The TV and the Sock Monkey

Funny Story #1

Ryan is obsessed with his new hat! I saw these hats on Friday and I had to buy them. I wanted something super warm to weather the brutal New England winter, and of course it had to be cute! Enter this adorable sock monkey hat! I put the hat on Ryan as soon as we got home, and he walked around with it on his head with the biggest grin you ever did see! Plus, he was carrying around the bag I carry their bottles in.(He loves to carry things!) I was in a fit of laughter! Daddy P announced that he would not allow me to dress his children for my amusement! This only made me laugh harder! It is amusing, but it's CUTE! I love that he loves his new hat. This will be their weekend-fun hat. Their main hat is newsboy style that matches their navy blue pea coat. This is Ryan playing in his hat just last night! Okay, now I'm about to laugh again...:)

Funny Story #2

So the Peas have learned that buttons are for pushing. They waited until I left the family room for a quick second to practice this new-found knowledge. I was walking back to them when I hear both of them screaming bloody murder! I was thinking, ohmygodohmygod who fell? What happened? I high-tail it back to the family room and I see Evan running towards me and Ryan crawling as fast as he could! Tears were streaming and they were screaming. Meanwhile, I realize the TV is blaring in that loud obnoxious way it does when the TV is changed from it's cable-set channel. Yep, these two messed around and turned the TV and scared themselves silly! I laughed and laughed at them once I realized all was well. Poor Evan was clinging to me for dear life and Ryan looked plain devastated! They have yet to touch the TV again! LOL:)

Funny Stories...

coming right up! You gotta read this! I'm sitting here chuckling as I think about now:)

Catching Up

Let me start by saying this...I have no pictures to post.

I have lost the happy medium of living life and documenting it. What with two VERY active babies running around, a husband and a house to take care of, a full-time job, and a long commute there are just simply not enough hours in my day.

2peasmama is tired, y'all.


Having said that, I did get some rest this weekend thanks to the little ones deciding that they wanted to take 3 hour naps this weekend. Their schedule was a little off whack, but it worked to my advantage since I was able to get a ton (well, not really a ton) of housework done and take a few moments for myself. See, when I do get a few minutes that last thing I feel like doing is sitting at the computer uploading pictures. I know there are phone calls I need to make, and chores I need to complete, and a dog I need to walk, and so many many more things I could/should be doing, but sometimes I just want to be still. Sometimes I just want to have a cup of tea. Sometimes I just want to not say a word. At least for a few moments until a baby wakes up.

But enough of all 'a that! This is about the Peas and I really do enjoy blogging about our lives together. These two are every.single.thing. to us and boy are they a hoot! There is never a dull moment around these parts. Never.ever.ever.

They had their 15 month well check-up, and all went well. They are doing great, which makes us soooo happy! We have been given the all-clear by the pediatrician to give the boys any type of food that we eat now and to stay in the real-world even though RSV season will be upon us soon. I'm not so sure how I feel about that last part. The boys had their flu shot, but they don't qualify for Synagis this year. They actually have an appointment with the pulmologist tomorrow since he wanted to see them in September. The last time he saw them was in April when they had their last Synagis shot. This doctor is a bit more conservative than our pediatrician, I think. I'm fully prepared to take my Peas and hunker down in our home this winter if he says that we should. We shall see. This was the first doctor's appointment that I missed! Daddy P and Nanny J took the boys to the doctor this time, as they will tomorrow too. Apparently it was hot in the doctor's office and they were talking about this. Evan, they tell me, wanted to add his two cents and announced that it was "HOT!" That boy has been trying to say everything lately! The Baby One is something else! The doctor commented on how big Ryan has gotten, and he really has. That boy is heavy! It's so hard to carry him around now, not that he really lets anyone carry him! They both have decided that that they are so over being carried! The doctor's verdict? They are doing awesome and are right on track with their development! He has no worries at all! Music to any preemie parents' ears! It is nothing short of amazing, and we give praise where praise is due--our Heavenly Father!

Praisin' & Fussin"

I know it's been a long time since my last post, but things have been especially busy. The Peas are doing well; they are learning new things daily and keeping us on our toes! Here is a video I managed to shoot a couple of weeks ago. In it you can see Evan and his daddy doing a praise dance. Evan usually claps too, but he felt more like fussin' than he did praisin' this time. At the end of the video you'll see his newest thing. He puts his hands in the air, our cue to pick him up, but now he says (I mean yells), "Up!" This boy is demanding, I tell you!

Twindemoneum

This is what happened 10 minutes after The Peas and I got in their nursery last night. As you can see, Ryan took it upon himself to choose his own outfit, and Evan was pulling out wipes to find the perfect one for me to use on him. What you can't see is the dresser where I was standing to take this picture. All the drawers were open and there were clothes strewn about. By the time this was over I found my slipper and a toy cell phone in the hamper and a measuring cup in one of their drawers. **sigh**

First Haircut!

On Saturday Ryan and Evan got their very first haircuts! I have to admit, I was NOT ready for this! Daddy P had been talking about it for awhile now, and I made excuse after excuse why they shouldn't get a haircut. Finally, Daddy P had had enough of my shenanigans. He said, they're going to get a haircut this weekend. What's a mama to do except tag along and bring the camera and ziploc bags for the hair?! (is this the best way to preserve their hair??? I dunno!)

I do have pictures of them actually getting their hair cut; I'll update this post with those pics soon. I gotta say, these two handled their first haircuts like CHAMPS! There were no tears and no squirming. That's not surprising since these kiddos of ours are nothing less than AMAZING! The barber said he'd cut their hair any day! They were the best behaved babies he's ever had! These were taken just after they were done.

Ryan is escaping with his bag of hair...

Evan is munching on his bag of hair!

I must admit, they look so grown up and even-stinkin'-cuter than they did before the haircuts!

While Daddy P got his hair cut the boys and I waited in the waiting room. We did not have a stroller with us. Big mistake...HUGE! I couldn't keep these two still for the life of me. Good thing I could close the waiting room off, so at least they couldn't get out. They pushed chairs all around that little room, tried to knock the gumball machine down, and wanted to pick up every thing they saw on the floor. Let's just say the waiting room of the barber shop and the Peas sans a stroller do not mix! A little boy came into the room and saw them pushing the chairs around and he said to me, you do know that's a video camera right? ROFL! I was sooooo tickled! That little boy was too much. Bless his heart! He helped me straighen up the chairs and Daddy P came and got us just in time.

We spent the rest of the morning going Costco shopping. We snagged their Octoberfest costumes ( that's IF we go this year) and we even saw one of the nurses from the NICU! She kept saying how good they look:) The Peas came home and played on the deck for a little while. I'd say it was a good day:)

Finally, I have to say that I spent the day with a remembering heart as we marked the ninth anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. We will never forget those who perished, nor their loved ones.

Happy "Welcome Home Day," Evan

Today marked Evan's first Welcome Home Day! Six days after Ryan came home, our family was finally complete; we picked up our babiest boy and brought him home where he belonged. Evan spent 95 days in the NICU. His discharge was less climatic than Ryan's. After the whole back-and-forth about Ryan's discharge, Daddy P and I were like, call us the day we can bring our boy home and we'll come get him. It was tough with one baby at home and one still in the hospital, but we made it work. Daddy P worked late almost every night during that time and I stayed home with Ryan. After Parker got off work I would drive to Yale. This was usually late at night, but I didn't care. We made sure that Evan had one of his parents there with him EVERY single day. Discharge day is really a blur. My grandmother was on her way into town and her flight was delayed. We had to make it from New Haven to Queens to pick her up, and we had two little, and I do mean little, babies in tow! It was crazy! I didn't take that many pictures of Evan on discharge day, but I did manage to snap this one:
This is Evan and Doreen, one of his primary nurses. I loved Doreen sooooo much! I loved the care she gave my Evan. This was Evan's absolute last day in the NICU! I still have the pants that he's wearing in this picture. T-I-N-Y!

And look at our guy on the night of his one-year-home anniversary! We celebrated at the Olive Garden. He had a blast walking all over and charming everyone he met. I love that he's holding up one finger in this picture! He knows it's his first anniversary! :)

He ate his dinner really well tonight. He even managed to eat a little broccoli! We got him ice cream for dessert, but Ryan was more in to it than he was:)

When we got home he had a chance to play with his "Congratulations" balloon. I thought it was sweet that he wanted to share his balloon with Ryan

Here's to you, our sweet boy! We love loving you! You are the strongest most determined person I know. I love that you NEVER give up. You truly inspire your mama!

It's Not Time To Worry Yet

Have you ever read To Kill A Mockingbird? Scout will make you laugh, Atticus will make you think, and Tom Robinson will make you cry.

And they should.

Let me tell you, I love me some Atticus Finch. In the book, he tells his children "It's not time to worry yet" as they face the toughest time of their little lives. That is one of my favorite quotes ever. I used to find myself telling myself this all the time. When I was going through something, I remembered this quote. When I found myself worried I remembered this quote. But there's something bigger at work here.

I am a child of God, and for a child of God there's never a time to worry. Easier said than done, though. I was worried ALL the time when the boys were in the NICU. I lived in worry every.single.day. Worry was my constant companion. My go-to-quote didn't even work for me. "It's not time to worry yet;" I would tell myself, "remember Atticus." Yeah, it didn't work.
But you're a Christian; but you're a preacher's wife, for goodness sakes!

Yep, I am and I am. Still didn't work for me.

Here I am fifteen months after the early birth of my children and I can honestly say the worry has stopped. Actually I stopped worrying months and months ago. Love him though I might, it wasn't because of Atticus and his wise words. My faith has grown. I learned to trust God; to take Him at his word; to rely on Him. My husband would tell me all the time when the Peas were in the hospital that this was not about the twins. The experience was for us. And you know what? He was right. We went through that for a reason and there was something that we were supposed to learn. Nothing that we go through is really about us; there's something much much bigger at work.

When Evan had his procedure last week I noticed that something was missing. As I walked down the hall of the hospital after leaving my baby with the doctor, I realized that there was not an ounce of worry. I forgot all about my favorite quote. Daddy P and I even talked about it. He asked me if I cried when I left Evan. Nope. I didn't. But I remember a day....let me tell you! I told him, either I'm going to believe God or I'm not.

I'm not really sure why I'm posting this; I just really felt like I needed to today. Maybe somebody who's reading this needs to know that it's not time to worry. Maybe I need to see these words. I've actually been thinking about this for awhile now.

You should still read To Kill a Mockingbird, though. Harper Lee is a literary genius. The last few pages of the last chapter? Gives me chills every time I think about it! Atticus Finch? Wisest character. EVER. Law students actually study this fictional guy who was based on Lee's father. I think parents should study him too.

So, it's not time to worry yet. But not because Atticus says so.

15 Months!

Yesterday the Peas turned 15 months old! We never adjust their age, but if they were born on time they would have been 12 months old ( their due date was supposed to be September 16th). In honor of them I'm going to share 15 things about Ryan and Evan.

1. THE PEAS ROCK!
2. Ryan loves to carry things around; he always has. He loves to carry my shoes!
3. Ryan loves to give spontaneous kisses. He'll come right up to you out of nowhere and plant one on you. He loves to kiss Evan too!
4. He likes fruit salsa and homemade cinnamon sugar tortilla chips. (check out http://divascancook.blogspot.com/ for the recipe.
5. This boy loves to climb on anything. He is ALL boy!
6. He's not the friendliest person! People come up to them all the time, and Ryan usually has the meanest look on his face. You've got to win this one over.
7. Other times he's all smiles, especially to little girls!
8. He loves to figure out how things work.
9. Evan LOVES his big brother something fierce!
10. Ev is *gasp* a bully sometimes. He takes everything from Ryan. What Evan wants Evan takes. He'll push, pull, hit, and scream to get what he wants. It doesn't matter that there are two of everything around here. He wants the one that Ryan has!
11. He tries to put his pacifier in my mouth all the time!
12. He loves meat!
13. His dad taught him how to do a praise dance. Too funny! I'm trying my best to get them on video!!!
14. Evan is very observant and he tries to imitate everything he hears and sees.
15. Evan isn't a fan of fruits and veggies.


In honor of them turning 15 months old, the Peas got a special treat yesterday. I made fruit salsa and homemade cinnamon sugar tortilla chips (yummy and easy!) for their afternoon snack.
For dinner they had homemade chicken strips and crash hot potatoes (the Pioneer Woman's recipe) and carrots. Since the boys are eating table food now I'm trying to find new recipes. I love trying new foods (Daddy P, not so much!) and I want to expose the boys to as many foods as possible. Now that I have children, I think more about the food that I prepare. I've seen a day when I was the queen of out-of-the-box meals! Better yet, I was the queen of go-out-to-dinner! Now, I try to prepare more of our meals because I know the cook :) and I know what's going in our food. The Peas enjoyed their meal, but I think they enjoyed throwing the remnants of it on the floor better! Way to show your mama you appreciate a home cooked meal, eh!

Cute! Cute! Cute!

Happy "Welcome Home Day," Ryan

One year ago today we welcomed Ryan home. After 89 long days our oldest son was home where he belonged. There was a little back and forth about his discharge date, and he was actually supposed to come about a week before he did. The DAY we were supposed to pick him up we discovered that he had a hernia and it had to be repaired before he could come home. So, September 4th it was. A day we had prayed and waited for. Our Ryan, the Little King, was home at last. This picture was taken right after we got home from the hospital.

His first nap at home!

And here we are one year later. Our big boy is a happy, healthy, smart, sweet, funny, feisty, active one year old! What a difference a year makes! Nobody told me babies grow up so fast!

To celebrate, we bought Ryan a balloon that said "Congrats," hey had a special breakfast this morning, and I made cupcakes for dessert! This was my first time making cupcakes from scratch and they were delicious. I got the recipe from a great blog, http://divascancook.blogspot.com. Check out this blog! You'll find lots of great recipes. I love that she does videos too so you can see exactly how to prepare some of the recipes.

The cupcakes were rainbow colored and Ryan doesn't look too excited to be eating green, yellow, and blue food.

As you can see he got over it! He LOVED his cupcake!

We had a great day celebrating Ryan. Each year we will celebrate Ryan and Evan's "Welcome Home Day." They're too young to understand all this now, of course, but we always want them to know how special they are, not to mention how very very much that they are loved. On their special day each year Ryan and Evan will be able to choose their favorite meal to have, or the family activity that they want to do, or the place that they'd like to go. Of course there will be gifts too! I think its a good thing that they each will have a day that's special. They share a birthday, so they both get to have an extra special day all to themselves. So Ryan, here's to you my sweet boy! Each and every day with you is a tremendous blessing, and we love you more and more each day!

No More (Random) Tears!

The probe is over and we are back home. As I type, Evan is upstairs running around playing with his brother. Everything went as planned. I was able to stay with Evan until they put him under. In total, I would say the procedure lasted 20 minutes or so. When Evan woke up he was FIGHTING mad! They told me to expect him to be cranky, but my goodness! He settled down after a few mintues, drank some milk, and fell fast asleep in my arms. We'll spend a relaxed weekend at home just watching him and making sure he's ok. Thanks for your prayers.

:)