Purim

So Purim was fine- not spectacular.

We dressed the girls up in a Elephant & Bumble Bee costumes and headed to my parents house. Neve was not happy in her costume, and Soleil was crying uncontrollably. We only stayed for a few minutes and then headed to my girlfriend's house. Her children were supposed to be dressed up as well, but since they weren't feeling well- they weren't wearing their costumes that night. We stayed by her house for a few minutes and then came home. It was really cold out! Here are some pictures of the occasion:

You see, this is why I hate living in the states, all our family is in Israel- we could have really celebrated and enjoyed their first Purim! What we had was a little time with the grandparents. I'm not knocking my parents- it's just not fun when you're on your own- so far away from family.

You served us well
On Saturday we took the girls out for a bit. Our microwave decided to bid us farewell and left this cruel, cruel world. And since no household can exist without one, we needed to buy a microwave asap. We also went to a clothing store nearby and purchased a few pj's for the girls.

Can you please repeat that?
On thursday evening I went to my OB. He did the post pregnancy exam, and all seems to be well. The funniest thing he asked me- "would you like me to prescribe some bcp for you"? Ha! As if I need them. Of course, stranger things have happened...

SICK
My girls are not feeling so well. First it started with Soleil on Sunday- she was pretty quiet the whole day which is NOT like her at all. She was congested and toward the night she was screaming while she ate (her throat must have hurt) so we tried warm food, then cold but nothing helped. Then I noticed Neve was congested as well. I used bulb syringes on them, and let me tell you- they cried so hard you would think someone was beating them! They are now using their hands as defense mechanisms (when I go to their faces with the syringe). They don't have fevers which is good- but they seem to have gotten their daddy's cold.

As for me- I am exhausted! I worked so hard at home yesterday- I need a break from my day off! Sometimes it's a lot easier to go to work- stay at home mom's are wonder women in my eyes. I know I work many hours, then I come home and clean. But being home 24-7 is just so much harder.


Bathing Suits

So I got the bathing suits on Friday. I purchased the size 12-18 months. You would think that would fit a 4 month old right? Wrong. They were just right- which means in two months from now, they wont fit! What the hell is wrong with sizes? I would think my 4 month old preemies would be able to wear the size, but apparently not. So I proceeded to go online to order a bigger size, but alas- it's sold out! How rude! I want to send a letter to the manufacturer or something. That is so messed up. I ended up with these 4:

The one I really wanted was sold out. Oh well.

Chubby Monkeys

I also started putting their small clothes away. It's surreal to put away clothes that are too small. Everything was soooooo huge on them a few short months ago.

I send pictures of the girls out to co-workers at times- and the responses are always "look at those chubby faces"... and it's so strange to hear. They were 3 pounds just a few months ago.

If you see them now a person would not be able to tell that they were/ are preemies. And although it's nice to hear that people think they are chubby-the scared, evil-eye believer in me worries that it will all go away... I worry so much but its below the surface. I mean, I'm not one of those scared moms that are dramatic about everything- like if their skin is red and blotchy, they are congested, constipated etc... My mom is so dramatic- she gets worked up over every little thing- and when she sees me calm about things, it pisses her off. For example, this morning when I told her the girls were a bit congested, she said "Then why didnt you take them to the doctor"?- I proceeded to tell her that they didnt have a fever, and there was no need to go as long as they were eating. She seemed peeved at me!

I mean, after going through the whole NICU experience, the little things don't get me riled up. Seeing my daughter (soleil) turn blue and stop breathing in front of my eyes (while she was in the nicu)..... that scared the shit out of me. so things are definitely in perspective.

Anywho- told my bosslady about my vacation- she's totally cool with it. .Load off of my mind. Now, I can plan without worrying.