My
babies are creeping up on the one year mark. How is that even remotely
possible? This time last year, Brennan and I were enjoying Mommy and Me
swimming lessons and I already thought that I was as big as a house.
Ha! I was blissfully unaware that in 2 more months I'd end up
being induced and push out a collective weight of 13 pounds 3 ounces of
baby.
I must say, life is finally getting easier. Don't get me wrong, it's still complete chaos
around here and I'm always busy, but we're settled into a nice routine. The boys all entertain each other fairly well
during so I'm better able to get household chores completed. Naptime routines are fairly easy now as both
twins will fall asleep on their own in their beds after a nice cuddle and bottle. And big brother Brennan is very well behaved
while I put his little brothers down for their naps. More than anything, it's really fun to see
the 3 of them play together during the day.
It makes me excited to see them grow up together.
Beckett
Mr. Beckett had another big month. He's become a pro at crawling and can finally
give Kiernan a run for his money in the speed department. It's so much fun to have them both moving
like madmen, even though it's a bit chaotic at times. On June 18, after physical therapy, Beckett
pulled himself to a stand on his little activity table. He didn't do it much over the next week, but
after physical therapy on the 25th, he started doing it more regularly. I'm so used to seeing a baby standing up and
assuming it's Kiernan that when I look closely and notice it's Beckett it still
catches me off guard. Physical therapy
with Ms. Leslie has worked miracles and he's pretty much caught up with where
he should be. Our insurance company has
denied any further visits, so when we return from Michigan, we'll have an
appointment with Ms. Leslie to determine whether or not he needs further
treatment. My gut feeling is that he
won't need any, or he'll only need a visit every other week, which won't be too
bad. I'm so proud of him for working so
hard.
Beckett is getting more and more vocal too. It's been easy for Brian and I to tell the
twins' voices apart from a few rooms away since they were just a couple months
old, but it continues to get easier.
Beckett has a deeper voice than Kiernan and deep belly laughs and
cackles. On the morning of June 14,
Brian went to get the twins out of bed while I made their morning bottles. When I came into the family room, Brian said,
"I know you won't believe me, but Beckett is saying Da-Da". I laughed at him and said of course I
believed him. And Beckett confirmed it
for me later that day. It's very cute to
see Brian's face light up when he says Da-Da.
That mouth isn't only good for babbling though. It's also very good for eating. Mr. Beckett will eat pretty much anything if
you put it into his mouth. Other than
squash, he hasn't met a food he didn't like.
I'm feeding the boys a lot of table food now, and while Beckett is quite
good at the pincer grip, he's also pretty slow and laid back about eating table
food. But he gobbles down purees when I spoon-feed
them to him. He also enjoys spitting the
purees back at me with a big smile on his face.
I don't enjoy that as much as he does.
Brian sometimes describes Beckett as "lazy",
but I prefer to call him "laid back".
He continues to be a very easy, mellow, go-with-the-flow baby. But his wild moments come out when he's in
the bath tub. This month we started to
bathe all 3 boys in the tub at the same time.
I can only describe it as extreme insanity, but it's definitely
fun. And Beckett greatly contributes to
that fun. He splashes like a wild child
and laughs louder than ever. I can't
wait to take him into my parents' pool when we're in Michigan!
Kiernan
Oh, Kiernan. We
call him our "angry bird" and it fits him perfectly. He is just completely crazy in every
way. He never stop moving. EVER.
He's constantly trying to climb - furniture, people, dogs, the baby
gate, out of the bathtub… If you're on the
floor, Kiernan will try to climb you.
Even if, no, especially if
you're attempting to change Beckett's diaper. He very much likes to be the center of
attention. If nothing else, Kiernan is a constant source of entertainment. And as always, he feels every emotion very
fiercely and can change in the blink of an eye.
Teething has been very rough on him. He's a drooling machine and has been very
fussy. His top left front tooth finally
cut through on June 24 and I think the right one isn't far behind. He's constantly chewing on something, partly
because of teething and partly because he's always hungry. Kiernan loves to eat. He prefers to feed himself and is very
proficient at stuffing fistfuls of food into his mouth. He can't be bothered to learn the pincer
grip. Personally, I think he thinks it's
just not an efficient method of getting food into his mouth quickly. Kiernan's tray is always clear before
Beckett's and he usually eats twice as much table food. He gets about half as much pureed food as
Beckett, mostly because I double up Beckett's spoonfuls since he doesn't eat as
much as Beckett.
Kiernan continues to impress Ms. Leslie when she comes
to see Beckett by cruising all around the furniture. He's also standing on his own for up to a
minute and has stood up and sat down a few times without holding on to anything. I can't believe how far he has come! He is
still terrorizing his brothers, but has been known to get attacked by Beckett
now and then too. And now that both
Kiernan and Beckett are a little more hearty and aggressive with Brennan, he
isn't afraid to rough house with them a bit.
I found Brennan dragging Kiernan around by his left leg just the other
day. Luckily, Kiernan thought it was
funny, which is why I didn't know about it til I saw it. Otherwise, there would
have been insanely loud shrieks of terror and rage coming from the angry
bird.
On the same day as Beckett started to stay Da-Da,
Kiernan began saying Ma-Ma. I love to
hear them chat back and forth with each other, although Kiernan almost always
controls the conversation. He babbles
all day long, especially in his crib when he should be going to sleep. Lately I've begun to notice him developing
the same language pattern as Brennan had - saying Ma-Ma when he's sad, tired,
hungry, or wants something and saying Da-Da when he's happy. They learn young, don't they?
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