The Beeston Family

Yesterday, Billy received an e-mail accepting him into an anesthesia rotation at Doctor's Hospital in Columbus, Ohio, from April 19 to May 14. It is a wonderful opportunity that will be very beneficial when the time comes for applying for residency. The only problem is that he will be gone for a whole month. I am considering going out there with him, but there are a few things I need to think about.

If I go with him,
We will be able to spend our anniversary (4/28) and my birthday (5/6) together.
We will see each other every night.
I will be able to visit the area and decide if this is a place we might want to consider living in.

If I stay here,
We will save money on food, since we receive help from the government.
We will save money on rent, because it would cost us $52 a night to stay close to the hospital.
Billy could stay with a resident, who could possibly help him to get into the residency program.

So, I don't know what to do... Any suggestions?

Logan and Taylor still tire easily when they breastfeed, so I still breastfeed them for 10-15 minutes at each feeding then supplement with a bottle (filled with pumped breast milk).
Last night, after I had breastfed him, I put Taylor down on his Boppy pillow so that I could get his bottle ready. When I got back to him after a few minutes, he was asleep. Thinking that if he wasn't completely full, he'd wake me up before his normal 1 a.m. feeding, I woke him up to feed him some more. He resisted it for at least 10 minutes, but I kept insisting, so he gave in and ate a little. After 20 minutes, he had only eaten 1 oz., so I kept insisting until he had eaten 3 oz. He took him over an hour, but he did it.
I should know by now that if he resists eating, it usually means that he doesn't feel good or is simply not hungry. While I was burping him, OF COURSE, he spit up A LOT. So instead of spending 15 minutes feeding him until he was obviously full, I ended up spending close to two hours trying to get him to eat more, changing his pajamas, holding him until he felt better, and cleaning up the mess. Talk about getting more sleep, huh? I should really know... since it's not the first time it has happened... hopefully this was the last...

P.S. As of Oct. 10, I AM BACK TO MY PRE-PREGNANCY WEIGHT!

These last couple of weeks, I have been giving Logan and Taylor about 15 minutes of "tummy-time" every day.

Logan doesn't seem to really "get it" yet. He just kind of lays there, with his head down, or licking the blankie.

I hate to complain to people, so I'm going to complain to my blog.
Everywhere the babies and I go, we get stopped by random people asking the same questions and giving the same comments.
"How old are your babies?" "Oh my, twins! Do you get any sleep?" "You look really good for having had twins!" "Double trouble!"
I didn't think I would mind, but it is getting really old. And now people are getting sick, so I just don't want them talking to me.
There is no room for my bulky stroller inside certain stores. Grocery stores are fine, but clothing stores, and even Babies 'R Us, have no space for us to travel.
And not every store/office has automatic doors, which makes it really hard to go places. The worst are probably my apartment and the church building, but I can't expect them to replace the doors for my convenience.
Wow, I feel much better letting that out. Thanks for listening.

Sometimes I think that Taylor could sleep through the night,... if it wasn't for Logan waking up because he wants to eat. And then sometimes I think that Logan could sleep through the night,... if it wasn't for Taylor waking up because he wants to eat. The end result is the same, though; no one is sleeping through the night, not Taylor, not Logan, not Billy, and not me.

I have to say that there has been some improvement, though;
6:30 p.m. Logan took his bath.
6:45 p.m. Taylor took his bath.
7:00 p.m. I fed Logan, changed his diaper, and put him down.
8:00 p.m. I fed Taylor, changed his diaper, and put him down.
9:00 p.m. Billy and I spent some hubby-wifey time.
1:00 a.m. Logan woke up to eat, then Taylor. We were finished by 2:45 a.m. (They're both slow eaters.)
4:30 a.m. Taylor woke up to eat, then Logan. Billy was finished by 6:30 a.m. (There was some spitting up.)

So yeah, they slept for 5 hours that first part of the night. It's a whole lot better than 3 hours. I think we're getting there. Hopefully by the end if the month they'll sleep through the night. I can't let myself be too hopeful, though.

No, I am not announcing that baby #3 is on the way... but someone did ask me the other day when I think I'd be ready for another baby. Are you serious?!?! I have two 2-months-old babies!!! I think it'll take me twice as long (if not more) as any other mom to get newborn/pregnancy amnesia - you know, when you forget what it's like to get up every 3 hours to feed, try to calm down an inconsolable baby, or throw up as soon as you get out of bed for 3 months.
When Billy and I got married, we decided that we wanted all of our kids to be 1 1/2 year apart... We are now rethinking our decision... Maybe 3 years (or more) would be more reasonable. At least Logan and Taylor would be a little more helpful. We also decided that since he wanted 8 kids and I wanted 4, we'd settle for 6... Once again we are now rethinking our decision... Maybe 2 wouldn't be so bad after all. Logan and Taylor will be BFF anyway, so they won't need another sibling.
I'm sure that as time goes by, I'll laugh at how ridiculous this blog entry sounds. Of course I'm going to want more kids, eventually. It'll just take me a while, a long while. But I can't be thinking about this now. There is plenty to keep me busy now.

As of today, October 1, 2009, Logan is 20 inches 3/4 (2.32%) and weighs 9 lb 10 oz (11.98%). He is on his way to triple his birth weight, which was 4 lb 13 oz.

As for Taylor, he is 19 inches 1/2 (0.04%) and weighs 8 lb 5 oz. (2.45%). It seems crazy to think that just 2 months ago, he weighed a little less a gallon of milk, at 4 lb. 4 oz.

What I'm looking forward to this upcoming month: more sleep (for them and for me)