currently building a list of all the friends I’ve reconnected with that I need to go visit when we finally make it up to visit my parents in Seattle or to DC to see old friends. I wouldn’t be surprised if several have run across my mom on Fort Lewis already. It’s a small world and the internet just keeps making it smaller and smaller.

The boys are both communicating like crazy now. Logan is stringing together two words and Forest is blowing me away with the words that he knows. They love playing games related to the alphabet and to point out letters in their books. They also like to point out the letters painted into curbs on the street (Emergency Parking Only and such). I just go with it as long as it’s safe, why not?

This is a difficult age. They are so energetic and learning so quickly, I’m having a hard time keeping up. I can see why a lot of people put their children into preschool programs this early. I need to come up with some new things for us to do because while they are content with most of our routine, I’m bored and finding it difficult to stay engaged.

Here are some pics that I took of the boys yesterday afternoon. They remind me of something that would work on an album cover (did I just make myself sound old by saying album instead of cd?). So in case they ever decide to start a band, we got that covered.

Naps today was tough though. Forest took about 30 minutes to settle down but Logan took an hour. I thought for sure Logan was going to need to either nap with me or not nap at all. But then he finally crashed out. I should be napping right now myself because I’m fighting off a cold/allergies with important plans this weekend. But it’s hard when I don’t know how long I’ll get. Oh well, even 15 minutes is better then nothing, so I’m off. Man I forgot how hard this transition stuff can be!

She took up the whole room with her very beingness.  Not in a bad way, she just had a big personality.  I liked her.  She also assured me that things appeared to be going well and asked if I had a twin nursing pillow.  I told her yes and described it and she laughed as she told me a funny story from her own experiences.  She said that the song “Star Trecking” was popular when she had her girls and she used to feel like the Starship Enterprise, cruising through her house with this big pillow belted to her waist as she would nurse her twin girls and do various things.

A few months later I knew what she meant.  I’d have one baby nursing and would find myself going to get the other one waking from a nap – while still nursing.  As I would cruise up the mirrored hallway I’d see myself with this huge green pillow, baby on board, and I’d remember that image of being the Enterprise and I would start singing the song:

star trecking across the universe
on the starship enterprise
under captain kirk
star trecking across the universe
slowly going forward
coz we cant find reverse

It’s a fun memory.  Especially because yesterday I gave away my nursing pillow.  And you know what?  It kinda hurts.  I’m sad just typing it.  I gave it to a first time mom who’s been taking fertility drugs in hopes of having a baby.  She just found out she’s pregnant and when I asked in email if she was having twins she said “I can only hope.”  In that one sentance she reminded me to be so very grateful instead of pissy about things.  I often hear younger women say very romantically, “I always wanted twins” and I want to scream at them, “No you don’t!”.  But yesterday I was reminded not only of that fun time with the song but also of the gratitude that I have for these two healthy, beautiful boys.  And to continue praying for all the couples out there that want children of their own.

As usual, I don’t remember how I ended up at the blog, but a couple weeks ago I found myself reading the story of “letters to catherine“. A mother and father who found out during the pregnancy that their baby girl had a 25% chance of living past birth. Months and months of a mother’s hopes and fears poured out for me to cry along with. But then good news! Last week she was born and took her own breaths! Her battle is not over as surgeries await but that 25% gets higher and higher with each breath and each day that passes. I encourage you to read this blog and send up your prayers for Catherine and her family.

I can’t write about babies beating the odds without also expressing gratitude prayers for where we are today with medical science. So many children are given a chance to fight because of the incredible technology that we have today to help keep those babies alive. The nurses and doctors who care for them and perform the surgeries, I am speechless, so I pray.

Logan has four top front teeth, two bottom front teeth, and 3 molars.
Forest has four top front teeth, four bottom front teeth and 1 molar. He just got the second set of bottom teeth over the weekend!

Forest can do somersaults. He understands the word and does them. Now if we could just teach him to be aware of his surroundings before flopping his body over.

Logan is actively calling me Mom. Up until now the boys haven’t ever really called me by a name. Forest has demonstrated a couple times recently that he knows the mom sign and the name but still doesn’t use it much. Must be because I’m always around that they don’t need to refer to me. And they have two daddies so ‘dadda’ was first and most important to express in word and sign.

200 Square Foot of living space can be a lot. Our new place is awesome. I love how we set everything up and it feels very cozy. The boys’ bedroom is so much larger with lots more area for them to play in. And every move should just be across the driveway. Especially if you are moving when it’s peaking at 105 degrees. But we did all the moving Friday evening and Saturday morning and have almost everything in it’s place, on the walls and baby proofed! Brad and I are kinda over achievers.

Edit:
I went to the grocery store this evening after Brad got home and when I returned from the store and walked in the door, Logan was saying “Mom” and Forest was doing the sign for “Mom”. So I guess I have to stop complaining now.