Going Out and About

Twins in public:

When I was pregnant with my twins I was warned repeatedly that taking my babies out in public was going to be crazy. I tried to prepare myself as much as I could but it was definitely not enough. When we go out I call our gang the “Ramsey Freak Show”. Come one, come all! See the amazing Ramsey Twins! Two identical human beings, same eyes, same nose, same smile! You'll think you're seeing double!!! (Please, no touching, no pointing, no pictures and ABSOLUTELY NO FEEDING THE BABIES!) There is just something about walking around and seeing people point, whisper and stare at you.  

When I commiserate with my cousin, who also had twins (they are now 18 yrs old) we always have the same stories. I should have been keeping count of how many times I've heard, “Are they twins?!”, “Oh wow! You must have your hands full!”, but my favorit comments are ones like; “Are they identical?...Are you sure?” and when I explain that yes, I am sure, that they had syndrome that only occurs in identical twins they go on to say, “Well, I would make sure.” Or, even better, the “Oh, I sorta had twins. I have two that are 9 months apart!” Bitch please! That nothing like twins. Sorry. Did your belly grow to the size of 4 watermelons? Nope, it didn't. Not twins! Did you have to feed two babies at 2:00am every night for 3-4 months? Nope. How about two babies getting their first teeth at the same time? Nope, again, not twins! When I hear these questions I just finish the conversation, walk away and laugh.

Grocery Shopping:

It always takes twice as long as it would normally take to grocery shop. Not because of the twins are giving me hell, but more so from the constant questions. Everyone wants to talk to you, to see your babies and unfortunately they want to touch them. I don't know if its because they don't believe that twins could be real or maybe they have a baby touching fetish (Gross!). And I always notice that the parents of singlets (that's parents that had just one baby at a time) are always the ones that try to stop me and ask me every question in the world. The parents of twins most often will say in passing, “Twins? Good luck!” or “I have twins, it gets better.” (which I know is a lie!). These parents know just how much I would love to make it in and out of the grocery store quickly and quietly. And to them, I say thank you!

Timmo and Ollio being good little boys.

To the other people, who I know are just curious, I am flattered by you comments (the nice, sweet ones) and they are appreciated. However, if you could just say them in passing, or while we are standing in line for check-out that would be super! Just think about how many times a day, an hour(!) that I have heard the same questions. I know people are just curious but if I'm struggeling to keep my twins claim and am on the verge of tears I'm not up for a "quick" chat.   

I find the easiest ways to avoid these questions are to;

A) Talk on the phone. Find any excuse to call someone on the phone. Chat with them while you are shopping. Not too many people are that rude to interrupt you while you are on the phone.

B) Walk like you have blinders on. Don't make eye contact! No matter what they do to suddenly try and get your attention DO NOT LOOK AT THEM!!! It will be all over. You'll be stuck there talking to Ms. Nosey Rosey for the next 5 years.

C) If you get caught and someone starts asking you questions, lie. Tell them you are baby sitting, or that you were impregnated by two different aliens, Zalogoo and Blertron. A gay alien couple that have wanted a child for years. You are their surrogate and as payment you get to keep your freedom and not be enslaved in the up coming alien invasion. Say all this with a smile of course. 

Laundry Woos!

As you can imagine I have TONS of laundry to do every other day of so. I'm sure I'm like most people and dread doing laundry. The sorting, the washing, the drying, the hanging, THE FOLDING, and the putting away. Arg! I have some tricks to help it seem less of a daunting task.

First, I have schedule laundry days. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are for washing baby clothes. That's most often one load of laundry on those days because I do it so routinely. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays are mommy-daddy laundry days. Before I made a schedule there were days that I was getting stuck with HOURS of laundry. I find it much easier to do 2 hours of laundry then 10 hours.

Second,  I have made a very handy dandy T-Shirt folder for mine and my hubby's clothes. It was pretty easy to make and really easy to use. What I like most about it is that all the shirts come out the same size and that leaves more room in the drawers. Here's where I found how to make the T-Shirt Folder.

I made mine out of a bulk diaper box.

Folded T-Shirt.

Third, I like to keep the clothes well organized and have specific drawers, baskets, and shelves (even hangers) for different types of clothes. The boys' dresser has four drawers, in order from top to bottom, pajamas, suits and daytime onesies, shirts (with short sleeve in the front and long sleeve in the back due to weather), and finally shorts and pants. Any hanging clothes, which aren't much, go in the closet.

My dresser is the same order (sans suits and onesies!) while hubby's goes socks and underwear, T-Shirts, more T-Shirts, sweaters, and jeans. He was not as picky as I am about how clothes are folded and put away so I've been slowly converting him over to my side. I do his laundry now that he's gone back to work so its I do it my way or he has to do it himself. You can guess what he picks.

For my closet and dress clothes, I use a velvet hanger because I have lots of items that fall off the hanger easily I hang them in type groups; pants, dresses, skirts, sleeveless tops,blouses, and cardigans. Sometimes I color code, sometimes I'm too lazy (or tired).

These things have helped me get through my laundry woos. Happy laundering!!!~!

Angry Mothers...

I have been a frequenter of certain baby related internet sites ever sense the birth of my boys. However, I think I am going to deactivate my account or at least stop checking in so often. The nasty judgmental attitudes of these women gets on my nerves. For example:

“Why aren't you wearing your baby?! I know that it would fix all your problems.”

“I would never let MY baby cry it out! You're a horrible mother if you do!”

“You said such and such so that must make it true and I'm not going to believe that you could have made a typo or in the heat of the moment not explained yourself very clearly. I will go about my misunderstanding ways and judge you on the inaccurate data that you admitted was not correct. I will ignore the data that you have now given as clarification to what your actual meaning was. So, basically, you are an awful person. P.S. I hope you die in a fire.”

Really ladies? Get a life! I'm sure these rude women would be irritated and hurt if (or when) people talk to them in the same manor. The mothers that are asking for help with their problems are looking for understanding, suggestions and support. But all you can offer them is judgmental criticism. Your words are hurtful and wrong and I always feel so badly for the mothers that are reaching out for help and get blasted with these kinds of comments. 

My favorite is when they end with “but, that's just my opinion”. You just called this women Satan’s bride but by saying “in my opinion” ii is suppose to make it all better?! I don't think so. Get over yourselves ladies. To each their own. We are talking about personal preference of parenting styles. That's “personal” as in: Of or relating to a particular person; private. And “preference” meaning: A greater liking for one alternative over another or others. You could be a little nicer, maybe instead of, “Your own words were that she was about to throw up. That is just wrong.” maybe you could say, “I was confused, your post made it would like she was going to be sick and worried. I was concerned. Thank you for clarifying your meaning. This is what I do in that situation...”. No mother is perfect and if you're a mom that thinks she is, get...a...LIFE!!! I have NO problem with anyone wanting to wear their baby(ies) all the time. Or if they don't like to let them cry it out. Fine, whatever. I'm also not saying that I don't or haven't warn my babies and that I let them cry it out all the time. All I'm saying is that there is always going to be someone that thinks they are doing it better then you and that you, in turn, are an awful parent. Arg, its just so frustrating. To the judgment Mothers I say, again, get a life, get over it and worry about yourself. To the other mother, just looking for support, check out a site before you post something. If the other post have negative comments, look somewhere else. Or, give as good as you get! 

Living Gluten Free and Loving it!

Because I live with someone that has celiac decease I have decided that I would make gluten free meals everytime I cook dinner. At first, I thought it was going to be hard and it is if you're not in the right mindset. When I looked into cooking GF I found that most of what I make is already  gluten free dish anyways, or can be easily reworked to be.

Maybe it's my supportive nature but I just would feel awful if I made cookies/cake/bread in our house that Hubster cant eat. I like to bake, cook AND share. You just cant do that when the people to whom you will be sharing cant digest what you have lovingly made for them.

So, I guess my point is; living gluten free is easier then you think. Think about all the stuff that you would miss if you didn't eat gluten. Cake (very sugary and fattening), cookies (same as cake), muffins (most of them are comparable to the formers) and any other rising bakery item. All of those things are delicious, I know, and you can and should have them. IN MODERATION. The great thing about gluten free bakery items (I think anyways) is that they aren't that easy to find and they are expensive. So they aren't laying around the house, waiting to be gobbled up. At least we don't buy them that often. There are also great recipes for GF desserts. I love no bake cookies. They are easy to make and so tasty!

Now, main dishes. One of the things that I find most frustrating about the GF diet is that the food is so much more expensive. What I do for my family is I make meals that don't normally contain gluten. Things like; BBQ Chicken, Brisket, Beef Tacos, Jambalaya and Chicken, Grilled Fish and many more. I also take lots of things that have gluten one the side like a bun, noodles ect, and I replace the gluten with something else. One of our favorite things to eat is sloopy joes. But instead of having buns with it (GF buns can run around $5 for 4 buns. You can get 8 GF buns for sometimes under a dollar!) we bake a potato and scoop the sloopy joes on to that.

Living gluten free is all about imagination! Think of your favorite foods that you love and figure out a way to make them GF. Also, the best tool of all(!) is the internet! I have found so many delicious recipes online. Here are some of those sites that I love and follow.

http://whatsfordinner-momwhatsfordinner.blogspot.com/

http://glutenfreegoddess.blogspot.com/

http://glutenfreegirl.com/

http://glutenfreemommy.com/

Nursery

Here are some pictures of their nursery. They are in the same room right now making thing a whole lot easier! I really recommend it to other twin moms and dads.

I got these letters from JoAnn's and painted them with craft paint. I used Scotch Restickable Tabs to hold them to the wall and they haven't fallen yet. (It's been 3-4 months now)

The wall decor I bought on Amazon for super cheap. They too are reusable and don't pull the paint off.

Here are some links to they supplies I got;

Wooden letters

Scotch Restickable Squares

Removable wall appliques

Finger Painting

I am a full time stay at home mom and I'm struggling to find fun activities to do with the boys INSIDE the house. For the past few weeks it's been over 100* in our part of the country. It's also very time consuming to get the boys ready and out of the house. With two it seems to takes three times as long!

1/4 cup Cornstarch
2 cups Water
Food Coloring

First boil (stirring constantly) the cornstarch and water in a sauce pan until it is clear and thick. Let cool and divide into individual containers for each desired color. Add food coloring until you get the shade you desire. I did 3-5 drops the first time, stirred, and added more if it needed it. Mine came out pretty opaque. The finished product is very slimy but not sticky.

We did this outside (because it was the first nice day and why not got enjoy it!) on the back deck. I stripped them down to the diapers so I taped a blanket to the deck to prevent any splinters. This is how a set up the "studio"...

Taping down the corners of the poster board helped keep it from both blowing away and getting ripped to shreds.

Ollio enjoying his mustache

Timmo gets a goatee

Both boys seemed to enjoy it a lot but bored pretty quickly. I might try it again, without help, in a few weeks. Definitely NOT an everyday or week thing.

Ollio's

Timmo's

Introductions

First picture together!

My name is Kate and together with my husband Seth (The Hubster) we are the proud parents of an amazing set of twin boys. My parents give me a hard time because when I do things, I really do them! I like to go above and beyond expectations. For example the courtship of Seth and I. We were only together for three months when I found out I was four weeks pregnant. Two weeks later we found out that we were having twins. On top of the pregnancy being "unplanned", the seven and a half months I was pregnant were truly the worst. I had cholestasis of pregnancy, gestational diabetes, I didn't gain ANY weight for the first four months. (It was so bad that my doctor ordered Seth to force me to eat and eat and EAT!) I was also diagnosed with pre-eclampsia 2 days before giving birth.

On top of all my issues the boys weren't having a great time either. Early on we found out that Ollio (twin A) had a two vessel cord and that is was attached to the far side of their placenta (They were Mo/Di twins, two sacs one placenta). Because of all these factors my (awesome!) doctor had me on monthly (and eventually bi weekly) doctors visits with him and with a specialist.

On October 17th (I was only 32 and a half weeks prego) I went in for a routine non-stress test and measurement ultrasound. At the same type of appointment the month before twin A was around 2.7 lbs and twin B was 3.3 lbs. At the last one on the 17th twin A was only 3 lbs and twin B was around 6 lbs. There was something wrong. I was whisked away to labor and delivery to await my doctor's orders. (Of course Seth had a test that day, and silly me for thinking it was going to be a quick appointment, I told him not to bother coming. So there I was, alone, in labor and deliver. It takes 45 minutes to drive to the hospital from his school. Freaked out, to say the least, I had a million and one possibilities run through my head. My doctor gave me the news that our boys had Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome or TTTS. I cried and cried and spent the next two days being monitored 24/7 and anxiously waiting for my two little ones to join us. (Here's a link below for more info on TTTS)

http://www.tttsfoundation.org/

3 days old 

Twin A (Ollio) was the donor twin while twin B (Timmo) was the receiver. We knew from the beginning that there was a possibility for TTTS but we never really thought it was going to happen to us. No one ever does. The doctors told us to expect a long stay in the NICU but they couldn't really promise anything either way. When they brought my babies to me after they were deliver (before being rushed to the NICU) it didn't have time to sink in just how bad Ollio looked. Going back to the pictures that were taken I can't believe that I held it together. Ollio was born at just 3 lbs and Timmo was almost twice his size at 5 lbs 11 oz. When they brought Timmo over to say "Hi" to me the NICU doctor quickly showed me one of his hands. She told me that he has a limb deficiency on his right hand. He is missing the top couple knuckles on all his fingers. In the O.R. I just thought, "Ok, he's breathing, and beautiful." It didn't hit me until I got to go see them in the NICU. It just seemed as though we were getting pooped on over and over. (Now I look back and can see that it wasn't SO bad. There are lots of people that are in worse situations than us and I am so grateful for our blessings.)

During our stay in the NICU Timmo began to develop a hemangioma on his chest, above his heart. In the beginning it resembled a heart shape. We have had it checked out by a specialist and everything is just fine with it. It should not effect him in anyway and it as already started to go down. Again, another blessing. We stayed in the NICU for about 3 and a half weeks. While there they both had bili lights on them for a short time. Ollio even had to have a blood transfusion. Finally we were released to go home! Timmo first, followed a week later by Ollio.

We've hit a few bumps along the way, Ollio had to have a surgery to correct a hernia in his groin (which I was told was very common) but other than that we have been hospital free! (Well, we do go to specialist for Timmo little hand and hemangioma) I love my boys and am so grateful for them. They have taught me a lot already and I can't wait to learn more!