I am flying solo this week. My mom, who usually helps me out 2-3 time a week tagged along with my dad who had to go to San Diego for work. I would not have been nervous if it wasn't for monday. I hate mondays to begin with because now it feels like our days with the hubs are so short and I love having his help and him seeing the kids show off their new talents that he may not have seen during the week. However, yesterdays monday was just awful.
I have now firmly decided we are in the beginning stages of teething. With twins, another fun part is to see which one goes through a growth spurt, or shots, or anything first and how they handle it and I think Nixon has won the battle for first to teeth. For my normal happy - mostly easy babes, this sucks. I don't know what to do to console him {I don't believe in orajel or baby tylenol just for teething} and we are still debating on amber necklaces {an all natural necklace made up of amber that release into the body when the babes warm skin heats the necklace} He has started this really fun high pitch scream and it just breaks my heart to hear.
I believe my moby wrap is going to get some amazing use this week and hopefully I will find some way to console my babe.
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