Little Liam

I am super excited to announce our new little nephew and cousin. Liam was born a couple of weeks ago and the resemblance to his father is already strikingly apparent. It is such an exciting time of life to have these little people. What fun and what a responsibility. Looking forward to getting to know you Liam.

Julian holds his own... bottle

Julian rolled over today AND held his own bottle.
He told us that tomorrow he was joining the circus...
silly little guy

an ode to a rite of passage: no more midnight-oil burning

I've discovered one of the great secrets of motherhood. It's not a Boppy, a bouncy chair or a binky. It's inexpensive, and frankly so inexcusably simple I can't believe I didn't get it sooner. With it, I'm happy and polite; without it, I'm a snarling, vicious crab. What is it you may ask? What could it possibly be? It's a 9:00pm bed time.
Alas, I'm a night person. I've struggled with bedtimes ever since I was seven. The Cosby show aired at 8pm and I wanted to stay up and watch it- which meant I didn't really go to sleep until 9:00pm every night. Unless I also watched Family Ties, which aired right after the Cosby Show and got me into bed by 9:30pm. It's just been downhill from there... until now. I no longer have a choice- twins are far too wearing and I'll be dead by the time they're two if I don't do something. Gone are the days of starting a movie at 8:30pm, or catching up on my emails at 10pm, or getting into a really good book and letting myself read it into the wee hours. Farewell, oh burning- of- the- midnight- oil. I'm replacing you with the smiling freshness I can greet my little guys with at 5am, when I've had a deliciously good night's sleep.

God give me the the serenity to accept the fact that trying to get my scrapbooking started at 8:45pm is a bad idea, the courage to wait until Thursday to find out what happened in Lost because it now starts at 10pm, and the wisdom to know that I can sometimes use the early bedtime as an excuse for not getting the dishes done.

Caleb rolls over!!

That's right ladies and gentleman... on Saturday, January 13 Caleb Eliot Puente rolled over for the first time. We got pretty wrapped up with all the fun things he can see and grab while he's on his back, so when we put him on his tummy he shocked us when he lobbied himself over from his stomach to his back in one fell swoop! Yeay! Julian is pretty impressive too and not far behind...

NICU mommas

Months ago Anna, Siyeon and I chatted about meeting for lunch with moms from the NICU. Well, yesterday we finally did it. Natalie, Lani, me, Anna, and Siyeon me at the Coral Tree Cafe in Brentwood for some serious chit chat. It was so much fun! Topics ranged from exersaucers to gymboree sales (and not-so-sale stuff) to some heart to hearts about how everybody was doing. Looking forward to the next get-together with my comrades in ex-preemiehood!
Little Cole and Siyeon were too precious for words... (but Siyeon had to let me know it was my fault she went to Gymboree and bought that darling little sweater... like it was a bad thing!)

We're finally back

Phew- we've had a whirlwind of activity since our last post... our boys arrived three months early, and after a prolonged hospital stay they are home at last! Two little ex- preemies on our hands, but so far so good. They both have just started grabbing at objects. We got a 'tiny love' playmat for our baby shower and the boys absolutely love grabbing onto the toys that hang down and stuffing them into their little mouths. Somehow the giraffe got to be the favorite. Must be the crazy googly eyes.
We just started Caleb and Julian on rice cereal. So far, Caleb finds his bib tastes better. And who wouldn't, really? Especially when it says- 'my mommy thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread...'