Nap strike

My little Peyton has decided she doesn't need to nap today   

I have decided that she doesn't get to make this decision until she is at least 5 years old.  Naps are needed. 

I succombed after countless attempts to get her to sleep in her crib and pulled her into my bed and off to dream land she goes. I have attempted to slink away 87 times so far but she is a wise little nugget even in her sleep and can tell I am leaving so she pops up and waves hi. If I lay back down, she goes right back to sleep. I cannot believe an 18 month old can manipulate and control me. (I totally can believe it and I admit it daily that they own me but I feel obligated to show some sense of astonishment at just how badly they own me? Right?!) 

I cannot turn off my brain and just relax as I keep thinking about the frozen spinach I have defrosting downstairs to make spinach burgers and if I don't make them now then I won't get to make them until after the girls go to bed and then what will we eat for dinner? 

And I have a gigantic load of laundry to fold that has been fluffed up in the dryer 4 times now but I have yet to empty it.  

Also - is the back door open? Is Tyson outside? Does Tyson even live here anymore?  

And I really need to submit that receipt to our flex spend account for insurance and oh I need to schedule the girls 24 month check ups - omg they are almost 2 

Brain ..... SHUT UP!!

Okay I'm done now ....  Going to stare at this beautiful, perfect little human I created who is snoozing next to me 

Ps - the second I put my phone down and started swooning over my sleeping Peyton ....  I hear Sawyer wake up over the monitor and just like that my "break" is over 😊 it's okay - totally worth it to have these two nuggets by my side 24/7

Body

Cindy Crawford did a photoshoot this week for Marie Claire that was not airbrushed at all   Props to her. She's gorgeous without photoshop and her body still looks amazing. 

This got me thinking how so many moms are sprinting to the gym immediately after deliver to get their pre-baby body back and that really makes me sad. Whether the need to get that pre-baby body back is self inflicted or pushed upon you by society - either way, it sucks. 

Maybe I am just lazy - but I have no desire to get my pre-baby body back. 

My life with never be pre-baby again, so why should my body be?

My day to day, minute to minute, second to second will never be pre-baby again so why should my body be? 

Granted my clothes may still fit but they fit very differently to the point that I may not want to wear them - but my home is now full - of babes laughing and screaming and crying and playing and crumbs and boogies and puke so why should my mind be worried about or focused on my pre-baby body when my life is so far from pre-baby? 

and someday, I want my girls to know that this body was lucky enough to carry them, grow them, and nurture them for 36 weeks and 3 days so why would I want to change that? Or erase that it ever happened? 

Granted my pre-baby body probably could not sustain on this lifestyle that I lead of eating when I am lucky enough to shove in a few bites, sleeping in 35 minute increments - all night, every night- so major props to my post-baby body for sustaining this far. We got a ways to go...and I know we got this ;)

Sunday at the zoo

We bundled up and went down to the philly zoo this past weekend. In my desperate attempt to avoid germs, we spent the majority of the day outside.  It was a great time had by all.  You ran outside in the sunshine and we still aren't sure if you saw a single animal (aside from the goats) but still it was fantastic. 

You two nuggets even made a friend named Josephine - sociable little ladies that you are. 

Anyway - my NyQuil is kicking in so this is about all I have to add right now but enjoy some pics from your January zoo trip at 17 (almost 18) months old!

(Peyton you hated the goats and wouldn't let me put you down (I loved the extra snuggles!) Sawyer, I'm pretty sure you wanted to bring a goat home with you)

Germs

Well, we got sick. Yet again.  And again 

Colds, ear infections, random puking, sleepless nights and with all that happening - this blog went to shit. 

But really everything I did for the past 2 weeks was summed up in the first 2 lines of this post so that's really all the catching up I have to do! 

I hope we are on the mend and that we can get through the rest of this winter season with minimal illnesses (puking toddlers I'm pretty sure is one of the 7 layers of hell)

Despite being sick and cranky - they nuggets get cuter and more creative with each day! 

One day this week it was freezing out but with the sunshine it felt somewhat warm so we bundled up and walked a few blocks - we pet puppies and ate snow and probs only ate a tiny bit of dirty as we dissected those melting snow piles - I'm sure dirt is organic and somewhat healthy, right?

I brought my phone to take pics of you two strolling around town but I obviously was having a complete dumbass moment by thinking I would even have a few hand to take a pic - nevertheless, you both were adorable! 

Here you are bundled up ready for a quick stroll to get mommy some much needed caffeine ... 

Little baby leopards with ruffle butts - doesn't get much cuter than that right there! 

Sawyer was trying to spring Peyton from the stroller during one of our 5 doc appts in the past few weeks....and both nugs were extremely happy that I let them have binks outside of their cribs .... But when babes are sick they can pretty much do whatever they want. 

Now let's stay healthy girls - and keep on being your amazing selves!

Feburary

Well, we got sick - then we got sick again....now KNOCK ON FREAKIN WOOD - the girls are healthy!!!! I swear to god - if I cannot keep these girls healthy ( and active and therefore keeping myself sane) for at least a few weeks I may will lose my shit. 

Now, I am fighting an annoying cold but I'll deal with this for months if it keeps the girls healthy. 

The puking went on for so long that now the girls see the designated puke cup and fake puke into it and then laugh. Real funny nugs...I am the one doing countless loads of puke drenched laundry over the past weeks....enough is enough. Let's stay healthy! 

We have lots coming up this month that we need to stay healthy for...music classes, playgroups, swimming, fam parties, visits from friends...we need to be healthy! 

Do I sound redundant?? Neurotic much?? Hell yes..I'm sick of my babes being sick.

and that god-damn, fat ass, lazy, mother-effin groundhog saw his shadow today so winter will continue for 6 more weeks. Eff you Puxatawney Phil.

Lately you both have been super whiney and super clingy...it is not terrible..just tough sometimes. aaannddd it can be so hard to hear whining ALL DAY EVERY DAMN DAY! I am blaming it on molars, canines, and just overall unsettledness as you have not felt great in a few weeks....this too shall pass.

At the same time, you are super sweet..super snuggly...super lovey and I wouldn't change it for the world. 

You both are talking nonstop...all day long you ask me "whass sat?" (what's that?) It is amazing. 

Some days you two are the only people who I talk to so actually having "conversations" is quite fulfilling. 

Anyway, I'm off to enjoy my inch of wine before it's my bed time...these days I stay up a solid 60 minutes after I put you to bed ... wild mommmy, I know. 

Picking my battles

Since I have become a parent, I have done countless things that I swore I never would. Most to keep my sanity - some to ensure the nuggets safety - some just for pure enjoyment. 

And here's another to add to the list...

I give up! The nuggets want to look outside all day long - and I can't blame them - it's colder than a witches tit out there so we aren't walking and playing outside as much as we want to so of course they are pissed and want to look out the windows and watch the cars, trucks, dogs, and people walk by. 

For a while I kept the front door open so they could see out the glass door but after a few too many close calls of indecently exposing myself (everyone's gets dressed in their dining rooms, right?) to the neighbors - I allowed my children - who love to climb - to climb. 

We now have snack while sitting on the window sill. We play games while arf'inch at pups walking by. We spend at least an hour a day climbing up and down. Go ahead girls - climb on up. 

Want a view of the side yard? 

Here ya go - perfect view from your slide. Climb on up.  

Granted we still gaze out the front door at times - especially when there is a trash or delivery truc... Doesn't get more exciting than that!

They sure are nosy little nugs - I like

to call them town watch - I wonder who they get that from? ;)

Friday 1/9/2015 4:55 - 5:08pm....

One of our fav games this month is shopping. I give each babe a bag and we "shop" around the house for anything and everything. Our most common purchases are balls, cars, Tupperware, spoons, baby dolls, and puzzle pieces. Every time at least 1 babe attempts to put Tyson in her bag but he never abides. 

Today we start to play and I give each babe a bag - identical bags, of course, as I am not a complete idiot and I know that if even the writing on the bags is remotely different - war will erupt. 

Identical bags is key.

For some reason within 20 seconds of starting to play, little Peyton gets fixated on Sawyer's bag and erupts into body slamming/tuck and roll moves/screaming to get that bag away from her. Now, before this occurred, Sawyer didn't care about her bag at all, but since Peyton now saw her bag as a coveted item, Sawyer too was now extremely attached to this bag.  Her little hands were turning white from holding onto that bag with such angst. 

I go though my usual, "that is Sawyers. This is Peyton's" "don't push her - you will hurt her" "don't pull that please" "Peyton, let's shop - this is your bag" "PEYTON THIS IS YOUR BAG!!!" (And in my mind a slew of "thebagsarethesamechilltheeffout!!!!" 

All of this paired with countless distraction techniques that usually work but today, no dice. 

Peyton does not give up and is now in full tantrum, screaming mode as she does not have possession of this amazing, fantastic bag as clearly it is much better than her shitty bag.  IDENTICAL BAG!!!!

A few minutes filled with screaming pass and Peyton is still clearly being tortured and is looking at me like I am the most neglectful mommy ever as she has this shitty bag where as Sawyer has a bag that is made out of gold and puppies (puppies are their fav)

Peyton then spots my phone in my hoodie pocket and dives for it/me/kicks me in the face/accidentally gives me a titty twister while digging for the phone and she retrieves my phone and within mere seconds is perfectly content making fake phone calls and pushing the button - go to town, girl. Just stop screaming. 

Sawyer is happily shopping and Peyton is content. No screaming.  Only laughing and good times ... The thought crossed my mind that "ahh - parenting 2 toddlers isn't so tough"

For a solid 34 seconds....

Until Sawyer spots Peyton with my phone .  All of a sudden Sawyers coveted bag becomes as interesting as a plate of cooked carrots (that they detest) 

Sawyer now erupts into full tantrum mode as her life is miserable, desolate, and incomplete unless she has my phone. 

I gave up. 

Threw them both in their high chairs and put a show on the iPad and ran into the kitchen to make them dinner aka start this blog and check Facebook. 

All of that in 13 minutes ... And to think, I used to get annoyed when someone interrupted me during a 48 minute episode of Orange is the New Black....my how times have changed (for the better - no matter how stressful it gets ;)

These 2 are pure perfection!