Every Wink Counts

B. Q. (Before Quadruplets), I blissfully enjoyed a solid eight uninterrupted hours of sleep each night.  Plus, I almost always snagged a quick power nap when I arrived home from work.  On the weekends, George and I routinely enjoyed leisurely mornings, sleeping past our usual alarm clock wakings.  Oh how I loved sleep!

While I was pregnant with the quadruplets, I adopted the sleeping habits of a house cat (i.e. I slept more hours in a 24 hour period than I was awake).  After delivery, I was in for a rude awakening when my sleep habits were forced into a tailspin. Even while the babies were in the NICU, I woke around the clock to pump for them.  For me, sleep occurred in two hour bursts at best.  I was astonished that it was even possible to function on such little sleep. I was “functioning”, but that was about it.  Some days it was surprising that I accomplished anything.  With such poor quality sleep, I found myself doing goofy things such as wearing my sweater backwards to work, speaking incoherent rubbish, and forgetting to refrigerate the milk I pumped in the night.  Having four babies in the NICU was exhausting and brutal for sleep, but once they arrived home matters did not improve.  With four babies home, George and I woke together round the clock to feed and care for them.  We found our Keurig coffee maker to be our most beloved appliance.  I never drank coffee B. Q., but found myself dependent upon just one cup to manage early morning feedings and such (I still have a coffee habit that I may never shake).

Out of pure necessity, to restore one of our most precious commodities, George and I sleep trained the babies when they were about four months old.  After many grueling sleepless nights, we once again slept in longer than three hour intervals.  We even clocked a minimum of six hours per night without disruption!  Soon they began sleeping well over eight hours per night without bothering us.  Still, they are fantastic sleepers, generally snoozing 11-12 hours without so much as a peep.  That does not imply that we are sleeping 12 hours, or even the eight we desire.  Having toddlers in our home means that few chores, or anything leisurely occurs during their wake time hours.  All day long, we are working to care for them and provide an enriching environment.  Once they are safely tucked into their cribs each night, George and I have much to accomplish.  Around 8:00 pm, we enjoy our dinner together then tick off a few chores before we can hopefully relax with a television show or novel.  Most nights, our bedtime is around 11:00 pm, and occasionally we don’t even pad off to bed until close to midnight, only to wake in the morning to four bright eyed toddlers.  I would love to sleep a luxurious eight or more hours per night, but at this point it’s unlikely.  As a result, George and I fiercely try to preserve the sanctity of the precious winks we do get each night.  I was ecstatic when Silksleep offered to let me try one of their 100% pure mulberry silk sleep masks.

I always think its a treat to get something from overseas, especially when it comes from "Royal Mail".  It makes me feel cultured or something.

I always think its a treat to get something from overseas, especially when it comes from “Royal Mail”. It makes me feel cultured or something.

I think the Ivory silk with chocolate trim has a sophisticated appearance.

I think the Ivory silk with chocolate trim has a sophisticated appearance, and I really like the black bag for storage.  Goodness knows I don’t want little fingers tampering with my mask.

Back in the days when George and I traveled, I always packed a sleep mask and miniature fan in my suitcase for good measure.  When you’re away from home you can never count on having an environment conducive to sleep, but white noise and darkness generally help.  Whenever I know someone admitted to the hospital (especially for an extended stay), I bring them a sleep mask and ear plugs if they do not have one because hospitals are notoriously bright and loud.   I certainly appreciated those two things during my brief stint in the hospital.  However, I never once considered wearing a sleep mask in the comfort of my home.  And, the sleep mask I previously owned was some cheap cloth with elastic from a discount retailer.  I always thought our bedroom was perfectly arranged for good sleep, but Silksleep changed my opinion.

The night my Silksleep mask arrived was ideal for my first experience with it.  Earlier in the day, I took the quads for a play date with the Bell Quad Squad, and needless to say I was completely drained of energy.  Play dates are fantastic for the quads and me, but eight babies have a way of zapping even the most lively person of energy.  To relax my mind, I read a chapter of my Sophie Kinsella novel then asked George to snap a picture of me before calling it a night.

For my first night test driving my Silksleep mask, I thought my "Got Quads" t-shirt was apropos.

For my first night test driving my Silksleep mask, I thought my “Got Quads” t-shirt was apropos.

I found it nearly impossible to take a picture with the numbers visible on my alarm clock.  If you squint a bit, you may notice it says 11:31 pm.  That's typically about the time I turn in for the night.  Late.

I found it nearly impossible to take a picture with the numbers visible on my alarm clock. If you squint a bit, you may notice it says 11:31 pm. That’s typically about the time I turn in for the night. Late.

The first night wearing my Silksleep mask was divine!  I was totally exhausted and drifted right off to sleep almost immediately.  I woke the next morning still wearing it and feeling refreshed.

If there’s one thing that always makes us appreciate how well our babies sleep, it’s rough ones.  Thanks to stuffy noses and teething, the past week hasn’t been conducive to sleep.  The quads have literally taken turns ensuring George and I find our sleep interrupted at least two or three times per night.  The challenge of waking from a deep slumber to tend to a baby is getting back to sleep.  My sleep mask proved very helpful in returning to sleep.  When I go to bed I’m usually unaware of all the lights illuminating our bedroom.  The street lights spill through the curtains and all of our various electronic devices shed green hues about the room.  In the wee hours of the morning, these lights are glaringly intrusive to returning to sleep, but my Silksleep mask blocked it all out, allowing me to return to a peaceful state faster.  With so many nights of babies going bump in the night, I found myself needing a bit of a power nap while they take their afternoon nap.  My Silksleep mask is fantastic for that too!  No better way to block out the afternoon sunshine than with a mask!  I’m hopeful that the babies’ stuffy noses will soon heal and their teeth will finally erupt so we all get back to our sleep utopia.  However, I’ve been really pleased with my sleep mask especially for those pesky middle of the night wakings and much needed naps.  Even the night I slept without disruptions, I believe my mask helped me maintain a peaceful sleep.

I haven’t had my mask long enough to attest to this yet, but Silksleep’s masks are designed to help skin retain moisture and reduce the appearance of fine lines.  Given my state of sleep deprivation, I’m certainly hopeful!  I dutifully slather on eye cream before heading off to bed.

What measures do you take to help ensure a good night’s rest?

P. S. If you’d like to try one of Silksleep’s luxurious sleep masks or any of their other silk bed linens (they have an array of bed linens and other sleep accessories), they are extending a special offer: 10% off orders from our readers.  Simply enter ADORE10 as a promotional code at checkout.

I would like to extend a special thank you to Silksleep for providing me with one of their 100% silk sleep masks for review.  I received no other compensation and all opinions expressed are 100% my own.

The Little Things Thursdays: Installment #34

In honor of Thursday, it’s time to link up with A Beautiful Ruckus as we recall the little things that brightened our week.

1.  Three times is a charm for scheduling quad play dates.  Since our quad buddies, The Bell Quad Squad, settled into their new home, we’ve been trying to arrange a play date.  Thanks to toddler hood and increased outings, both sets of quads have gotten a few colds, causing us to postpone.  On Monday, it FINALLY happened!  I brought the babies for their first play date in the Bell Romper room (e.g. amazing, over sized quad-proof living room).   The babies and I always enjoy time outside of our home, exploring new places.  There’s no place better to visit than the home of other multiples.  The Bell home is equipped with everything we need from four pack ‘n’ plays to a quad table.  Plus, other parents of multiples are tolerant of multiples.  For example, Amber wasn’t ruffled when three of my four screamed bloody murder after being put down for nap.  Amber and I really enjoyed each other’s company and have exciting plans for another play date in the near future.  Stay tuned for that!

The Quad Squad has many familiar toys and some novel ones too.  The babies enjoyed playing with this toy, which is identical to one we used to have (I got antsy and purged it a few months ago).  They LOVED seeing it again.

The Quad Squad has many familiar toys and some novel ones too. The babies enjoyed playing with this toy, which is identical to one we used to have (I got antsy and purged it a few months ago). They LOVED seeing it again.

Capturing four toddlers in a single picture proved impossible.  This was my best attempt.  I spy seven babies and it looks like total mayhem.

Capturing four toddlers in a single picture proved impossible. This was my best attempt. I spy seven babies and it looks like total mayhem.

For lunch time, each set of quads took turns in the quad table.  I thought it was cute how they peered at each other through the bars on the fence as if they were jailbirds.

For lunch time, each set of quads took turns in the quad table. I thought it was cute how they peered at each other through the bars on the fence as if they were jailbirds.

2.  With the promise of fall weather coming, I brought the babies’ fall clothing boxes down, washed and sorted everything.  My friend, Jen, helped me work on the girls portion Tuesday and I was incredibly thankful for that!  I started going batty trying to match twin sets, coordinated outfits, and sort by size and gender.  With each seasonal change, I find the task of clothing transitions daunting.  At the same time, I am overjoyed with the generosity of our friends and family who clothe our babies with gifts and hand-me-downs.  We are abundantly blessed by others, and in turn we are able to share our things with many other families behind us.

As I sorted, babies had fun jumping onto the clothes pile and carrying items away.  Harper was a willing model to try new sizes from our fall collection.

As I sorted, babies had fun jumping onto the clothes pile and carrying items away. Harper was a willing model to try new sizes from our fall collection.

3.  We order many things for our home online these days so we are no stranger to UPS boxes.  This week, I was delighted to find an unexpected delivery all the way from Italy.  My mom’s cousin, Debbie, sent us these stunning blown glass turtle figurines.  She told us that she spotted them in a store front window and immediately recalled our sea turtle story.  There’s nothing that warms my heart more than when seeing sea turtles remind others of our story.

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I found the perfect place for our new turtles in the entry way below our family portraits.

4. Since Mason’s plagiocephaly was corrected by his DOC band, he was given a formal assessment by Early Childhood Intervention this morning.  I was so proud of our little man.  He worked very hard to follow directions and scored within his age range or above in all areas.  Therefore, he’s graduated from Early Childhood Intervention services!  Hooray!!!

What brought you joy this week?

hugs,

Amber

P.S. I’d like to extend a thank you to the Itz, Reese, Clements, McKenzie, Lawson, and Parr families for sharing their clothes with us!  You should be seeing some of your clothes show up on our babies in the near future.

The Little Things Thursdays: Installment #33

Since today is Thursday, it’s time to link up with Rebecca at A Beautiful Ruckus for the Little Things Thursdays.  Each week, we take time to reflect upon some of the small things that made the week special.

1. Today the babies and I took a field trip to visit my Grandma at her home.  It was no easy feat getting the four of them and myself ready to leave the house, but it was totally worth it.  We came to visit Grandma, but brightened the day of the other residents in the process.  Mom and I strolled the babies through the dining room during lunch stopping just a minute to chat with each table.  I don’t think the residents could have been more happy to see the babies.  Mom told me they seemed much more spry and delighted than on a typical day.  Hearing that made my day. I thought it was really cute how the residents asked appropriate questions such as the babies names, ages, and whether they could walk.  Not one person asked if the babies were “natural”, that was refreshing.

The babies clearly enjoyed soaking up all the attention.  Even the boys flashed toothy grins and waved Miss America fashion.  One of the sweet ladies, honored us by giving a treasured Blessed Mary medallion to keep in the babies’ nurseries.  She told me she kept it nearly 50 years and was waiting to find someone to bless with it, and she chose us.  Very special indeed!

The parakeets were an entertaining amenity at Grandma's place.

The parakeets were an entertaining amenity at Grandma’s place.

After our visit in the dining room, we let the babies loose in Grandmas room to burn off some energy.  Oh how the babies LOVE seeing their reflection in a mirror.  When they spotted Grandma's mirror, they each darted to it.

After our visit in the dining room, we let the babies loose in Grandmas room to burn off some energy. Oh how the babies LOVE seeing their reflection in a mirror. When they spotted Grandma’s mirror, they each darted to it.

Grandma kissed each baby on the forehead as we bid our farewells.

Grandma kissed each baby on the forehead as we bid our farewells.

2. We’ve been working very hard on teaching the babies to make environmental and animal sounds.  They don’t all have all the animal sounds, but they’ve each mastered a few.  I compiled a short video of each baby demonstrating their favorite animal sound.

3. George and I took the babies to Costco last week and found our favorite Sherpa blanket on sale for $15.  We bought one a few years ago that we LOVE, but it’s getting a bit tatty.  We decided it was prudent to snag another.  When I spread it out on the rug, the babies all snuggled up in it togehter.  Even they knew it was far more plush than the old one.

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4. What’s not to love about this picture???

George was sitting on the couch with Mason when Rylin signed, "please" to join them.  Before we knew it all four wanted to be there with him.

George was sitting on the couch with Mason when Rylin signed, “please” to join them. Before we knew it all four wanted to be there with him.

5. My vintage Cabbage Patch dolls have been in the nurseries since my bed rest days.  I thought they added a little charm to the nurseries.  Recently, the babies learned to “feed” them bottles and play food.  This week, Rylin started carrying this one around.  Ironically it is a “preemie” Cabbage Patch Kid, and it’s dressed in the girls’ old clothes from the NICU.  Since real men help take care of babies, Harper partook in Cabbage Patch feedings as well.  There is video footage to prove it.

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What bright spots made your week special?

Hugs!

Amber

The Screaming Quadruplets

Today was one of those days.  You know, the kind your mother warns you about.  For no discernible reason, the babies were cantankerous all day.  There was A LOT of screaming coming from the walls of our home and I didn’t seem to have the power to harness it.  I exhausted my bag of tricks by noon.  I even resorted to reviving our old dancing, singing Elmo doll.  He appeased the babies for a moment, then they screamed over who could touch it.  Afternoon nap could not arrive soon enough.  At 2:00 pm central time, all babies were in their cribs for nap.  Peace flooded our home for exactly 45 minutes and then, more screaming.  When I say screaming, I don’t mean just a little fussing.  I mean blood curdling, irate stuff complete with red faces and sniveling noses.  Clearly, these babies woke on the wrong side of the crib today.

While the babies noshed their afternoon snack of graham crackers and milk, I decided they were getting their evening bath immediately after snack.  Baths are relaxing for adults so I figured a bath could calm babies too.  This was going to be a fun bath too.  I whipped up a batch of tub paints from a recipe I found online.  Then, I drew warm bathwater while the babies finished the last of their snack.  They were all safely contained in the quad table so I was unconcerned.  I was gone approximately one minute, and that’s all the time it took for Harper to reach to the center of the quad table and grab the box of cornstarch used to make the paint.  He dumped the entire thing all over himself.  A pile of snowy white matter caked his eyelashes, hands, arms, and lap.  The other three babies stared at him in awe and envy as he happily spread cornstarch everywhere.

At that moment, I wanted to throw a tantrum, but contained myself.  I fouled up and left cornstarch within his reach.  Mommy fail.  Harper seemed to be having a grand time with a little messy sensory play so I decided his siblings might as well join him.  After all, the mess was already made.  I did, however, strip the other three down to their diapers to preserve their clothing.  For a solid 20 minutes there was not a single scream and the babies were enthralled in the mess before them.  I knew it was going to be a real beast to clean up, but the calm was totally worth it.

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Once the babies became bored and antsy, it was time for the bath I prepared. The problem: I was alone and had four babies covered in cornstarch. How on earth could I transport them from the kitchen, through the den, down the hall and into the bathroom without making a trail? I certainly wasn’t letting them loose, and I couldn’t well take them one at a time and plop them in the tub. I recalled Harper’s “happy place”, aka a laundry basket. I snagged an empty laundry basket from the laundry room and piled all four into it, then took them on a ride to the bathroom. They loved this adventure and didn’t scream a bit. They did, however, let me know they weren’t all keen on the bath thing. I scrubbed them down as fast as I could manage and started piling them out one by one. By the time I got to the third baby, it was getting really cramped in the bathroom and babies were getting into mischief. Did I mention that Harper knows how to unroll toilet paper, flush the toilet, and open the step trashcan? He does.

For my sanity, I ushered Mason, Harper, and Rylin out of the bathroom, shut the door and planned to quickly dress Sydney without interruptions. I figured it would take under 30 seconds to do this. Then I heard it. A  loud, foreign clang. I listened intently trying to make sense of it. I knew it was coming from the front of the house, which is off limits to babies. I snapped Sydney’s onsie and darted to the kitchen where three babies encircled Lily’s dog bowl and enjoyed a buffet of kibble. Seriously? They are becoming finicky eaters these days and they want salmon sweet potato kibble? I’m not entirely sure what happened in the remaining hours before George returned home, but I have hazy memories of sweeping, dinner miraculously being prepared, and an Elmo DVD.

Maybe Harper was onto something, the babies needed a change of pace to liven their spirits.  They really enjoyed the mess.  I don not, however recommend cornstarch for sensory play.  It took FOREVER to sweep up.  I'm certain there are still remnants in our grout.

Maybe Harper was onto something.  Clearly, the babies needed a change of pace to improve their moods. They really enjoyed the mess. I do not, however, recommend cornstarch for sensory play. It took FOREVER to sweep up. I’m certain there are still remnants in our grout, which will last years.

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Necessity is the mother of invention.

Each day, the five of us look forward to George’s return from work, but today I was exceptionally excited to see him.  The babies were thrilled with his homecoming perhaps just as much.  Once all four babies were safely tucked into bed I invented a cocktail I’ll affectionately call, “The Screaming Quadruplets”.  It’s a light beverage, but is a nice way to unwind if you’ve spent a day with screaming quadruplets (or screaming babies in general).

I sliced a handful of grapes and lined two wine glasses with them.  Then, I poured 1/2 a shot of peach schnapps over the grapes and swizzled them a bit.  I filled each wine glass about 3/4 of the way with pink moscato and topped it off with 7 up.

I sliced a handful of grapes and lined two wine glasses with them. Then, I poured 1/2 a shot of peach schnapps over the grapes and swizzled them a bit. I filled each wine glass about 3/4 of the way with pink moscato and topped it off with 7 up.

The Screaming Quadruplet

The Screaming Quadruplets

Better luck tomorrow.

 

Amber

5 Things I’d NEVER Do

As a younger version of myself, I was highly opinionated and judgmental of those around me.  I had black and white views of how the world should operate and was very certain about how I would handle my future.  I had plans for everything and knew how it would all play out.  As life unfolds, I’m learning how the circumstances of our lives help mold and shape us.   I strongly believe that God uses these circumstances in our lives to help us open our minds and hearts. As my friend and fellow quad mom Becky says, “He really does like to throw us curveballs sometimes doesn’t He?”  I have to chuckle at myself when I compile a list of some of my “I’d NEVER…”

1. Get a Yorkie

George and I are undoubtedly dog lovers, and we’ve always preferred the company of small dogs.  I think it’s partially because I’m small and I’m totally overwhelmed by dogs my size or larger.  Shortly after we were married, I convinced George we needed a puppy in our family.  One Sunday afternoon, we grazed the Sunday paper (back then Craigslist wasn’t the rage) seeking a small puppy in our price range.  We were on a shoestring budget so our choices were slim, but we knew we wanted a small dog that was NOT a Yorkie.  Why?  Yorkies look absolutely precious, but are notoriously difficult to train, have copious amounts of energy, and are destructive despite small stature.   We left phone messages on approximately six answering machines (yes, before voice mail), and only one breeder returned our call.  Thus, our Peke a Poo, Sasha, joined our family.  Sasha was our baby and we treated her as such.

As the years passed, we began talk of starting a family and were heartbroken when plans failed repeatedly.  I desperately wanted to hit “snooze” on my biological clock.   Then one day, my sister called telling me she was trying to help a friend re home a Yorkie puppy.  At that time, I desperately needed to fill a void.  I needed to nurture someone and Sasha was not a puppy anymore.  Without hesitation, I agreed to foster this puppy.  I knew full well she’d steal our hearts and would find a forever home at our house, but told George we were “fostering” her.  The night Lily was delivered to our house, she was in a pink leopard bag wearing a pink tutu dress.  I could have sworn this puppy once belonged to Paris HIlton.  At first, Lily was the worst puppy ever.  She was a Tasmanian devil of sorts.  She destroyed house plants, gnawed a hole in our carpet, and urinated on EVERYTHING.  However, I was determined to train this puppy to be an honorable family member.  I poured my energy into training her, and it was exactly what I needed then.  It took me nearly nine months, but I achieved the impossible.  I potty trained a Yorkie puppy among other obedience commands.  Lily is a fantastic dog who loves her family dearly, quads included.  Lily made me eat my words and, we have a Yorkie in our family.

This is the pink dress Lily was wearing the night we got her.

This is the pink dress Lily was wearing the night we got her.

Even though she was a Holy Terror, Lily really did melt our hearts.  She was a four month old, two pound puppy with a big heart.

Even though she was a Holy Terror, Lily really did melt our hearts. She was a four month old, two pound puppy with a big heart.

Lily is the kind of dog who lets Sydney rub her belly (with supervision).

Now, Lily is the kind of dog who lets Sydney rub her belly (with supervision).

2. Drive a van

Even with hopes of a family, I always retorted I would NEVER drive a van.  Who needs a van when there is an array of trendy SUVs to choose from?  I figured I’d become an SUV driving soccer mom like everyone else in our suburban community.  I mean literally, “Suburban” community.  Practically everyone drives a Suburban, or something similar.  Plans changed the day we discovered that four babies were in our immediate future.   The Honda Accord nor the Jeep Liberty we owned could capacitate four infant seats.  When we set out to purchase a family vehicle, we were limited to seven passenger models and SUVs in our price range just weren’t big enough.  To my chagrin, the van really isn’t that bad.  It’s not as chic as some other options, but it has wonderful amenities that are family friendly, namely the automatic doors.  When loading/ unloading four babies it really doesn’t matter so much what the people mover looks like, it’s all about practicality.  And, the van gets the job done.  Thus, I drive a van.

Here;s the van we bought to hold the quads.  I think we should keep it until they are old enough to drive it.

Here’s the van we bought to hold the quads. I think we should keep it until they are old enough to drive it.

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3. Have more than two children

If you’ve ever seen a few episodes of Super Nanny, you probably noticed all of the families have three or more children.  Why? Because when the children outnumber the parents, things often go awry.  George and I always planned on having two children.  We wanted our children to have a sibling, but planned on having a 1:1 parent/ child ratio.  Obviously, that’s not what happened.  Instead of having a 1:1 parent/ child ratio, we’ve learned that 1:1: hand/ child ratio works perfectly in our house.  Each day with the quads is a new one and we realize we can handle more than we ever anticipated.  As it turns out, more than two children is just right for us.

A few years ago, I couldn't fathom a life filled with four children.  Now I can't imagine what life would be without them.  They fill our lives with so much joy.

A few years ago, I couldn’t fathom a life filled with four children. Now I can’t imagine what life would be without them. They fill our lives with so much joy.

4. Speak publicly (on my own accord)

Public speaking tops my list of things I’d rather not.  The thought of public speaking spurs on enough anxiety for sweat to begin dripping and my stomach to start knotting.  Yet, I’ve done my share of public speaking thanks to graduate school and my profession.  I’ve never wanted to public speak, but have done it out of sheer necessity, hating every loathsome second.  Amazingly, I spoke at a public event a few weeks age because I wanted to and I felt good about it.  Because of my passion for helping every baby thrive, I agreed to speak at the Infant Mortality Summit kick off event.  Public speaking is still not my forte, but on the right topic, I feel capable.

Here I am public speaking and feeling confident about it.

Here I am public speaking and feeling confident about it.

5. Take shortcuts with my children

When I was an aspiring parent, I had all sorts of grandiose ideas about what I would or would not do.  I’m sure every parent was like this prior to becoming a parent.  In my days of daydreaming, I scoffed at “taking shortcuts” with my kids because I was setting out to be Super Mom of course.  Even when I was expecting quads, I had no plans of bottle propping.  It’s frowned upon by all the experts as it poses a choking hazard.  I also headed the advice of the American Academy of Pediatrics regarding television exposure in infants.  They suggest NO television until after age two.  I really wanted to follow the “rules”, being the rule-bound person I am.  However, when the reality of caring four four infants hit me, I learned quickly that my adherence to rules had to change and flexibility was key.  I work feverishly to do my best for my children, but some shortcuts literally preserve my sanity.  So, I caved and I bottle propped and let the babies watch some limited television during the day.

One evening, the quads enjoyed an Elmo movie in their new tent given to us from a friend.

One evening, the quads enjoyed an Elmo movie in their new tent given to us from a friend.

Instead of saying, “Id never”, I now say, “I don’t plan to….but you never know”, and I allow God’s will to open my eyes to new possibilities every day.

What was on your list of “I’d NEVER…” that you found yourself doing?

hugs!

Amber

Three Day Weekend

Thanks to the Labor Day holiday, I got to enjoy a three-day weekend with George.  My favorite days are those when the six of us are all together.  Life seems much simpler when George and I are cohesive team and I feel far more productive with him.  In honor of our time together, George and I set our sights on trying something new with the babies each day.

1. Saturday

All summer we considered taking the babies to the Children’s Museum, but never had the moxie.  When Saturday afternoon rolled around, we mustered the courage to go even with a high likelihood of a packed house.  Despite the holiday weekend, the museum wasn’t terribly crowded and was easy for us to navigate with two twin strollers.  We began in the infant/ toddler area where the babies could roam freely.  There, we explored cause/ effect with a switch activated machine.  Then, the babies crawled in a padded circle to view critters in a terrarium.   Unfortunately, the inhabitants of these terrariums weren’t energetic enough to capture the babies’ attention.  After a romp in the baby area, we whisked through the remaining exhibits.  Although most of the museum was a bit above the babies’ comprehension level, they seemed content to stroll about in air conditioning while seeing novelties.

Sydney was captivated by the bubbles and lights.

Sydney was captivated by the bubbles and lights.

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The babies enjoyed watching the pin wheels spin and pom poms float when they activated the switch. When we were done in this area, I washed their little hands thoroughly.

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I managed to find shoes for everyone in storage. Now that the babies are mobile, they need footwear for public outings!

 

2. Sunday

In my opinion, Labor Day weekend is never complete without grilled food and a final dip in the pool.  After all, it’s the official mark to summer’s end.  We invited my parents and grandmother to help us honor this tried and true traditions. The babies were no strangers to the pool, but this was the first time in a kiddie pool. With the help of my parents, the babies experienced the joys of an over sized shallow pool. Unlike our other trips to the pool, Mason seemed happy swimming since he could stand up and control where he ventured.  George was really pleased we made at least one trip to our community pool.  Since we pay astronomical Home Owner’s Association fees, he feels better when we use the ammenities.

At first, the rain shower mushroom startled the babies, but soon enough it was fascinating.

At first, the rain shower mushroom startled the babies, but soon enough it was fascinating.

George dressed Sydney and saw no need for a swim diaper.  About 20 minutes into our swim time, I noticed her hiney ballooning out.  Luvs are VERY water absorbent to say the least.

George was in charge of Sydney’s swim attire and sunscreen.  About 20 minutes into our swim time, I noticed her hiney ballooning out, apparently he forgot the swim diaper. Luvs are VERY water absorbent to say the least.

Harper enjoyed a little Mommy time.

Harper enjoyed a little Mommy time.

Rylin blew Grandma kisses and said, "Hi!" from the pool.

Rylin blew Grandma kisses and said, “Hi!” to her.

Grandpa snuggled Sydney post swim.

Grandpa snuggled Sydney post swim.

After we had all the fun in the sun we could handle, we headed back home. As soon as we arrived, I piled all four babies in the bathtub for a scrub down while George and Dad got busy with the grill. Four squeaky clean babies donning fresh pajamas devoured hamburger patties, shrimp, pasta, and veggies. I think swimming revved up their appetites. Also thanks to the swimming, the babies drifted off into slumber immediately following dinner. Swimming and sun have a way of zapping energy even from toddlers. This worked to our advantage because the adults enjoyed a peaceful dinner.

Harper greeted Grandma with his big toothy grin.

Harper greeted Grandma with his big toothy grin.

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Being a novice at walking, Mason hijacked Grandma's walker.

Being a novice at walking, Mason hijacked Grandma’s walker.

3. Monday

By the time Monday rolled around, George and I had no energy in the reserves for another outing. Instead, we decided to have a home adventure. We whipped up edible finger paint for a sensory/ art experience. Because the paint was a bit goopy, I knew it would destroy paper. Instead, we taped foil to the table as canvas for our masterpieces. This seemed like a brilliant idea. Before we doled out paint, the babies enthusiastically patted the paper watching the shimmery stuff create a metallic tinkle sound.  About a nanosecond later, Harper pulled his off in strips and made a snack of it.  The other babies temporarily kept their foil, but they soon figured out how to pull it off. That put a damper on our foil canvases, but everyone enjoyed playing in the paint anyways.

Sydney is not typically allowed to have a pacifer outside of her crib, but we let her during sensory play because it helps calm her with otherwise overstimulating sensory experiences.

Sydney is not typically allowed to have a pacifier outside of her crib, but we let her during sensory play because it helps calm her with otherwise overstimulating sensory experiences.

The cornstarch created a nice gooey consistency that dripped slowly.

The cornstarch in the paint created a nice gooey consistency that dripped slowly.

Mason rubbed a little paint on the back of his hair while Sydney did some forehead painting.

Mason rubbed a little paint on the back of his hair while Sydney did some forehead painting.

How did you spend Labor Day weekend?

Hugs!

Amber

A Four Horse Race

After the babies celebrated their first birthday, many people began asking if they were walking.  Not quite yet.  However, that doesn’t mean they aren’t giving it the old college try.  Each of them approaches mobility in their own way,  practicing their skills daily.  It’s a joy to watch their little triumphs.

Rylin is fantastic at balancing.  From a seated position, she can rise to her feet, bend down and come back up again.  We see her cruising from pieces of furniture and pushing toys often.  Most of the time she lacks courage to take steps, but I think she’s capable.

This is Rylin's favorite walker, but she also likes the shopping cart, activity table, and turtle.

This is Rylin’s favorite walker, but she also likes the shopping cart, activity table, and turtle.

I think Harper has been wanting to walk since he was about three months old, which is when he first started wanting to bear weight on his feet.  He also balances really well and pushes toys all over the place, including non-push toys like tables.  He hasn’t gotten the moxie to take steps either, but is so proud of himself when he walks holding one of our hands.

Harper really looks like he wants to walk, but taking steps is intimidating stuff.

Harper really looks like he wants to walk, but taking steps is intimidating stuff.

Sydney isn’t keen on standing without support, but she pulls up onto everything and cruises everywhere.  Her favorite activity is circling the coffee table or galloping along the fireplace.  She becomes territorial and protests when other babies invade her space while she’s doing either of these things.

Furniture gives Sydney a nice security blanket.

Furniture gives Sydney a nice security blanket.

As of today, Mason is the only one brave enough to take unassisted steps.  Much of the time he becomes over excited and bounces or leans forward, putting a halt to walking.  He is also well versed with push toys, including pushing toys on his knees.

Wheeled toys are the best for pushing.

Wheeled toys are the best for pushing.

Given the evidence, who do you expect to become a  skilled walker first?

hugs,

Amber

PS- There’s a video on Facebook of the babies in action!

Over The Summer: {Staycation}

Believe it or not, the summer wasn’t ALL about the babies. Yes, it was mostly baby centered, but as a Father’s Day gift I arranged stay-cation for George and I. To my delight, Nisey, Grandpa, Terri, and Ed accepted the challenge to babysit overnight. Seriously, to leave four babies overnight, we needed four adults. On Father’s Day, George received a gift certificate for a date night including dinner and movie of his choice. Unbeknownst to him, we were also staying the night at the nearest Hilton, our first night away from the babies.

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Since he had Cart Blanche, George chose the new Star Trek flick. I’ll be honest, I remember the television series, but have never seen it or any of the previous movies. Consequently, I had very low expectations for the movie. Fortunately, it was far better than I anticipated. Plus, I got the background on Star Trek, which means I now understand the references on the Big Bang Theory. Following the movie, we enjoyed George’s favorite cuisine, sushi, at Sushi Zushi. I am not a fan of fish or really seafood in general, but Sushi Zushi, has a wide array of vegetarian/ vegan options I enjoy.

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Because going out without four babies is a rare occasion for us, George and I did a little shopping after dinner. I snagged a few deals at Gap, and then we could not resist going to Carter’s. The majority of the babies’ clothes are either hand me downs or gifts so I rarely shop for them. Before the babies were born, I took a stance that I did not want to dress them in identical outfits. Instead, I wanted to celebrate their uniqueness. I often dress them in similar colors or coordinated outfits because it looks cute in pictures, but that’s where I usually draw the line. Going into Carter’s was an “Ah ha” moment for me. Parents of multiples dress their children in identical clothing because it’s easy! Carter’s was overflowing with adorable, inexpensive clothes for girls and boys. My head literally started spinning. Choosing four outfits of similar color schemes that were not identical was nearly too much for my quad mom brain. I thought I might short circuit so grabbed a stack of options I liked and gave George final say on what we purchased.  Here’s what ended up in our shopping bags-

We go out for date night and what do we do? Go shopping for baby clothes of course!

We go out for date night and what do we do? Go shopping for baby clothes of course!

Even though I despise driving, I volunteered to drive home following our date. George became irritated with my indirect route home through a parking lot, and was puzzled when I parked the car outside the Hilton. At first, he was slightly disappointed when he realized we were staying he didn’t kiss the babies goodnight, but quickly warmed up to the idea. Even though the babies sleep well at night, sleep is a precious commodity always in short supply for us. I think we both conked out close to 10 pm.  We had no chores to do or babies that needed tending, and we took full advantage of that. Naturally, we woke up at 7:15 am, right on cue. However, we did not get up to change, feed, or entertain anyone. Rather, we lazily enjoyed the morning before packing up to greet the babies back home. It may have been one night only, and near home, but our stay-cation was refreshing and much needed.  Thank you, Nisey, Grandpa, Terri, and Ed for taking care of the babies overnight.

Ahh, the quiet!

Ahh, the quiet!

What did you do over the summer?

Hugs,

Amber

The Little Things Thursdays: Installment #28

Whoa, Nelly! Is it Thursday???  Sometimes I don’t know where the minutes and hours go.  Before I know it, a week or more vanished right before my eyes.  Since it IS Thursday, it’s time to link up with Rebecca at A Beautiful Ruckus to recall what little things brought happiness to our week.

1. Texas summers are typically stricken with heat waves and severe drought conditions.  This year we’ve seen more pleasant showers than I can ever recall.  We still have plenty of triple digit days, but the rain is always refreshing.

All four babies pressed their noses to the glass, but scattered before I could snap a picture.

All four babies pressed their noses to the glass, but scattered before I could snap a picture.

2. Last night was our first bottle free night.  In place of bottles we offered the babies Sippy cups of cow’s milk.  Thankfully, they seemed content with this new bedtime routine and drifted off to a peaceful slumber without protest, and they stayed asleep all night long.

One new challenge with Sippy cups at the table, is the trill of playing with gravity.  Without fail, the babies take a swig of milk then toss the cup over their shoulder.  If the cup remains on the edge of the table, they push it until they hear that nice “crash” to the tile.  I’ve been working really hard to redirect this behavior, but I sometimes miss opportunities.  Yesterday I made my first ever trip to Buy Buy Baby and stumbled across Sippy cup straps.  Ingenious.  The babies still attempt to taunt gravity, but the cups don’t make it to the ground, which is hopefully not thrilling and cup tossing will soon cease.

Rylin nudged her cup over the edge, but it dangled instead of smacking the tile.

Rylin nudged her cup over the edge, but it dangled instead of smacking the tile.  That’s no fun.

The blue cup is Harper's.  Mason attempted to commandeer it, but it didn't quite reach his lips.  It looks like the Sippy cup straps solve another problem for me.

Mason attempted to commandeer Harper’s blue cup, but it didn’t quite reach his lips. It looks like the Sippy cup straps solve another problem for me.

3. Periodically, I rotate the babies toys, keeping some in rotation while others are stashed away.  This week the Weeble’s tree house and camper returned from a sabbatical.  The babies were thrilled to reacquaint with their old friends.  The best part was the babies now discover how to play with the toys.  These Weebles have been sent down the slide and for a camper ride numerous times this week.

Weebles wobble, but the don't fall down!

Weebles wobble, but the don’t fall down!

What simple pleasures did you enjoy this week?

Hugs!

Amber

The Little Things Thursdays: Installment #27

Each Thursday we link up with Rebecca at A Beautiful Ruckus and take time to reflect upon some of the smaller things that brightened our week.  Depending on what time zone you are in, it may actually still be Thursday.  In my neck of the woods, I still have about 15 minutes remaining…I guess I better get things going!

1. Our study, turned playroom, is surrounded by low hanging windows, and the babies enjoy gazing outside.  Last week we discovered a family of cardinals frolicking outside.  They splashed in our bird bath and pursued grasshoppers on the lawn for quite a while.  Living in suburbia sometimes nature seems void, but beautiful creatures do sometimes find a place in the ‘burbs too.

It was a challenge capturing one of the cardinals because they didn't stay still long and I had to take a picture through the window.

It was a challenge capturing one of the cardinals because they didn’t stay still long and I had to take a picture through the window.  This is the best I could manage.

2. I’m really excited to have a few of my baby food recipes published at Bobee Inc. online today.   The founder of Bobee Inc is a mother of two boys who invented a wall mounted baby wipes dispenser, which includes decals for personalized decor.  Although her website is devoted to her product line, she maintains a blog sharing a variety of parenting articles from how to keep your home safe for babies to baby feeding tips.  Don’t forget to drop by Bobee Inc. to see my applesauce baby food recipes!

3. All together the babies have about 20 pearly whites.  Although I’ve been using the silicone finger tip toothbrushes on the babies since they were newborns, I decided that was no longer sufficient.  This week we began a teeth brushing regimen after breakfast and dinner.  I purchased a four pack of toddler toothbrushes and training toothpaste for the job.  I haven’t sampled this toothpaste myself, but it must taste delicious because the babies get all jazzed up about this new routine.  They begin squealing in excitement when they spy their toothbrushes and crocodile tears flow when we are finished.  I hope they develop a lifetime of good dental hygiene and always love brushing their teeth so much!

We brush the babies teeth first to ensure the job is sufficiently done.

We brush the babies teeth first to ensure the job is sufficiently done.

After we brush the babies teeth we let them do the work themselves.  We usually do this while they are still seated in the quad table, but I forgot tonight and wasn't hauling them back in just for teeth brushing.

After we brush the babies teeth we let them do the work themselves. We usually do this while they are still seated in the quad table, but I forgot tonight and wasn’t hauling them back in just for teeth brushing.

4. On Sunday morning, George and I prepared a family style breakfast with buttermilk pancakes.  Typically we enjoy our breakfast during the babies’ morning nap, but this time decided to eat with them at the quad table.  George misjudged Mason’s reach and found a little hand nabbing bits of pancake right off the plate.

This brings the expression, "Sticky Fingers" to life!

I think “Sticky Fingers” could be a proper nickname for Mason.

What warmed your heart this week?

Hugs!

Amber