full disclosure...

I would be doing this blog an injustice if I only posted the cutsie pictures. Like all we do all day is lounge around and take pictures of our perfectly posed and smiling or blissfully sleeping babies.

So, in the interest of full disclosure I have to tell you...
babies cry.

MY babies cry.

Sometimes for no reason whatsoever.  I mean, sometimes they act like it's so hard being zero.

Twins are a lot of work, folks. And because our parenting style can best be described as fly by the seat of your pants parenting we don't really have a set way we deal with it.  Sometimes we pick them up, sometimes we let them cry it out.  Most of the time one of the brothers ends up giving in and coming to their rescue.  Elijah has started just crying back, which happens to work surprisingly well. 

I just can't seem to convince these munchkins that they will NOT starve to death if they have to wait until their brother is done with his bottle.  And feeding them both at the same time...uummm, no.  Have you ever tried to feed a bottle to a balloon?  Me either, but I suspect that is what it's like.  Plus, it's basically impossible to burp a baby with one hand.

In other news...

I'm really afraid to say this publicly in fear that we will jinx ourselves but...the babies are sleeping through the night!!!
Woot Woot!
I know we are extremely lucky being that they are only 4 1/2 months old.  However, it's been 143 days of twice the love but half the sleep. (I really need a t-shirt that says that)

I don't want to come across as whiny and yes mother, I know I didn't sleep through the night until I was 2. 

We know how blessed we are and not a day passes that we lose sight of that fact.  I would gladly trade sleep for their little giggles and smiles any day but for now I'll be praying to the sleep gods that this lasts.