Family photo

Last week - Sam is in the background. He used to be my baby. He put up with Mike's two cats moving in, but this...Two babies...He's a little miffed.

Wicket, on the other hand, is mama Cat. She likes to make sure we're taking care of the babies.



Kneesa...He just wants to make sure he goes along when we're packing a suitcase (and no, we're not going anywhere soon!)

(our right leaning) little boy

One thing we'd noticed about Roman was that he prefers to turn his head to the right. Right leaning - Uncle Dave would be proud.



Mom and Dad try to steer him the other direction, or lay him in the crib so he has to turn his head left to see away from the wall. But alas, to the right. On Friday's clinic visit the doctor pointed this out as well. She noticed his neck muscles weren't evenly developed/strong. Now we need to actually stretch his neck by turning him to the left and holding down his right shoulder. This should help. Otherwise she said she'd send us to a physical therapist in a month.



Other than Roman's persistent spitting up (he's the clothes diva - 4 to 5 changes a day sometimes) he is looking good.

Weight check

Zoe: 10 lbs 8 oz
Roman: 10 lbs 6 oz

Baby girl

Yesterday was Mom's first day back to work. It was rough, but I think today was rougher. I miss my kids! Tonight I'm giving them a 1000 kisses each.
Zoe's sleeping soundly in my arms now.

The Grandparents Ba had the twins at their house. Earlier today I emailed Grandpa Ba and asked him to take pictures when the little ones were awake. Here is Zoe and since I wasn't home on the official week 8 anniversary of their birth this will have to do...





When Uncle Andy saw Roman today he said he'd grown in the two weeks since he'd seen him. I'm anxious to see what they weigh when we visit the doctor on Friday. I'm not anxious to witness the first of a series of shots.

Back to work...

Lunch time ramblings:
Mom's first day back at work and she really, really misses the little ones. Can't stop looking at pictures.

Just saw the one of Roman held by Dad; eyes open and causing a wrinkled forehead. It reminds me of when I'm holding one of them and go to kiss their forehead. When I can feel the little wrinkles in the forehead I know their alert and awake. Doh. Momma's gonna have some good cuddle time tonight.

Shannon -Thanks for visiting!

Well Aunt Shannon is on her way home to Chicago now. Both Mom and Dad really enjoyed her visit - we wish we lived closer to each other! :) Zoe and Roman are lucky to have such a kind and generous aunt. They'll be decked out in cute outfits for awhile! Above is one set. Most of the others, even though they are labelled newborn are still a bit big for our preemies. We'll be updating the blog as they begin to fill them out.

G-ps

Grandparents.G-ps. Yes, I'll just keep generating nicknames until one sticks. Or until the twins are old enough to come up with their own for all of us.


Friday night G & G Ba babysat so Mom, Dad and Aunt Shannon could leave the house together. It seemed like a good idea to get Shannon out of the small confines of our house and see a little bit of the Twin Cities. It was just a little bit - we ended up eating out at Axel's Bonfire on Grand Avenue. Hopefully next time she visits the weather will be nice and the twins more mobile!


Grandma K, aka G-Maw, babysat on Saturday so Mom, Dad and Aunt Shannon could make a trip to the Mall of America. Nobody told the shopper's that the economy was crap - it was busy. Maybe the new American Doll store? Lots of strollers as well, which I had to peak in. Nope, not as cute as our twins ;)

This little piggie went to market...

We haven't had much opportunity to gaze on the twins toes. The weather is cool and we're making sure the little ones are properly covered up. Roman doesn't like to keep socks on, he wiggles himself out of them. And most of his outfits have "feet" in them anyway, so the little piggies don't get viewed.

Yesterday was picture day at the B household. Roman had on some pants, sans socks, and we got the above shot of Roman's feet. How can feet be so cute? So small and soft. Apparently not ticklish yet either.

Friday's outing

With Shannon here it's a bit easier to get out of the house with the twins. It's not easy, but it's easier.
Yesterday we made a visit to my work and today to Dad's.
I'm still figuring out how to dress them for the weather. It's not super cold yet, but we opted to put them in their snowsuits.



We brought dad some lunch (Taco Bell- mmmm)



Shannon got the nickel tour of the shop, Kitty fed the eager Roman his bottle and Kitty's pregnant 1-week-past-her-due-date sister (that's quite a mouthful) held Zoe. We were trying to talk her as yet unborn daughter to make an appearance this weekend. Come on little girl! You've got two playmates waiting for you! :)

I thought we'd better take a family photo in Dad's office.
Apparently neither Zoe or Roman were up for it.

A visitor!

Auntie Shannon flew up from Chicago on Tuesday and has been getting to know Roman and Zoe. She's been a big help and we're glad she could visit! I must say you guys are lucky to have such a wonderful aunt. She'll forgive you for spitting up on her, but I must warn you that she'll have some things to tease you about when you're older. Let's just say your gas is legendary.

We also got to watch video of R & Z's uncle Rob and new aunt Kristen's wedding that we missed in early October. It was fun to see, we're just sad we missed being there!

This one's for Kitty

Happy Birthday Grandpa Ba!

Woo hoo

The little angels slept for two 4 hour increments last night.

Woo hoo!

7 weeks

Today marks the 7 weeks on this planet for little Zoe and little Roman. How did they celebrate? A pint of lager and a piece of cake? No, just more of the same. How about I poopa da pants for you, mama? Sorry, conversation in the B household revolves around farts, burps and da poopy pants.

Today's Mom's last day alone at home with the two little ones. Auntie Shannon is coming for a visit tomorrow and will be here until Sunday. On Monday Mom goes back to work (ugh). It's going to be a crazy month. Both are still eating every 3 hours, round the clock. Zoe's eating about 4 ounces and Roman 3, 3 1/2. Except Roman has a bit of an issue with spitting up. He's still on the Neosure, so it's higher calorie stuff. They're taking in about equal amounts in calories I think.

Roman, above

Zoe, below

Both are actually napping now (amazing!), maybe it was picture time that wore them out.

Or playing in their 'gym' right after the photos above (thanks great aunt & uncle Jannie and Gordon!)

Cartoon Bubble needed

Roman, contemplating the life ahead

Zoe does the same.

Now when we put them together...

Sleepy Time

More photos from our 6 week olds

Look at that smile! Roman's very happy in the bouncy chair

Zoe's not so sure about Mom getting in on her portrait!

November 4 @ home

Both R & Z were awake after their mid afternoon bottles, so I thought I'd better mark their due date (today) with some pictures. And since I (mom) am taking 95% of the pictures I thought I'd better work on getting some with me in them. Otherwise years from now it will be "where is mom in all these pictures?". Or at least that's what I'm hoping they'd ask! :)

So thanks to Grandpa Ba's (to differentiate Chicago Grandpa Bu)tripod and a timer on the camera I was able to get a few...

Today I am 6 (weeks): Caption contest

Roman: Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Zoe: Dude, you rock

Due date

No new pictures, but I thought it was noteworthy that today is the twins due date. Lucky us, we've got some extra "preview" time to get to know our little cuties. In the last couple of weeks it's dawned on me that we're going to look back fondly on the days when they were so little. They already seem so big, even though they're right at a good, healthy term weight. We're enjoying them where they are at. I must admit though that it's a relief to have them beyond that super fragile stage and past the point where getting them to finish a bottle was a struggle. Now if they don't finish, well it's okay.

Right now I've got Zoe in the Snugli, tucked up nice and warm. She's been waking up crying, but only briefly. The scared cry. Breaks my heart. I give her a kiss and tell her it'll be okay. She keeps on sleeping. Her brother is being mighty quiet in his crib, but I anticipate he'll wake up soon and act his frantic hungry self! Mike and I are still amused by his method of latching onto the bottle. Shaking the head back and forth and latching on like he hasn't eaten in hours and hours. Usually only 3.