Friday, February 13, 2009

Great recent pics!

Lola and Jackson are almost 1 year old! It's unbelievable. It's so fast. Way too fast! I'm not ready. My little babies... they're growing up :( Ok, a little sappy. I'm just warming you up for the 1 year post. It's guaranteed to be dripping with gooey sentiment.

But for now...
Lola and Jack have both started trying to walk! They can each take about 3 steps before wobbling and falling down. Lola seems to be progressing a little faster than Jackson, but he isn't far behind. We'll see if they're walking by their first birthday.

Let's see what else... so many new experiences...
Lola and Jack had so much fun helping Pops build the base for the shed!Lola at her happiest, outside with a leaf in one hand and mail in the other hand.Both babies like hummus, very international of them I think:And no surprise here, Lola and Jack LOVE ice cream sandwiches:Some things are new and some things are just like they've been for months... Lola and Jack still love to climb and get in to everything! And also, this is a great shot of all their teeth!

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Where do babies really come from?

Where do our personalities really come from? Are Lola and Jackson's personalities written somewhere in their DNA? Is it formatted in their soul?

Having twins gives me a unique opportunity to watch 2 babies born to the same parents and raised in the same environment grow into very different people. Now I know that we influence them in different ways. I am not blind to the fact that I'm sure Aaron and I treat them differently.
And I know they have grown and changed with their surroundings. My children are learning and changing every day with each new experience. But simply acquiring their personalities as they experience and react to new things doesn't explain it all. That explanation doesn't account for the part of them I know they were born with.

Jackson is a climber. He climbs everything: the dresser, the changing table, the bookshelves, the oven. If there is something for him to grab on to and somewhere for him to put his feet he will climb. I have watched him try over and over to see what's on top of the --fill-in-the-blank---. I never tried to encourage this (why in the world would I?). So why does he climb? And why doesn't Lola?

Lola eats everything she can get her hands on. And I mean it...everything. Things I have pulled out of her mouth: shrimp tail, penny, spider, grass, rock, leaves, sticker, leftover food from the floor, countless pieces of paper. And this is not a complete list. And it isn't a matter of just putting it in her mouth and testing it's feel. She really tries to swallow it! Recently she has caught on to our "game" and whenever I catch her chewing on something she crawls away laughing as I chase her. I know every baby puts things in their mouth; that's their way of figuring things out. But she does this far more than Jackson. And she insists on not just chewing but swallowing everything. Why does she do this?

And these funny little things are the tip not the base of the iceberg. Lola and Jackson's emotional needs are so different. And they express those needs very differently. Jackson hugs me super tight when I get him out of his crib after a nap. Lola, even though she has often just been woken up by her brother, pops her head up and checks out what's going on around her. She like me to hold her, but she doesn't snuggle me like Jack.

Some of these difference come from being a boy and a girl. But certainly not even that explains is it all. Where is it written that Jackson will have a burning desire to search out vertical conquests. How can it be that Lola spits out carrots during dinner but when she finds a day old one on the floor she will fight with all her might to keep me from prying it from her mouth.

I don't often pose philosophical questions. I usually keep my musings on matters of science and religion to myself. And I certainly don't want to discount the power of external influences. But as I watch my son and daughter become who they are as toddlers I can't help but wonder when this process of "becoming" started. At conception? Sometime during the pregnancy? At birth? And where in them is it dictated? Somewhere in the strands of their DNA? Or maybe in someplace scientists can't see, even with the most powerful microscope?

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Hooray for waving!

Both my babies are finally waving! It's really ridiculous how much pride I feel in declaring that. Silly, really, that I stressed about it at all. But I'm sure there's at least one mother out there who understands, right? Someone? I want the doctor to check off each-and-every-single milestone on Lola's and Jackson's charts. So we may be a month and a half late (I know, I know... who's to say), but I'm really thinking about calling the doc and filling her in on our latest development. Do you think she would go back and check the milestone for me?

Jackson waves all the time now, particularly while he's eating. He picks up food with his left hand (yes, Aaron is also a leftie :) and waves with his right. It's really so funny. Lola waves back when I wave to her but only back in her direction, like she's waving at herself. Neither have quite gotten the correct context yet, but we're working on it. Come and visit us and maybe we'll wave goodbye!

No pics of them waving yet, but here are some really cute ones...
Lola and Jackson trying to get a closer look at Dad's suitcase. Funny, this is the same thing the cat does when Dad gets home from a trip.Lola's all time favorite game... the wipes just keep coming and coming!Jackson is not willing to give up either of his favorite things.Lola playing nicely on the safe side of the bathtub. Jackson proving once again that he has a taste for danger. By the way, he did climb in there all on his own.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Baby's First Inauguration




We're definitely racking up the out of the ordinary firsts during Lola and Jackson's first year of life. We've had our first evacuation, our first snow, and now our first inauguration. And quite an historical one at that. I just had to document this awesome moment. Hopefully one day they will appreciate it's magnitude.

Monday, January 12, 2009

10 Months old!

I am up in the middle of the night with Lola (a truly rare occurrence these days) and even though I am REALLY tired I'm finding it's bringing back some sweet memories. I was just rocking her and singing and picturing how little she used to be. How we used to sit up in the middle of the night and watch all my terrible recorded television. How 3 hours of sleep in a row (for any of us) felt like nothing short of a miracle.

10 months is so long and so short a period of time. It seems like forever ago that our normal routine was to be up with Lola and Jack several times per night. The babies were eating every 3 (or every 2) hours and so it was our nightly ritual that Aaron would feed them around midnight and then come to bed and I would take the middle of the night feedings. If I was lucky that would mean both babies would eat around 3 am and I would be back to bed by 3:30 or so. Then he would get up with them at 5:30 or 6:00. There were many many nights when I wasn't so lucky. Lola would want to eat at 1:45. Then Jack at 3:00. Then Lola again at 4:30. If I'm this tired right now just from being up since 12:30 (it's currently 2:45) how did we ever survive?!?!

And as I type that it comes to me: that's ALL I did. Real life hadn't crept back in and the middle of the night feedings (and snuggles) were what I was doing. That was it. Eat, change diapers, sleep, and repeat (with the occasional load of laundry thrown in). Now it's back to real life (only now I have 2 small children with me). Makes me kind of miss those times. I know, I know... it was miserable at points and I was sleep deprived. But it's kind of reassuring to have your purpose so well defined. All I had to do was feed, clean, and love my family. Sweet memories indeed.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I've been writing and re-writing a new year's post for a week now. I just can't seem to get it right. It's hard to resist the inclination to rehash everything we've been through this past year. Sure Aaron and I have had ups and downs before, but not like we did in 2008. In a lot of ways this past year feels like THE year for us. I have never experienced such sadness, such fear, and such frustration. I have also never felt such absolute joy, such clear perspective, and such complete love as I have since Lola and Jackson were born. And when thinking back on this momentous year I find myself in a rare position. I am at a loss for words. No matter what I write it doesn't seem to accurately portray how I feel (and how I felt). So I'm going to stop re-writing my Happy New Year Post, take a break from 2008, and post some pics I've taken in 2009.
Fun with Peas!Look mom, I'm walking!A common sight around the Freedman house, Jackson pushing aside his toy in favor of his sisters'.Jackson has already established himself as a climber.I just love the expression. I wonder what he is thinking...Awww...