Ava and Alex at the beach

We're in Ocean City for 2 weeks... its so nice to be away from home. The weather has been great, so far...

American Idol Finals...

YES!! Jordin Wins!!

Ava's tongue tie - all fixed

Ava before surgery...(wearing the littlest hospital gown I ever saw!)

Ava's surgery went wonderfully. We had to be at the hospital at 6:45am. She had last eaten at 12:30am, and she had an ounce of water around 5:30am. Luckily, she was pooped from the activity of the Christening on Sunday and she slept really well. She was so pleasant all morning, despite not having anything to eat. At the hospital, she cooed and smiled and hugged her daddy. She fell asleep just before the procedure, which made it so much easier to watch her get wheeled away.

Bobby and I waited in the waiting room for less than 10 minutes before the doctor came to get us to tell us it was over. I went to recovery where I had to give her some glucose water and then I was able to nurse her. We were home just after 10am. She doesn't seem to be bothered with the stitches... we gave her some tylenol anyway, but she really seems fine. She's a trooper. And I really believe that she had angels with her yesterday, because for those of you who know Ava, it's not at all like her to be calm and content for any lengthy period of time.

The top picture was taken just as Ava was being wheeled away for surgery. The other 2 were taken before surgery - we wanted to how how tight her tongue was - she was not able to stick it out any farther than what you see.

Two month doctor's visit

Today, Alex and Ava had their 2 month visit with Doctor Novak. They are now 11 weeks old. Ava is weighing a hefty 9lbs 7 oz and Alex is 8lbs 7 oz. They are still peanuts, but growing well. Doctor Novak said not to be concerned with percentiles at this point (Alex isn't even on the charts yet) as long as they are growing at a steady pace. I was surprised that they were bright eyed, alert and pleasant for most of the visit... until, of course, they got their shots... 4 of them, to be exact - 4 each! We're expecting a few sleepless nights ahead (more sleepless than usual, anyway) poor babies.
Ava will be having her tongue clipped on Monday. I am not comfortable about taking her to the hospital for the procedure, so Bobby will be taking her. We thought she may have to be put under general anestesia, but instead they will use a numbing spray. She should recover from it just fine. The ENT who is doing it assured me that it is 'not a big deal.' I am anxious to get her back to the breast.
Things are fantastic in the breastfeeding department. Alex is a champion nurser, and I am sooo glad that I stuck with it. I only hope that its not to late and Ava will get back at it without a problem. Formula costs are breaking the bank these days!

This Sunday, the twins will be christened. Family will be visiting from out of town, and we are so excited about the whole ordeal! Robert is psyched that Oliver is coming!

God Bless Alex and Ava! pictures to follow!

Robert

ah, Robert... where do I begin? He's two. enough said. Everyday, it seems, I have a new story to tell about him. For those of you who don't know the most recent anecdotes, I'll share them...

We keep our bathroom door closed and locked. Robert loves to go in and play in the sink, the toilet and most recently the soap. A few days ago, he got in and took the soap pump out and decided to 'clean' his toys in his playroom. He squirted watermelon scented soap on everything... and I mean everything! I was furious. Bobby suggested that I make him eat it. So, I did. I scooped up a whole bunch of it with my finger and put it in his mouth. He made a sour face and then preceeded to say "Mmmm." Are you kidding me? My kid likes the taste of soap! argh!

Today, he was coloring at the island in the kitchen. I guess he got bored of that and decided to add some color to his playroom. We now have purple and blue crayon EVERYWHERE in the playroom. On the rug, the windows, the shelves, the tv... everywhere. It's washable, thank goodness... so I didn't freak out too much. It just sucks that I have to spend his naptime scrubbing it up. blah.

The new phrase in the Trif house: "Robert take your hands out of your pants" He apparently is fascinated with his genitals and constantly has his hands in his diaper. Now, this isn't too big of a deal, we just do lots of handwashing. But at nighttime, he manipulates the diaper so that he wakes up soaked in the morning (which makes mom's favorite part of the day even more delightful - and I am being sarcastic here, folks.)
And lets not forget about the times he likes to show me his poop - conveniently this usually happens when I am nursing the twins. And since I can't react immediately he smears it on the sofa, on himself and on whatever else is closeby.

In the above picture, Robert is holding a tulip that he picked from my cousin's gorgeous flower garden (flowers that weren't for picking) He was filling the tulip with mulch and dumping it on the other flowers. Hmm, he's an artist AND a gardener.

This is my life. As crazy as it is... I love it and I wouldn't want it any other way. I DO have my HANDS full, but I my HEART is full, too. Life is just perfect.

9 weeks old

We are 9 weeks old today... and as you can see, we are becoming more and more alert. Ava is growing like a weed (formula!) and Alex is still kind of tiny (breastmilk!) but growing steadily. Spring is finally here and we have been outside for a few walks already! Alex likes it outside.... and Ava - not so much. Only a few more weeks until their Christening and then vacation!

I'm anxious to get Robert on the beach. Something tells me he is going to love playing in the sand. He has been practicing by playing in the mulch whenever he gets outside! He is such a boy!