Showing posts with label girls and boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls and boys. Show all posts

Friday, November 05, 2010

Pigeon pair



I'm writing this one in response to Roz's post (no point in linking - I get annoyed when people link to private blogs, don't you?) this morning.

Roz wrote about how annoyed she gets when people keep asking if they're going to try again for a boy since they have twin girls.

I get that.

First off, I always said I didn't mind what my two were because all I wanted was A baby. I already felt like I hit the jackpot getting TWO. No matter what sex those two were.

And that was me being 100% honest.

Still, when the doctor said one was a boy and he wasn't sure about the other, I still didn't mind having two boys (in hindsight I do actually think boys are easier) but I did say to D, "if they're both boys, we may have to do another IVF to see if we can have a girl" because I wanted to experience both a girl and a boy.

Okay, God knew what he was doing and gave me both at once because you all know I do not do well with the newborn stage and will never have babies again (emotionally I can't do IVF again and also financially - older eggs will probably mean more than 1 go and I just can't!) and also, I was thinking with the rose-tinted glassses of twin romance.

So I hit the jackpot twice - TWO babies and a girl and a boy.

And it seems lots of people feel the same because we get stopped quite a lot, as you do with twins, and get comments about "how lucky" we are to have a "pigeon pair" because "now you're finished".

And that bugs me too.

Because I don't like people assuming that just because we have a girl and a boy, that necessarily completes things for me.

Yes, I am happy with my family but hey, if I get given a 12-month-old baby, I will be over the moon. LOL

So I say things like, "yes, we are VERY blessed, but we would have been very happy with girls or boys".

Because that is the truth.

Is it important to you to have one (or more) of each gender?

P.S. Pic taken on 21 November last year. I canNOT believe they were that tiny or that I was that thin! I never ever ever thought I'd say this but maybe there's something to being that sleep deprived....... :)

Friday, September 17, 2010

Is it a girl/ boy thing?

Our babies are so different that I sometimes wonder if it's a girl/ boy thing or if it's a Kendra/ Connor thing.

Let me give you an example:

When they come into my study, Connor can trash the place in seconds.

Literally.

He storms in, pulls over the wastepaper basket where I keep rolls of wrapping paper.

and then he eats it, of course

He'll go towards one of the computers and tug at all the cables, pull over the chair, pull over the other bins (I have separate paper and "other" wastepaper baskets) and if he can find any CDs, oh, then he's in heaven.

He is also tall so can reach half way across my desk when he stands on his toes.

Tall boy
I usually tidy up after them but one day I left everything to show D. He was even amazed at Connor's ability to cause havoc.

(D now says to me, "oh I can see Connor was here" in our bedroom because all his things are messed up)

Now Kendra will crawl in, smile at me and talk a bit. I generally pick her up and put her on my lap and she'll point at things on the desk and I tell her what those are.

"Yes, baby, Mummy's phone... water...book... calculator..." and on and on.

Insanely curious.

Then she does this thing with her legs that tells me she wants down and she'll typically open my handbag and look through. Or crawl to my library bag and play with the beading on the bag, etc.

D calls them Curious Girl and Destructor Lad.


This is very typical - Connor pulling down things and Kendra sitting and playing with things
Racing each other towards me, hence the blur - it is very sweet!

Is it a boy/ girl thing, or a K/ C thing?

In other news, last night Kendra started crying early (9:15 pm). I went in and said to her, "what's wrong, baby?" She then did the sign for milk so I said , "no baby, it's the middle of the night, no milk" and she burst out crying. Big, dramatic sobs like I'd been starving her for weeks on end. OY!

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