One year ago today, I delivered two healthy, beautiful full-term baby boys and we began our adventure. Today is their birthday. We have had our rough moments and sleepless nights. We have also had lots of loving support and friends. I have learned what I am capable of and what my body can do. My patience has been stretched. I've learned more about being prepared for kidtastrophes and to be prepared with an activity while we are waiting for appointments. I've learned how to go with the flow and to plan ahead. It has been an eventful year.
Bubbers #1 is a little more physically adept. Only a little. He has learned to scale the barrier we have between the kitchen and the living room. He still likes his thumb but generally reserves it for bedtime and naptime. He loves his brothers and sister.
Bubbers #2 is more talkative than his twin. Again, only by a little. He loves to go up the stairs. He definitely lets me know when he needs some Mommy time and thankfully that happens in the late afternoon when I generally have a little bit of downtime between school and dinner. He also sleeps just a little less than Bubbers #1.
In other news, we've been canning again. We came home from our apple source with five filing boxes, three buckets, and two shopping handbaskets full of apples. I've done many, many more quarts of applesauce, several fruit leathers, juice, jelly (It was supposed to be syrup, oops), dried apples and canned apples. I can't even keep track of how many I've done. Today I took the day off of canning and it felt like a vacation. We did a light day in school - just math, science, and the library. I will be so excited to be done with apples.