Hard to believe, but John Kyle and Mack are fifteen months old today!
I know I've been negligent on updating on them, and I feel pretty awful about that. There's just so, so much busy with them, that I too often forget to pull back the lens and reflect on where we are in the moment. And the reason I haven't been posting regular updates on them is the exact reason why I should be!
But as my friend Laura says, it's always good to start where you are.
My last official update was when they were 11 months old. They sure enough did turn a year old on February 7th! That day actually hit all of us pretty hard as their birthday and the weeks that followed held many happy memories of Kyle's dad. I think it took all of us by surprise that their first birthday would be such a mix of happiness and grief.
As we moved into their second year of life, all of the old toddler joys and toddler sorrows came back to me, this time doubled of course. John Kyle started walking right around their 11th month birthday, but Mack didn't start until he was 13 months, so that helped me kind of ease into the craziness.
Mealtimes have been a breeze with them ... well, a breeze in that they are remarkably adventurous eaters. Mealtime clean-up has been ... not a breeze.
When they turned 13 months old, I think both of them REALLY started to come alive in their own personalities. Of course, a lot of the personality quirks we had seen from the start are still there, they just make more sense in a human context instead of a baby one.
Mack is still charming and laid-back. He's definitely the follower of the pair:
It has been INCREDIBLY fascinating to observe how they play together. They don't fight as much as you would think two toddlers would. Of course, they get into property wars here and there, but mostly they just want to be in the same part of the house, doing the same thing, all the time:
I have to say when they hit fourteen months is when I really, really, for REAL hit my stride as a mom of multiples. Longer, predictable naptimes has helped a LOT. Less night wakings (for the most part) helps a lot, too. I don't know if this would be encouraging or devastating to moms-to-be-of-multiples, but I think it was around the fourteen month mark when the shock of having twins finally, completely wore off.
Or maybe it's actually just that the days are so busy now, I don't have time to think about it anymore!
Because the shock has finally worn off, I am FINALLY able to see what other moms of multiples of have told me from the start, that observing the bond between the two of them is nothing short of magic. I know that bond will grow over time, and I know it will be tested in a multitude of ways, but observing them in action together is just truly like nothing I've ever known:
I am 1000% percent grateful for our big fenced-in backyard. I know we will be LIVING out there in the months to come. They both love the outdoors, and I am so looking forward to living out the legends of being a Boy Mom that have been filling up my heart for so long.
Oh, y'all. It's so incredibly hard to believe that one year ago they were these little baldies:
(and if nothing else, this post has convinced me I have GOT to get more pictures of them. No matter how blurry, no matter how bad the composition, and no matter how busy we are ... there is no excuse!)