The Eagle Eye

Let me tell you about my babies...Mr. CJ is my red haired little feisty guy. He's the one who during my pregnancy was usually harder to find during the NSTs because he moved all around and was SO LOW (they said), he's the one who broke my water at 34 weeks and 3 days (too soon for momma), and the one who came home from the NICU before his brother. My sweet little H is so incredibly mellow. He was not done cooking when his brother decided it was time to enter the world, well neither of them were really, but little H had a much harder time coming around. These boys are the light of my life and I LOVE their different personalities. H is so low key. This kid would be fine if I put him in a room all by himself. He would sit there and coo and grunt and giggle and smile at Angels all day, except for when he needs a diaper change and he is hungry. Mr. CJ on the other hand...well this guy is a little more, shall we say social. He really thrives on attention! He is also very attached to momma. Which brings me to the Eagle Eye. 

It cracks me up. CJ watches my every move, and the second he can't see his momma, he spits out his pacifier (if he has one) and cries. So I have to come over and make sure everything is right in the world or CJ again. Oh and how in the world does that child know when I walk out of the bedroom at night??? His eyes will be closed so I'll sneak out, and sure enough, no sooner do I sit on the couch does he start fussing. However, if I stay in the room he falls riiight to sleep. Is he playing me like a fiddle? Probably, and I will one day have to let him cry and fuss (I do now but no longer than a few minutes), but for the time being I'm okay being wanted. Even if I'm in the middle of trying I make myself a meal. 

Having twins it is hard to split your time evenly. I do my best. When you have one that needs a little more attention it is so hard to not feel guilty that the other isn't getting as much time. So what do I do? When CJ is sleeping or content, I'll pick up H and hold him and kiss him even if he is just fine because I feel like that time is special and needed. I'll set their boppies up next to each other and talk to both of them, they will coo and smile and I'll soak in every moment because even though I'm exhausted on a whole new level (from late night feedings, and running back and forth to CJ) I know these moments are fleeting. 

My babies won't always want to cuddle, they won't always stalk me with their eyes as I try to get things done during the day, and one day momma won't be so cool. So right now, through exhaustion, even though I'm being watched by the Eagle Eye, I smile because my babies make me feel like the most important person in the world, and in their world I am. 

Healthy-ish Crêpes

No sooner do I finish making my amazing lunch and sit down to eat it do my twins start to fuss...guess what mom? We are hungry too! I got all of 3 bites in, thinking of how hungry I was, I couldn't remember what the last meal I had today was...bad bad bad! It's like the boys have a radar, mom is about to eat, I think we should too! I need to be eating every 3 hours! Maybe I should take some eating tips from my boys, they seem to have all figured out. Sooo I had to stop eating, change a couple diapers, sit on the couch and get my boys fed. I'm becoming quite the pro at multitasking though, so as they were eating so was I. What's a little syrup on a baby's head? Kidding!

Okay so I know the powdered sugar and syrup is not the "clean eating" I am trying to do, but I am proud with the rest of this dish. I LOVE crepes and I LOVE this recipe that I stole from a Pintrest post. The recipe I followed can be found at this blog: Six Sisters' Stuff . I changed it sightly. Below is how I made these crepes.

2/3 cup oat flour
1/3 cup white flour
4 egg whites
1/2 cup milk
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons butter
1 teaspoon vanilla extract 
Dash of cinnamon
Fresh Strawberries


Since I have to make the oat flour I usually just mix it all together in my food processor. All at once. Heat up a pan, spray cooking spray on it, pour the batter in the middle of the pan then move the pan around so that the batter spreads thin across the pan. Before you flip the crepe make sure the bottom side is a light brown. Cook the other side and remove. I then put fresh strawberries (or whatever filling you like) into the middle and roll it up. Repeat until the batter is gone and serve! Yummmmy! I am going to experiment with using coconut oil instead of butter next time. This will make this recipe cleaner.

I'm learning that eating clean does not mean that your meals have to be boring or bland. There are so many yummy healthy foods out there.

On being a SAHM

My days no longer start at 5:30am with a shower, a leisure breakfast catching up on my shows, doing my hair, putting on makeup, and heading to work...

They go a little like this: around 2am babies start to stir, we (my hubby is a great help :)) wake up change diapers, I feed babies for about 20 minutes, we burp and hold babies up for another 15-20 minutes because they have reflux, wrap them back up and crawl into bed. Then around 5am I do it all over again, and hubby goes to work. This time instead of going back to bed I take this two hour gap to get ready if I can. I eat, watch some tv, shower and do my best to get dressed and ready for the day before they wake up, because I know the next time they are up for a feeding they won't go back to sleep until after the following feeding.

Why do I even take the time to get ready if I know I'll be spending my ENTIRE day inside? Doing my hair and putting on makeup helps me feel human somewhat. I want to not look sloppy when my hubby gets home from work. Even though I know I won't be leaving the house it just helps me feel like "me". My house feels like a mess, so if I can at least take care of me in the morning I feel like I accomplished something.

Being a Stay at Home Mom is no joke. I'm constantly reminded if the things I need to do around the house because I stare at them all day, but I'm exhausted when I do have the chance to get to them. I know that this stage won't last forever, my boys are only 10 weeks old. I do enjoy every moment I have with them, these are precious times that are fleeting. Babies grow and change all too quickly.

That's it for now, until next time... I'll be baby wrangling (as my hubby puts it).