First day of school

Eden- 1st grade

David- kindergarten

Celebration of school starting.  6 & 3 were the only candles we had, the kids wanted to blow out candles. 

                                                                                      Father's blessing

                                                                     Ruthie didn't want to be left out.

 We all had a GREAT day!  Eden and David ran to the bus stop.  They were first in line.  They were on the bus before I even realized it.  I waved at them through the window.  I was pleased to see them sitting by eachother.  At 3pm they came running off the bus with smiles.  When asked how school was:
David: "I don't have homework.  I have Mrs. Koch.  I made 3 friends.  Their girls."
Eden: "We went over the rules...but I already know the rules."

6 weeks

Ben squirms and grunts.  He has quick short breaths and can never really decide if he wants to cry.  He will stir for awhile before deciding to screams.  Sam is abrasive.  He is either crying or not...there is no in between.  

We have reached the famous 6 week mark!  The week you receive medical clearance from your doctor.  The week you can enter the world of work & daycare. 6 weeks also brings increased fussiness.  You are not only allowed but expected to now come out in public.  Am I ready?  Yes and no.  I have been inside for awhile, some fresh air will be nice.  I am not ready to greet strangers who smoother my babies with germs and questions.  I am not ready to hear the familiar comments: "twins, are they identical?", "You are busy", "Are these all yours?".  I feel like everyone stares at me.  Listens to my every word and watches my every move.  I know I am being sensitive.  I am not friendly.  I do not want to talk to strangers.  I don't want to chat with the lady in the grocery line...because I am trying to keep track of Eden dancing, David sneaking toys in the cart, Ruthie opening gum and 2 babies from crying. 

Having children has made me less tolerate.  I am not as patient and considerate as I used to be.  In fact, I'm pretty self absorbed at the moment.  One day I will be able to look above my own self and see others.  Right now I am surviving and that has to be good enough for me.

I am ready to tackle another 6 weeks.

life as a twin

                                       

                                                                                   This is how they sleep.

  
 Late at night, having some awake time.  Waiting to get changed.  There is a lot of crying as a twin.  Especially since they are on the same schedule.  They sleep, eat, burp, poop and cry at the same time.  I have gotten pretty good at feeding and burping them at the same time...but it's hectic.  One of them always has to wait.  Crying is part of being a twin.  Lots and lots of crying.     

Ben is wide awake.  If I put them next to each other.  Same will try and eat Ben's face. 

This is what happens when water meets dirt and Ruth is unsupervised.  David was the mastermind behind this mess...at least they were playing together nicely for an hour. 

4 weeks old

Sam

Ben

4 weeks

Alone

Yesterday I took all 5 kids to the park by myself.  It was the first time I have taken them all out.  Besides the doctors and one quick visit to Target this is this first time the twins have been out.  It took me all day to prepare...mentally for this outing.  We were suppose to go around lunch time but really we went at 6pm.  Twins are just as horrible as I imagined.  I love my twins.  I really am grateful for them. However...it's pretty terrible.  VERY time consuming and VERY overwhelming when you have 3 younger children who are also demanding. 

I am surviving.  Some days better than others.  I have a great support system here, truly heaven sent angels who lift my burdens.  God bless good friends.