Two is the New One...

Notes/thoughts on parenting two and doing it all again...

(for my own self-serving purpose of looking back and seeing how far we've come : )



1) About 2 hours of every day I feel like I can handle being a parent of two. If I add a couple minutes to this daily I should have things under control by Evi's first birthday.

2.) Late at night when you are feeding the baby and trying not to fall asleep you're mind goes to strange places. Like, the branches on the tree outside the window look like a pineapple when the moonlight hits it just right. Or, holy shit, this new formula is going to cost us around $12,000 a year if she has to stay on it. WHY THE HELL DID I QUIT MY JOB???????

oh, wait, because it sucked and my girls are the bomb!

3.) Sleep deprived induced sleep talking is an under-appreciated form of entertainment.


Taki: "We were so worried about the bottles width that we didn't even consider their length" Me: "I'm going to repeat that to you when you are more awake and you're going to realize how stupid it sounds"

4.) I forgot how fun it is to try and go to the bathroom with a baby strapped to you because it's the only contraption out of the 20 or so that you own that calms them and you would rather chew off your own foot then chance taking them out and paying the consequences.

5.) It is inevitable that your oldest has a "spoon meltdown" requiring 20 minutes and emptying your entire utensil drawer to find the perfect spoon for her morning oatmeal at the same time your newborn needs to eat/have their diaper changed/receive medicine/scream for no apparent reason. Thus making you use expressions such as, "SERIOUSLY CHILD?!", "Really, REALLY? Are we REALLY doing this right now?" or my personal favorite: "Are you KIDDING me?"

...oh and did I mention I want the purple bowl instead of the pink one this morning mama?

6.) Fortunately you have learned from your first one's poop woes that when you call to report a poop/butt problem to the pediatrician you should use the word "rectum" rather then "anus", translating to a far less uncomfortable conversation with the nurse on duty. Whew!

7.) Trying to bounce a bouncy chair with my foot has made me realize how rhythmically challenged I am.

8.) Having a newborn changes your language. You will find yourself starting every sentence with the word, "maybe" because newborns are innately one big question mark. "Maybe it's gas". "Maybe she's hungry". "Maybe she's tired". "Maybe we have no idea what the hell we are doing and it's a fluke that Sophia turned out so well".

9.) If it takes a village to raise a child then it takes a country to raise two. Big thanks to all of our wonderful family and friends - especially GG and Yia Yia - for helping us out SO much! We love you!