Nora Got Her Hair Did

We broke down and took Nora Girl for her very first hair cut! Her hair was very long in the front, and in her eyes a lot unless we swept it to the side or put it in a pony. I didn't really want her to have bangs, but it is really the only option unless we were willing to fight with those long bangs (no bangs). So here is the before, during, and after. See why she needed it?

New pictures

I have been very lax lately at taking pictures. I feel really bad about that since the girls are changing every day. Years from now, we are going to cherish EVERY picture, even if the lighting isn't great, the girls aren't looking at the camera, or it is a tad blurry.

So one of my New Years resolutions is to take more pictures. Starting tonight... So without further ado, here are some recent pictures.

Words With Babies

We are very excited and proud of Nordoo. She has said her first word! She said BABY. My cousin came to town, and she has a dog who is named lily, but sometimes she calls lily Baby. And Nora caught onto that because Nora pointed to her and said "baby!" And then, that evening, we were looking at Nora's Christmas album from last year, her first Christmas, and she pointed to one of the babies in the book and said "baby!" We, of course, know this means she's brilliant. .... Until Lucas was holding her and she pointed to the Christmas tree and said "baby!" And I think she has called other things baby, as well. The picture here of Nora is from a video that I took of her, in which I was trying to get her to say "baby". I mouthed the words: baby. Baby. Baby. And then what did she do? SHE mouthed the word "baby". Brilliant! I tell you! Brilliant!

Margaret is brilliant, too. She says two words. "Do" and "due". She likes to point out to the side and declare "DO!" Or, sometimes she says it like, "Do?!" Okay, it's not really a REAL word, but it means something to her, I think. :). Another cousin of mine, Joanne, took this picture of Margaret at the Houts Family Christmas on Dec 8th.

14 Months

Well, clearly we haven't been blogging!  Because we've got two fourteen month olds now... two walkers... two good eaters... two curious little tots... they love bananas, spaghetti, and playing with their older cousins. 

Margaret is our little Magic 8 Ball.  I ask her questions and she either nods or shakes her head in response.  She points to things and shouts "Da!" (... she's a little German baby.)  We call her "Little Grandpa" sometimes because she's a little Vennie... Something about her... her face and her hairline.  Actually she is finally getting hair.  Daddy says she's getting "that little girl mullet".  It's long on the top and back, and short on the sides.  Sounds attractive, huh?  She clings to us when we're in new situations around people she's not used to. And she loves shoes.  Hers, mine, anyone's really.

Nora is fun and spunky and full of life!  She is always up for new experiences... like the swings at the playground.  Or dominating the big staircase on her first try.  It is so easy to make her laugh.. and she has the sweetest giggle and the deepest belly laugh.  She's always smiling with her big teethy smile.  She is probably the most happy when she is walking to the stairs and I am chasing her.  She loves her freedom (walking) and she LOVES the stairs... or she loves being upstairs... one of the two.

Lucas and I celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary on Nov 11!  We had a nice night out while Lucas' aunt babysat.  We went to a couple wine bars and then to get steaks.  I think the highlight of the evening was the cheese tray we ate at our first stop.  We were pretty much full after that.. but thought we should stay out longer than an hour on our date night!

We moved into my mom and stepdad's basement, and we our renting our house out.  This is to save money for our next house, since our Kirkwood house is so small with no room to grow, and we aren't in a position to sell at this time.  Living in Wentzville has been great.  My mom watches the girls full time, and it's so wonderful that we don't have to pack up the girls every day and take them to day care. 

We had a renter who lasted 45 days....  I know, I know, but conducting illegal activity in our home was just not something we could live with, so he had to go.  (I know, we're those kind of landlords... ) So now we're in the process of finding a new renter.  It's only been a week, but we have already had quite a lot of interest.

I am very much looking forward to Christmas. :)  It will be a lot of fun this year with the girls!

Hopefully our next post will be sooner than 8 months from now!

Much love,

Betty

I'm sure all of you know how we feel about Betty.  Today was the last day that she will be with the girls.  [a sad face emoticon inserted here really doesn't even come close to how we feel.]

Even Margaret has been crying since I got home from work.  I can't help but think that maybe a little of that is because she knew Betty's goodbye today wasn't a "see you next week" kind of goodbye.

Since I went back to work, Betty, our friend from Parkway UCC, has graciously volunteered her Tuesdays to spend with the girls.  They went on walks, read books, sang songs and made up stories with her.  We are so fortunate to have had that help from her, and we wish her best of luck as she returns to her busy Tuesday schedule.  We are also so happy that on Tuesdays during the summer, Margaret and Nora will get to be with their Nana as she is taking over for Betty on her summer break.  Thank you, Nana!

And thank you, Betty!  We really cannot thank you enough.

6 Months Old

Our 6 month photo shoot was a bit of a challenge. Here's why:

April 7, 2011

One year ago, was a day we'll never forget.  We entered Dr. Forseter's office, so excited to see, and maybe even hear, our baby's heartbeat.  We were 7 weeks pregnant.  We had been there once before, and were ecstatic to be at our second appointment... hoping the baby would pull through and have that fluttering heartbeat that Dr. Forseter promised us three weeks prior.  And nothing could have prepared us for what we saw:

"There they are." said Dr. Forseter.  Like it was no biggy.  Like, "There's your sunglasses."  I remember him babbling after that about how "it's in the water" and we were like the 5th couple that week who found out they were pregnant with twins.  But in my mind, all I could think of was we don't have room for two cribs. We just don't.  We absolutely don't.

But, true to our expectations for the appointment, we were able to see the heartbeat! Heartbeats.  The babies looked perfect. 

We left his office dumbfounded.  Where do we start?  Who do we tell?  Is it okay to tell this early? Who has twins? How are we going to afford two babies?  We were still getting used to the idea of one baby.

This has been the craziest year of my life.  Pregnancy, in and of itself, is a special time that you probably don't appreciate until it's over.  Strangers see you in public and just smile.  And now I look at the maternity racks at stores and pout my bottom lip just a little bit because there's nothing else like it in your life.  Being pregnant. 

And anticipating twins was exciting, of course.  But also scary.  By default, it's a high-risk pregnancy.  I counted down the days to my next appointment so I could see those two heartbeats again.  People, mostly strangers, felt the need to share their Twin horror stories, of which I can't even think about, yet dare tell any of you.   And on top of worrying about the babies, I was worried about my own health and weight.  And CONSTANTLY worried about sleeping on my back.  But I couldn't help it!

Then ... October rolled around.  The babies were here in an instant.  Earlier than desirable.  We were parents of preemies who had to stay in the NICU while we went home without them.  It was the hardest thing I've ever done, leaving them.  But it was somehow easy.  They were in more capable hands than my own.  I was getting more rest than if they were with us at home.  This situation, in a way, eased us into parenthood.  We could see them when we wanted.  But we also still had time to go home a take a long nap.  It lasted two weeks.  And then we were finally all at home together.

After 8 weeks of maternity leave, I went back to work.  IAnd I was ready.  Caring for two infants is quite a lot of work.  Certainly harder than my day job.  So, as bad as I wanted to stay with them, I also wanted to leave them.  [I've been told to not feel guilty about this so I choose not to].

And today, we've got 6 month olds!!  It doesn't seem possible that they are so big and smiley and interactive.  One year ago they were like, what?  The size of an olive or something?   And they are 15 lb 9 oz now.  That's pretty remarkable. 

That's quite a year, huh?  I am so grateful for the many blessings in the last year.  The girls are beautiful and healthy and they've got a great daddy who takes good care of all of us.  We've been blessed in countless ways.