What day is it? Where are we? Who are all these kids in our house? We are slowly emerging from the fog (that’s a lie, we are still very much in a fog), and since we last left you, the Twinschitls are 4 months older and a Little Schitl has joined the madness! Check out our new blog banner, courtesy of Auntie Katie!
Out of fairness to the ladies, since this WAS their blog to begin with, we won’t let Little Schitl steal their thunder until later on in this post. So what have N & B been up to? We’re going to be super efficient and give you the last 4 months in pictures. =)
We have continued to bring the girls out into the GDP (great dirty public) on the regular. It’s been pretty liberating for mom and dad, and has given the girls a chance to show us their creative genius on occasion.
We’ve learned that along with age comes responsibility.
We’ve tried to give them more responsibility in the kitchen, but all we get is microwaved silverware, sauteed ice cream, and baked grapes.
The girls got their first hard-soled shoes (yeah, we waited a long time on that one).
The girls’ personalities continue to blossom. Even though we’re a few days from their 2nd birthdays, they decided months ago they were going to start “practicing” being two.
We kind of treat tantrums like seizures around here. Just move dangerous objects out of the way, loosen any tight clothing, and make sure they don’t swallow their tongues.
With reminders to “use their words” we can usually get the screamfests turned down a notch.
Here’s a little Nora, tellin’ it like it is:
Telling a bedtime story:
And both girls getting a workout in:
We’re really hoping to someday have a little Hans and Franz on our hands.
You may or may not remember that just under 2 years ago, Nora and Bryn were getting weekly eye exams in the NICU because they both had ROP (retinopathy of prematurity). Luckily, both left the hospital with their eye issues resolved, but with orders to follow up in a year. So back we went, and both checked out great!
Before school was out (and before mom popped), the girls visited mom at work! Her students took their job of showing Nora and Bryn the first grade ropes very seriously.
It was shortly after this that BW3 decided he couldn’t wait for school to be out to make his arrival. At 37 weeks, B-dubs got sick of mama’s uterus (the feeling was mutual) and 3 days before school was out, he started his funny business. I had some pretty labor-ish-feeling contractions that morning, but thought maybe I could get a little more work done (ha!) if I went to school maybe for just a half day. Nick thought this was a bad idea, but I decided to try my luck and we both headed to work. My coworkers were also appalled at my decision, and pretty much threw me out of the building and told me to go have a friggin’ baby. An hour later we were both driving to the hospital, ready to find out of BW3 had a penis or a vagina! That was the morning of June 3rd. Little B-dubs didn’t finally agree to the uterus eviction until June 4th though (and I may remind him of this on June 3rd every year for the rest of his life). Oops–spoiler alert! “His!” Yep, BW3 did indeed have a penis. =)
Nick would not let this blog post go to press without making sure I told everyone that he caught the baby. He says “delivered.” I say “caught.” Lest we paint an unclear picture of exactly what went down in that 24 hours.
But seriously, Nick was a stellar labor coach and an excellent wide receiver. Thanks to him, Brecken Hilarius Windschitl did not hit the floor during his big entrance. Nick also wants everyone who has not caught a baby to know that babies are really slippery, and not just anyone can catch a baby. It takes skill.
We’ll let the pictures do the talking from here.
It was super weird to have a baby and then take it right home from the hospital 2 days later. Kind of felt like we were stealing a baby.
Honeymoon’s over. =)
Nora & Bryn have been very helpful at home.
And oh yeah–we had to buy a minivan. It was a sad, sad day.
Holy shit. We have 3 kids and a minivan.
The rest of the summer has been flying by and Nick and I can’t believe how lucky we are to both be home all summer with our family of 5 (OMG…family of 5).
Minus a few minor hiccups, we couldn’t have asked for a better summer.
Thanks to everyone who has brought us meals, gifts, visits…we can’t believe your awesomeness continues after multiple babies. Almost makes us want to have another one! (Almost).