Long ass weekend

Had a looooong few days!

I had 4 days off. Now, you would think that I would have planned or enjoyed those days. Not so.

Friday, my husband has a day off from work, and I usually work a normal 9-5 mon-fri. Since I had the day off, we decided we would do a little shopping for the girls- they needed clothes desperately, and for my husband. As I was getting dressed for my shopping filled day (which you know I love) I sneezed and apparently strained a neck muscle. I was in horrible pain for 3days! I could not move my neck! I, of course, do not allow that pain to interfere with shopping or my "3-day weekend" so I truck on. My DH massaged my back with Ben Ga*y which didn't help- it only made me smell like a senior citizen. My scent blended into our first stop- the local diner for breakfast (because you know old people LOVE their diners). We decided NOT to talk about the girls for once, which was surprisingly pleasant (my mother was watching them).
We proceed to BRU and buy the little munchkins an activity play mat (you can click to see which one) since my girls seem to be getting bored with their swings and need more stimulation. My husband and I argued over the rain forest themed play gym, or aqua themed. The nature won out (more colorful).

We then headed over to Ol*d navy. Let me tell you- SALE GALORE.I was in heaven! With my strained neck, I rummaged through their racks like a mad woman. I found so many adorable things for the girls at insane prices. I don't get those people who spend a ton of money on their kids clothes. They outgrow them so quickly. My friend who has two children herself keeps telling me to buy the girls clothes that are a lot bigger (I.E 9-12 months). I took her advice, and to tell you the truth, the stuff is not so big on them- which makes me wonder the validity of sizes.

We then went to our local 99 cent store so that I could buy a ton of candy. Why candy you ask? Well, the Jewish holiday of Purim is coming up. On Purim, you dress your children up in costumes and give each other baskets of goodies. Next week is Purim, and I purchased my girls the cutest costumes! I will post pictures next week.

Anyway, we continued on a for a while before we got home. I could barely pick the girls up, I was in major pain. That night, while on "my shift" with the girls, I started having horrid stomach aches. Yup, I caught the stomach bug. I was glued to the bathroom in pain for the rest of the night. I told my husband at 3am that there was no way that I could watch the girls- I didn't want to get them sick. So he took the day off. So instead of Saturday being a fun day for the family, I was sick in bed with a strained neck. My husband apparently resented this and would not stop complaining. A huge fight ensued- and I hated him for a good 5 hours. My parents came by, and we ordered in.

The problem with my father... he seems to outwardly favor Soleil. This makes me VERY unhappy, as I never want the girls to feel like one of them is the "favorite". Apparently, she looks almost exactly like me when I was a baby, so it takes him back. I don't care what the reason is... this is something that I do not condone in my household. So, when he pays attention to her, I say- "well, don't forget Neve"- "what about Neve" etc....
It really pisses me off.

But at the same time, I feel as though my husband and I each gravitate to a different twin. I don't think its favoritism, but I hate myself for feeling that way. I mean, I know its natural... but I still feel guilty about it. I love them both equally, but differently.

So anyway, on Sunday, we decided to take the girls out. We went to Cost*co, since my husband had never been. Never go there on a Sunday! we say the crowds, went in for a moment, and left.

BTW- I purchased new baby bottles on Friday, and didn't realize that maybe it was time to switch nipple sizes. My girls have been on size 1 now since they were born. So I bought size 2. My husband said "well, at 3 months they need to be on size 3, so lets buy them". We did- but I quickly realized that you cant go from a size 1 to a size 3 overnight. It was like their mouths were flooded and they would stop eating- poor things. So I switched them to size 2 for now (but they still seem to be eating less). I guess they need time to adjust.

On sunday, my father proceeded to tell me that my mother has a cold- so I told her not to come watch them on MOnday. I stayed home, and Soleil drove me crazy! I didnt get too much done. I did however paint letters (their names) that have been sitting in my closet for a while. Cannot wait to finally hang them above their cribs.

Oh and Neve loves the playgym. She smiles when she gets under it and starts to talk! It is adorable!

Look how happy she is!