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who knew i’d love this little thing so much? or hate it as much too?

i cut my babies nails sicne the day they were born… tried too. someone gave me a SAFETY kit with lots of gadgets for personal care for babies. one of them being a pair of scissors, and a nail cutter. i tried the scissors… never again. i hated them. the nails were so soft i thought it’d be a piece of cake, but nooooo the scissors just bent them as paper, as if it had absolutely no intentio in cutting them off, as if it wasn’t even supposed to do that.

so i tried the nail cutter… and voilá. it’s perfect. snap, snip, snip and off they go. from the start.

but are baby naisl supposed to really grow this fast? do i really have to cut them every single week? if i don’t they wake up with scratches on their faces… and it saddeens me to see it, but i never htought i’d develop this abbility to manicure as perfect as i have… will it go on for much longer… i mean the gadget works, but i’d like to not see it so much.

it works!

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more than 37 weeks…

my baby boys are now out of me for more than they were in… don’t mean to be gross, but that’s how i saw this moment. they are now completely free. i am no longer the one who protected them the longest, i am the one with him who show them the world…

they have been growing up fast, indeed very fast, and sometimes i realize that i never really knew what nine month old babies could do. standing up on their own, trying to walk every change they can, or crawling backwards but still crawling, chatting as if they are grown ups are all thing i thought older children did, and not babies… not mine at least. but as i sit on the couch and look at them playing, i know that this is what it’s supposed to be like. i’m supposed to feel overwhelmed when i see them “understanding” what we ask and say, i get teary when i see F walking, when M talks as if making ocnversation. i am just one old fashioned mommy.

i get worried when someone says “i think he has a fever” or “he’s a been quiet”, but i also know that my babies have never been ill, and have never forgotten to smile at us, to us and with us. my babies are known for their beautiful smiles, funny sounds, admirable atitudes, amazing interaction, there is not one person we know here that hasn’t been able to hold up and play with them without having this true, warm and funny reaction. they allow anyone to get close, look at them but it takes a song, a smile, a toy and the sounds of their names to make them clap their hands and laugh out loud.

watching them adapt to everything that is new to them is almost as if i’m watching myself. i wonder if i was the same way, if i got scared when a heard a scream, or if i got happily excited when i heard a dog barking in the neighbour’s yard, if i also clapped my hands really hard when my dad came home from work, if my mother also picked me up and allowed me to caress her with my tiny fingers. i imagine myself also trying very hard to crawl, getting upset because the toy i try to reach seems to get farther away, but feel proud when someone picks it up for me anyway. was i also an early morning baby, and did i also have a bed full of soft toys with which i played for hours by myself?

was i like F that jumps up when he seems me and asks for my arms to hold him, or was i like M that dances everytime i sing to him. was i also nto afraid of much and happy with most. was food such a pleasure as it it for them, i mean these boys eat anything: carrots, potatoes, sweet-potatoes, eggplant, mushroom, corn, tomato, spinach, green beans, rice, pasta, chicken, rabbit, turnkey, fish, apple, pears, papaya, mango, banana, peach, prune, avocato… and pápa cerelac, cookies and sometimes a birthday cake!

going to work has been a challenge, i’m not as professionally fulfilled as i used to be when i had only myself to worry about, ok sometimes with him to, but now i leave them while they’re still awake and no matter how much they wave good-bye to me, and seem happy and healthy from the door, i think about them a lot during my five hour workday, i just can’t wait to see them again, for i feel sometimes so lonely without them. they say hello when i get home in a way i can never explain but my heart skips a beat, i know it, and relaxes when i kiss them hello. all my worries from home seem so small, so ridiculous around them. they are the cause of my lack of concentration and i admit i have made some bad calls, i’ll pay for it in the long run, but my excuse is real, and tiny and cute. i wish work was more stimulating as they are, but it will get there as they will grow i’m sure.

it is definitely something i want to have close to me, and nothing this simple has ever made me so complete. but also so exhausted.

these first nine months have been like another pregnancy, in a strange way now i’m ready to see them agian after this last period of being tired. because of work i’ve been running from one place to another and eventhough i work only mornings the rest of my day is spent between organizing baby food, supermarkets, supply shopping and making sure i don’t have one meal not taken care of for them, this has made me hate being in the kitchen for too long and skipping lots of dinners for my stomach is full from the smells of healthy baby soups such as potatoes, pumpkins, green beans, spinach, apple, pear, papaya, mango, banana, lettuce, courgettes, spaghetti, rice, peach, chicken, fish, rabbit, lamb… my oh my how i wish i didn’t have to feed them all these vegetables. it makes me lie all the time, for they are my enemies, the veggies i mean, and i have to pretend “it’s good for you!”… when i know one day in their lives, if they’re anything like me, they’ll hate them all. but i’m persistent and they will try everything if it depends on me! stay strong mommy!

so i guess in nine months i feel tired but somehow relaxed. my boys eat well, sleep well, crawl (backwards), stand (with help), talk (…don’t ask what…), play with eachtoher (more like stealing eachothers toys and smiling as if it will last forever this freindship!), get angry (and scream my ears off), touch stuff they can’t, and take two baths per day in this too hot country! my boys are growing and we’re right behind them.

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probably the product i used the least and liked the better!

my sister thought that IF i was able to breastfeed twins i’d need one of these and she was right, the only problem was the fact that my boys breastfed one after the other, 20 minutes precisely and that meant that i had absolutely no time to keep them in this beautiful pillow for very long… unless it was the second to be fed. the first onw has his 20 min and then “off you go”

it so happens that i was in lisbon using this soft gadget and i stayed for 2months using it as much as i could, though the three feed each during the night i didn’t really bother using it, i felt pretty bad leaving it behind when we left for mozambique. 5 months later i stopped breastfeeding and realized my arm has a muscle the size of a truck and no use for it, i could’ve saved myselfd a bit of arm pain if it was for that pillow.

i think it works. it helps greatly and it gives any mother comfort. it keeps your baby very close to you and it’s amazing to be able to caress him while feeding him enjoying the non back and arm pain. if your babies are heavy the better!

i give it the thumbs up. i’ve already let my sister know that whoever she knows is pregnant can use it when the baby arrives. it gives them a bit of cuddling too.

eight and counting

eight months…

every months i think, “maybe this will be a slow month” and then, thirty days later i noticed that again it has been a wonderful, exciting and full of new things month!

just before i send out to friends and family their month pictures, i realize “jeez, so many!!!” because every month they have changelled us, themselves and have learned, done and experienced amazing things in just thirty days!!!

and this one has been one more WONDERFUL month!!!

where shall i start? have you read the post below? the food feeders have changed our lives, they eat anything that fits into that little net and chew on it with their lives. anything: carrots, apples, pears, bab«nanas, papaya, mango, bread, cookies and without ever chocking and scarying me to death! which is very important… they have learned to hold it in order to not get the food stuck and hard to find and behave themselves perfectly. no ingredient scares them, and besides the drool that comes with chewing delicious food, i’m very happy about it, thanks aunt Marta!!

important steps of the month:

. bath in the big bath . for whoever met them when they were newborns remembers how i dreaded giving them a bath, first because i thought it was useless being so small, but also because they cried all the way through… now you should see them! they dance, sing, clap wave, play and even chew the little duckies in the water.

we took our second “long” trip with the boys, 300kms up to White River in South Africa, makinh them have brand new stamps on their passports, adding another country to their list… 3 done, more to go! we visited the Kruger Park with them, and although they couldn’t really enjoy the views and the animals, mommy and daddy were excited for them!! and they brough good luck, it took about 3hrs but we finally saw all the animals, including a beautiful Leopard!!!! one day they’ll see the photos and i’m sure they’ll love it, knowing that we took them no matter how small they were and they will enjoy the stories we tell, we’ll make elephants gigantic, giraffes tall as rainbows, hippos dressed in tutus, and monkeys that tickled them to make it a dream story, because those are the ones that stick to you… them.

talking has begun in sounds that almost sound like something close to something, clapping is part of any conversation and dacing has taken place from Matteo as soon as we start singing. Federico likes to play his music instruments and so just like that we have begun a duo. daddy always said “i hope one is a musician”… mommy would like a writer… (but we’ll love you even if you become soccer players… please don’t though). it is something!

what else? so much and so few words to ectually explain everything. we see things change everyday, but still it is difficult to say it out loud, almost as if we see them grow before our eyes but can’t really tell you in what… they eat so well and bigger portions, they express themselves beautifully andfull of expression, they move without moving but in a way a growing child does. they don’t crawl and i think they never will, but love to stand up and hold on to things higher than them. they reach for things until their nose is on the ground but never more than the limit… for that would require crawling and these boys certainly don’t want to… they drink water from their cups like grown children, but love the sound of little chocking sounds. they adore being held in people’s arms, anyone who smiles really, but sometimes ask to be left alone in their play mat and chose carefully their toys. they sleep like angels, all night and fall asleep in their own beds while mommy closes the drapes and sings the “vitinho” song… it takes two, two complete songs and you close the door hearing their peaceful breathing… it’s good. it’s perfect.

it’s us

 

plus two tips of teeth… 9th month here we come…

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i have a long list of products that work, starting from the newborn stage uç until the 8 months period, which i’m living in now, but i have GOT to show you this! FOOFEEDERS!!!

call me old, maybe you already knew of its existence, i didn’t, and i found them by a friend who lives in sidney, australia, Marta. she sent the twins via post these cool things and i’ll tell you the truth i thanked her excited out loud but i confess i8 had no idea what it was… i obviously am like a child and got excited by the nice vibrant colors (i have one for each twin and they are exactly the colors on the picture).

they were four months at the time and the box said it was for 6months and older… so i waited. at 7months i remembered to get them out of the “older presents” box and studied them, googled them and found out i was missing a great oportunity to give my boys fruit, vegetables, bread and cookies without them chocking!!!

they love it!!! and everyday for desert at lunch time they each CHUNKS of fruit in two seconds! they hold it with their lives and really enjoy it. they smile and laugh until the piece of fruit is gone… it is a great experience. they of course drool a lot and you have to make sure there are washable cloths close by, and their clothes go straight to the washer afterwards, but believe me, they get healthy by themselves this way.

it works! it’s a good thing! and it gives me a great pleasure to see them chew things. it’s great for their gums and for their teeth tips that we are anxiously hoping turn into real teeth soon!!!!

BUY IT!!!

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nipple protectors

i know, it’s funny to open a blog and have nipple protectors as a welcome image, but i assure you, you have to read this or at least pretend. i found this product on an AVENT catalog, while i was 7months pregnant and wondering how the heck was i supposed to nurse (as americans like to say. breastfeeding for us other normal human beings) twins!

all around me people told me “breastfeeding is wonderful, but you’ll have twins so you probably won’t be able to…” or better “don’t even think about it, it hurts enough to breastfeed one, let alone two!”, or even “you’ll never have enough milk!”… or better days i’d hear “don’t even try it, because after a while you won’t have enough so at least you didn’t ruin your breasts!”… i was devastated.

i wouldn’t be able to give my own milk to my babies… i kept immagining all the disadvantages of it and felt horrible. the things you hear and read about breastfeeding makes you think babies that don’t are horrible. so… i panicked… TWO horrible babies was going to be too much for me. instead of letting the panick get out of proportion i decided to buy these NIPPLE PROTECTORS and think positive really, because ok so i was going to have twins, but who knew? i could probably nurse them for a few days have that mother/baby moment everyone talks about and then change to bottle feeding.

the moment they were born i put them to my breasts and noticed how easy it was for them to feed. they never complained and milk was slowly coming up… those first three days at the hospital i had no use for the PROTECTORS because milk isn’t so liquid so it was up to the babeis and my massages to give them enough food. it worked.

the day i left the hospital the nurse sadly looked at me and said “take this prescription for artificial milk and give it to them from the moment you get home, your milk won’t be enough”… i was devastated. on the way home i remembered the protections i had bought and how thinking positive soemtimes does work. so as soon as these babies got home i fed them. my milk had finally come up, it was liquid enough to put the protectors on and off we went. they fed for 20min each, never falling asleep, never distracting from their food and burped perfectly well. and guess what i didn’t feel any pain, nor sore feeling on my nipples afterwards.

everyday, and before every breastfeed i wondered if i had enough milk, but the other wonderful thing about the proctections is that if you have the feeling nothing comes out, juts slowly push it out of their mouths while they’re drinking and you can actually see how much milk is in it, making it very easy for you to understand the amount. it was always full to my delight. and at every feed my nipples were ok.

…the most horrible thing i heard someone tell me about these protections was that they would influence my babie’s mental development. that by using them, the baby would only get air inside, it would go up to his head and make him mentally disabled and basically not normal. i cried a lot becasue of this… i felt so annoyed and scared at the same time. i spoke to my pediatrician and she laughed, she said there was no way that could happen and i shouldn’t listen to people like that. that i should do what i felt was ok to do. whoever said those things had no idea how much that could affect MY mental health… but the person who made these comments will never understand how much it affected me and how ridiculous she is.

i never wanted to prove anyone wrong. i wanted only to give my babies the best, and if that meant breastfeeding for their first 3months for 16times a day, 8 for each baby, then that’s what i had to do. slowly at night he started giving them a bottle so i could sleep for longer hours at night, it made wonders, but my babies were having my milk for most of the day.

all this while using the AVENT protections and feeling so glad i did.

7 months i breastfed (the equivalent of 14months for one child!). 7 months i gave them what i could to make them as healthy as they could be. they have never been sick. they are very healthy. they seem normal mentally! ;) and my breast even though smaller they look ok after so much use. yes i do feel like i spent their first 7 months of life naked from the waist up, but it was all worth it and i hope that if i have any other children, hopefully just one at a time, i’ll be able to give it the same quality product too! all using something to protect myself too.

so. i reccomend it. i do. you might think it’s stupid, mothers don’t use it and are fine, sure, i know. but i didn’t want to risk having sore nipples and trying to breastfeed with a smile while crying of pain.

seven

no matter how much i get amazed by them each month… the month later takes my breath away. i hope it never stops and always perfect like this. always with nothing less than happiness in my heart.

these little boys are seven months old. we as a family as seven months old. and i just awww… i am fulfilled, i am happy and complete… as if never before i knew what that meant.

my boys can sit up straight and wave at their mommy with smiles, giggles and somewhat funny and ma da ba be words in M’s vocabulary and a few uuuu eeee iiiiiiii aaauuuuuuu ooooo in F’s… words indeed that make us crack up laughing because their faces are esquisite and almost make us understand what they say. that’s probably what i loved about this month, it’s that need for them to start expressing themselves not just through crying, but through sounds that don’t brake your heart. for instante, they cry now very seldomly, crying was never their favorite thing, and i confess i hated hearing it too, but now it seems it only happens when they fall backwards when sitting and mommy’s distracted, or when i insist on making them swim in the ocean, and instead they “call” us now with sounds, words if you like and giggle when they actually realize it works. and we love it.

the seventh month was also their mommy’s favorite month of the year, it’s my birthday month, i became 31 and enjoyed every minute of it, my day was my day with them for the first time and man did i love thinking that deep down they were singing “happy bday” for me hoping i’d hear it with my heart… i heard. i felt it and i’m sure they did.

xmas and new years was a beautiful experience, it’s indeed amazing how much more special these dates are when you have children around. in my family things were literally getting boring by the year and i confess it always brought me down. everyone spoke of dead people, sick people or alone people… presents sometimes felt had no personal intention and sometimes when they did… it didn’t seem appreciated. so i started giving myself less and less to the xmas spirit and just made it an excuse to go home, be on a holiday for 3weeks, enjoy my beautiful city of lisbon and pretend it was just another visit home. i even started imagining what it would be like if one could just sleep through it… like i use to with new years…

and then all of a sudden they’re here… and you wonder why the hell the spirit was gone… the spirit actually, that funny xmas spirit is still alive and kicking, because opening presents is just as amazing as creating someone’s first xmas… and all those traditions to come. we decided after much discussion that we’d have dinner at a cousin’s house like we0ve done the past two years, open their presents to us, and ours to them there, but keep the boy’s presents, from us, and anyone who was so kind for the morning of the 25th. this way mommy’s lifetime tradition and daddy’s were kept. on the morning of the 25th i was awaken by the boys chit chatting waiting for me to feed them and as i did i realized i was anxious for them to see the few presents they had in front of them… because the boys can0t climb into our bed yet, i woke him up and told them “the boys are up!” we both ran to the living room and together watched them try to understand why all of a sudden there was a tree with colorful balls and presents in front of them. mommy helped and slowly they started playing with their new toys. toys from italy, clothes from portugal, animals from maputo, decorations from mom and dad… it was something to see. i loved it. and maybe yes, opening presents in the morning has it’s beautiful moments, drinking coffee watching them play, still being in your pijamas and after so much happiness fall asleep altogether on the livign room floor… so maybe i can handle it, i can start this new thing, and slowly year by year make it perfect.

as for new year’s, we had no traditions to follow, but it’s true that last year, we were here, and this year we thought we should not go back to the same spot, but yet to the same feeling of summer, so off to the beach we went and enjoying the year end and start again in the sun, with swimsuits, ocean waves. we headed south to Ponta do Ouro and enjoyed a perfect long weekend of pure relaxation. we had the best company, grandparents and greatgrandparents for our bunnies, lots of cutenees and amazing food. no more, no less. just us.

and so another year begins and i have no intention of making resolutions i cannot keep, i have made some wishes, i have dreamt of certain things i’d like to happen this year… as a true portuguese i have 12 things i wish for, each with every raisin (tradition in portugal) but i have forgotten them already and that will make this year again a surprise. let it be.

i never imagined 2010 like it was, never thought how happy, loved, tired, overwhelemd, exhausted, smiley, sad, fullfilled, used, naked, complete and with two beautiful boys and a great “husband” i’d be… so, all i need for xmas and new year is them.