Two!

The twin’s second birthday has come and gone. We made much less fuss than last year's birthday, but it was still fun. It was also much less emotional for me than their first birthday. Not sure why, maybe it’s the chronic exhaustion that plagues me these days. I'm just too tired to be angst-ridden over my babies growing up. I’ve had a house full of company the past week, all of it absolutely lovely, but it’s still tiring. We’re also in the midst of a babysitter shortage exacerbated by preschool being closed for the month of August. And oh yeah, B. is out of town, but that's nothing new.

What this means is that I am not getting any kind of break from the kiddos. Things will loosen up when B. returns to town in two weeks, but for now it’s all Mama all the time. I expect to be fully crazy any day now.

Little Boy has his first speech therapy appointment in two weeks. The organization providing this service has been painfully slow to get started with. I’m hoping we pick up the pace and really dive into some sessions, but since I’m also scrambling to find childcare (I can’t take both kids to the therapy sessions) maybe the slow pace is for the best. In the meanwhile, Little Boy and Little Girl have added several words to their vocabularies, but not tons, and Little Boy is still largely unintelligible. Let’s hope that changes soon - I’m ready for these babies to talk!