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Veronica in the amazing overalls
that Bubba made for Christmas |
Since I'm still feeling crummy from this stomach bug, I've decided to wait to tackle the next installment of our Christmas excitement. Instead I'll give you this compilation of the many blog posts I've started, but not completed, recently. For good measure, I'll throw in some snaps of the girls from yesterday.
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Why yes, Clarissa is wearing a sun hat.
In December. In Bubba's kitchen. |
I have settled on a new year's resolution. It's not really fair to claim it as my own, since Clarissa, Veronica, and Steve will all be very involved. I have set a goal to have the gals potty trained by their second birthday (May 17th). Having been born 6 1/2 weeks early and being as small as they are for their age, I know it's quite possible that Veronica and Clarissa may not be 100 percent physically ready to be completely potty trained by their birthday, so I'm trying to be realistic. I know they may still have accidents, but if the training part of things can be done by then, I'll consider it a success.
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Veronica, on the other hand, opted for a turtleneck,
two sweaters, a winter coat and a knit hat |
We had made some unexpected progress back in November. Both of the girls successfully went number one using the potty chair and Veronica went number two. Then came the fun, excitement, and chaos of the holidays. Along with baking, and eating, Christmas cookies, lots of visits to Bubba's house, and lots of playing with family came inconsistent eating and sleeping schedules, a cold, and much laziness on my part. But after January 1st comes a return to balanced meals, normal naps and with a little luck, good health, and that means that regular practice using the potty will be much easier to fit into the day. Four and a half months of practice should be long enough, right?

My other resolution is much more typical. You know the one about eating better? Yes, I'd like to lose some weight. Yes, I'd like to get back into running. But mostly I'd like to have a healthier diet, so I can be a better example for my cookie gobbling twins. And I know that starting by eating better will give me more energy, which will (fingers crossed) lead to more exercise. The word on the street is that a healthy diet and exercise tends to be the path to a healthy weight.
My second resolution is where all of you come in. I'm thinking about another recipe series for the month of January. My thought is that I would share healthful, vegan versions of favorite comfort foods. Is there a meal that you love and want a vegan recipe for? Just to get a little holiday break, I'm going to post these recipes on even days of the month, so you can find the first recipe here next Monday.
Now on to that envy thing I mentioned. I read many blogs. Lately, it feels like the bloggers I love most are trying to torture me. Two of my regular reads are currently featuring new four-legged family members. Steve and I have firmly decided to wait until the girls are in school, before we get a dog. That said,
Kerry and
Danielle better be generous with the puppy pictures!
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| Veronica and me |
My other envy comes from all the bloggers I love who are pregnant right now. I counted. I follow five blogs written by women who will be giving birth between April and June of 2012. Don't get me wrong, I will not be having any more babies. I hope our family will grow, with the help of adoption. This will not be in the near future. We have much research to do and so much more money to save before adoption will be something we pursue. It's hard for me, though. I have felt a little cheated out of the magical pregnancy experience I imagined. For me, pregnancy was a whole lot of vomit and feeling miserable. I couldn't wait for the days when I would waddle, when I'd be big as a house. When pregnancy would be happiness rather than constant nausea. Then seven and a half months rolled around, the puking had just stopped, and there I was with two little pumpkins in the NICU. There was no waddling, no crazy-huge belly. I wouldn't change anything, of course, because the trade off was two healthy babies, but that doesn't mean that I don't have pregnancy envy. So for now I will try hard to live vicariously through my blogger friends, rather than feeling jealous. And I will look at pictures or my sweet girls, sleeping contentedly in Bubba's arms and I will be happy.
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| Bubba and Veronica |