First and Lasts

I proudly present, the LAST can of formula!!



It seems like just days ago that we were buried amidst feedings, burpings, tummy time, naps in swings and more feedings. I thought I would share a few images of our life as it was in the beginning, and how it is today...and that will be changing very soon. We are weaning them from formula (thank God!), and have found ourselves in the throes of buying less jarred baby food as well. Both of them really prefer to feed themselves rather than be fed by spoon.

Feedings:
Feedings were 8 times a day (every 3 hours around the clock). Pictured here is only half of what took up our kitchen counter for a 24 hour period's worth of bottles. In total, there were16 bottles (8 per baby), and about a can of formula ($26 each) every other day.


To make things more confusing, for a while we had the babies on two different types of formula with two different amounts. So, I came up with a color coding system that is still in existence around here today - Ella is the green bottle ring and Aidan is the yellow.

Today, they are down to 1 bottle - just the bedtime bottle. But, as of last night, this bottle is now whole milk as opposed to the powdered gold known as Enfamil.

Pacifiers:
Soothies were our source of sanity in the beginning. The nurses at the hospital sent us home with about 30 of these....no idea where most of them went...I can only find 4.

We now limit the use of pacifiers to bedtime (Aidan prefers his thumb), and in the event of a public meltdown, which is rare these days. Other than that, neither baby uses a pacifier.



A well stocked cabinet:

The top shelves used to be filled with cans of formula. What is there now is the very last can. All the jars of baby food are slowly being weaned out and replaced with more toddler-friendly finger foods. Most of the packaging is now for "graduates".

What used to seem so darn overwhelming now seems so simple!!

As we get ready to embark upon turning one year old, looking back at all of their itty bitty baby things is so bittersweet. It was such a hard time with two of them. Think of all of the things that a new Mother does for her newborn - then double that for twins. Twice the feedings, twice the diapers, twice the crying.

But - twice the joy, twice the smiles, twice the love!