Twin boys birthday party themes

Trying to find a theme for the boys has been driving me nuts. Here is the short list:

A Teddybear’s picnic
Thing 1 Thing 2 (Dr Seuss)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles
2 colours (blue and orange)
Monkey and Lion Cub
Frog and Snails
Dots and stripes
Double Trouble
M and L (the first letters of their names)

I am leaning more to the teddybear’s picnic theme because I figure this is the only party that I can really do a “cute” theme. After this it is going to get more and more boyish.

If you go out in the woods today
You’re sure of a big surprise.
If you go out in the woods today
You’d better go in disguise.

For every bear that ever there was
Will gather there for certain, because
Today’s the day the teddy bears have their picnic.

Picnic time for teddy bears,
The little teddy bears are having a lovely time today.
Watch them, catch them unawares,
And see them picnic on their holiday.
See them gaily dance about.
They love to play and shout.
And never have any cares.
At six o’clock their mommies and daddies
Will take them home to bed
Because they’re tired little teddy bears.

I want to get the boys used to giving away old toys when they get new toys at birthdays and Christmas, so my idea is that everyone who comes brings an old or new teddy that, with the boys’ old toys, will be donated to a children’s home. This year I think we will give to the Tshwane Place of Safety.

It will be lovely having a big grassy area with blankets put out to sit on. I don’t know if we will do organised games as the boys are still too small so maybe just a jumping castle for the bigger kids. I can put out crayons and teddybear colouring-in sheets.

I saw some edible food colouring markers which might be fun to use to draw faces on the teddybear sandwiches. I have lots of ideas for a whole bunch of teddy bear themed food. I’ll make cupcakes for the boys cake. Decorated with their names and teddies.

I’m actually quite excited about this.

Typing this post out has actually made me very sure that a Teddybear’s picnic is the way to go.


Antidepressants and vitamins

I recently wrote about how I was feeling off even though I am taking antidepressants. Well here is a little update. I’m feeling much better. The solution was simple enough…remember to take my vitamins.

I am in the alternative and complementary healthcare field and I should know better. For goodness sake how many time have I recommended that people take supplements when stressed and suffering from low mood. The effect of Omega 3 and B vitamins is known to help with stress.

I was in a vicious circle. I was tired because I got to bed too late. Because I was late to bed I was too tired to count out all Dear Wife’s and my pills. Because I wasn’t taking my usual vitamin supplements I was tired. And so on.

I have often wondered if vitamins really make any difference at all. There is such a huge discrepancy between the quality of various products on the market. Some work much better than others, or so the marketing says.

Well I can definitely say that taking a multi-vitamin really has made a difference for me. I no longer feel flat and tired. My memory is improving and my overall mood has definitely evened out. I’m am feeling more normal.

I’m so glad the fix for my problem was a minor adjustment.

If I notice my mood deteriorate again I will definitely go see a psychiatrist.

9 month update

The boys turned 9 months old last Tuesday. They have been the centre of my universe for 40 weeks! Which is 2 weeks longer than I carried them for. Amazing!

Watching the boys develop is incredible. It happens so quickly. Within 2 weeks both boys were crawling and to my utter surprise Monkey was the one who started crawling first.

Monkey has also mastered picking small pieces of food and putting them in his mouth. His pincer grip is very good, poor Lion Cub still uses his hand and as such ends up covering himself and the kitchen in puffs and cereal.

Lion Cub has two teeth, both his bottom incisors have come out. Monkey shows no sign of teeth yet but he is still eating better than LC.

LC is so good at mimicry. DW taught him how to make lip smacking noises and Ouma taught him to make aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa noises by tapping her hand over his mouth while he makes a noise. It is too damn cute. I promise I’ll try put a video up.

Monkey is the reincarnation of Evil Knieval. He climbs on everything, UP, ONTO STUFF. This child is giving me grey hairs. He also keeps bumping his head and is constantly covered in bruises. Poor nunu!

Their favourites: Oupa! Going outside, rainbow puffs, rice cakes, yogurt, noisy toys, scaring mommy, hugs, BATH TIME, when Mama gets home, Monkey – rough and tumble play, LC – cuddles and sitting in Mommy’s lap.

Eating is going well. I haven’t yet found anything that the boys won’t eat. LC’s new favourite food ever is macaroni cheese with tomato sauce. Other favourites are dried mango (still), rainbow pops cereal, provitas, Nestle cereal bars, rice cakes and anything else they can feed themselves.

The boys have finally started holding their own bottles. Lazy little things. Funnily it left me rather sad. As they become more and more independent I am so relieved on one hand and another part of me rebels at their lessening reliance on me. It is bitter sweet watching your babies grow and “need” you less. Ofcourse I understand the way they need me changes and they will always need their mommy, but it feels strange that our interactions are changing after 9 long months where the majority of the time I had to fulfil their every need.

I must say I am loving, LOVING this stage. I love watching them figure things out, how they stare intently at something in order to understand what it is and how it works.

They are incredible little souls who remind me on a daily basis that life is indeed a miracle.

Biker boys

Biker boys

This is one of the photos from the photoshoot my sister booked for my granny’s birthday.

Double trouble

Double trouble

Baby bomb

Baby bomb

My poor lounge looks like a toy store exploded in it. It takes the boys about 5 minutes to get it like this.

Four years of bliss

At the end of the month Dear Wife and I celebrate our 4th wedding anniversary.

What a wonderful 4 years it has been. I can’t believe how blessed we are. We have such a wonderful life together, we have two beautiful children and we live in abundance.

When celebrating our amazing life my thoughts often turn to other people around the world who don’t have the right to get married. It makes me sad that I get to experience a joy that is denied to others.

I wouldn’t even bother to argue against all the various religious aspects of why homosexuality is wrong. Instead I try to live my life as a testament, showing how beautiful our relationship and family is.

Our wedding was presided over by an ordained minister and I truly believe that our union is blessed.
We were blessed with the two most beautiful twin boys.
We are a normal family, with all the same worries and concerns as any other.
Our families love and validate us and our relationship.
We are members of a mainstream Anglican church, where we are welcomed and acknowledged by the rest of the community.
We are raising our children with Christian values and within the Christian faith.
We are exhausted just like any other new parents and despite that try to do the very best for our children.
Our boys have loving parents who love them and each other.
I would give my life to protect my family.
We pay a bond, do grocery shopping, argue occasionally, make up, cuddle on the couch, go for walks, dance around the kitchen to Ella Fitzgerald, have bad days, have good days…

Are we so different from you and your family?

I firmly believe it is easier to hate what you don’t know, and what you don’t understand. I hope that our family gives a face to what gay marriage (or as I like to call it marriage) can be like.

My hope is that every person in the world will be given the opportunity to live as happily (or unhappily, as some marriages may be) ever after with the person they choose irrespective of the gender of their partner.

Wow this post took an unexpectedly serious turn.

One of those weeks

This post is late…I started typing it and saved it to drafts and just didn’t have time to finish it.

So sorry for being quiet over the last week. It was one of THOSE weeks. Angel Nanny had to take leave on Monday because her sister-in-law passed away. Tuesday was spent tying up a few last lose ends for my research proposal. Wednesday I had to do some grocery shopping. Thursday was a public holiday, Dear Wife and I had a wonderful day together. Friday Angel Nanny took a leave day (which she had organised with us ages ago). So two days of being home alone with the boys meant that very little else got done.

Weekends tend to be rather busy. This weekend we went to celebrate my granny’s birthday. She is 81! My goodness time has flown. I spent a large part of my childhood living with my grandparents. It is really hard to watch them grow old and frail. I know my time left with them is limited and running out quickly, it leaves me feeling sick to my stomach. I can’t imagine a world without them in it.

My sister book a photoshoot with the awesome Tanya for my Granny’s birthday. We all got together for family photos. Four generations together. The process of posed photos with the boys was exhausting, but since Granny has to be hooked up to an oxygen machine permanently there wasn’t a chance for the usual spontaneous photography that Tanya usually does.

For some reason my mood has been in steady decline over the last few weeks. At first I thought it was just PMS, but that wasn’t it and I’m getting to the point of wondering if my antideps have stopped working. Is that possible?

I have so many blog post that I want to type and am really struggling to find the time and energy.

You can look forward too:
A great recipe for baby macaroni cheese with tomato sauce,
The boys 9 month update,
Another instalment of Operation Makeover, and
Party plans for the boys’ first birthday.