What I’ve been up to lately…


Well, hello there! It’s been a while!

I’ve had a gazillion (yes, that’s a word) things to do, so little coffee. And time.

To those of you who’ve recently inquired or commented about my blog – THANK YOU! Your thoughtfulness and support means the world to me.

So what’s new lately? In no particular order…

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8 things I never thought I’d say as a mom

Before I became a mom, my visions of motherhood closely resembled rainbows and butterflies and ponies prancing around my darling children in a meadow.

Ok, maybe not that whimsical, but my expectations were not far off.


[Oh, when life was much simpler…]

Then I got pregnant.

And then I gave birth.

And then there were two little monkeys staring at me, waiting for my next move.

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Caring for sick twin babies: Five tips

The boys were sick the past few days and we had to stay home from work to care for them. For part of that time, we tag-teamed it up and one of us stayed at home while the other went to work, then we switched. While I was alone, I realized there was a lot to learn about caring for twin babies who are sick. Here are five of them that really stood out to me:

#1) Put Frozen (or other favorite movie) on repeat


In the past three days alone, we’ve watched Frozen at least 3,849,102 times. I lost track. What I really need is to figure out how to get just the SONGS on repeat. The boys will go from freaking out, screaming banshees to frozen (no pun intended), quiet little boys with their mouths wide open as they stare at the screen.

#2) Break all food rules


What does that mean? Eat food in non-food zones? Play with a container of crackers even though it may (and will) break open and crumbs will scatter everywhere? Eat 512 puffs in one sitting? Whatever it takes, DO IT. Yes, you’ll pay for it later, whether in the clean up or in the reverting back to good habits. But when I see how excited those little addicting rice crackers are, I can’t help but continue passing them along to the boys. Plus, they really lost their appetites when their sicknesses hit them, so I just go with any way to get food in em.

#3) Break all sleeping rules


Ok, this is a hard one for me. We are extremely adamant about enforcing the boys’ sleeping and nighttime schedules. They have pretty set areas for nap time, for example. They sleep on small pillows in our family room for their early morning naps and in their cribs for their long afternoon naps. But when the babies are sick, recovery trumps routine! Monkey #1 spent almost the entire Sunday sleeping in our bed. It was heartbreaking to see him so miserable and tired, so he could hog the entire king bed all he wanted.

#4) Reunite the babies


Once the “contagious period” has cleared (or at least you think it has), put the twins back together! The boys don’t show it all the time, but they definitely have grown very much used to each other and I really believe they feel better once they are near each other again. It’s a twin thing. They belong together. Separation is no bueno.

#5) Get help


Being outnumbered SUCKS! It’s hard enough caring for twin babies alone. Is it possible? Yes. But it’s triply and quadruply (are those words?) hard to care for them when they’re sick!!! They are clingy, and fussy, and needy, and whiney… the CRYING! OH, THE CRYING! It’s amazing how much they scream when you simply put them down or walk away. And it not only breaks my heart to hear the crying, but I know they are sick so there is almost no exception for tending to their needs. Having an extra pair of hands to help hold, soothe, and care for the babies with you is essential to maintaing sanity. And look! They bring food (and sometimes boba) with them!!! Shoutout to Auntie Ninang for coming to the rescue!


Do you have other tips and tricks for caring for sick babies/toddlers? Tell me!!! I need to know!!!


***Disclaimer: These pieces of advice are for FUN ONLY and are not actual medical advice! Seek your pediatrician or a nurse for advice immediately if your baby is sick!!!***

Five things I’ve learned about having twins


A quick sneak peek at my new obsession… Can’t wait to really get into chalkboards and calligraphy and all things fonts/pens/writing!



Jer takes a selfie

After doing this twin-raisin’ thing for a year now, I think that qualifies me to finally share some important lessons learned. If you’ve read some of my posts throughout the past year (plus my pregnancy), you know that I’ve not only dealt with my fair share of challenges, I’ve learned a lot about becoming a first-time parent and mother. Not only in figuring out how to care for two infants, but how to keep my sanity, stay strong, and do things for me.

Yes, he's a lot louder than he appears

Yes, he’s a lot louder than he appears

While this list could go on for much longer, here are the top five things that I’ve been thinking about lately. These five things pretty much summarize life with twins at my house. I think it’s safe to assume other first-time moms and especially moms of multiples can agree with me here. If you are not yet a parent, you would probably find this list intriguing, especially if you’ve ever wondered what it would be like to raise a baby, let alone two! 🙂


1. Lots of crying

The nature of having twins is that you cannot always tend to them when they need you. If I had a DIME for every time a baby cried while I tended to his brother, there would be no need for a college savings account. It breaks my heart and every bone in my body hearing them cry, but not only do I know that I will eventually get to them, I also know they won’t remember these days!


2. It’s not double the trouble

It’s triple, sometimes quadruple, the trouble! Yes, it’s twice the diapers, twice the bottles, twice the soothing, twice the care. But the effort required to care for infant twins is compounded by the fact that you cannot always immediately tend to a baby’s needs, causing him to cry and fuss even more, and so you scramble around trying to finish tending to the first crying baby, and after you finally get to the second crying baby, you feel like you’ve run a mini marathon and can barely catch your breath. Then, you finally catch your breath, but it’s time to do it all over again!


3. If it’s not one, it’s the other

Even when you think you’ve got the hang of this twin-parent thing, it’s such a challenge figuring out what they need. You finally get one baby happy, then the other is not having it. Or one baby finally gets through a week or two of fussiness ALL THE TIME, and then now the other baby is fussy all the time. It’s almost like they know how to tag team it. On a less difficult note, the same goes for other things as well. Taking a picture of the babies together is quite a feat. one baby will be cheesing and laughing while the other is mean-mugging. Then they’ll switch. Not gonna lie, it can take up to 5-10 pictures just to get one DECENT one.


4. You have a built-in excuse for quite a while

I have no shame (maybe a drop) using the boys as an excuse to be too tired to work out or do anything productive, an excuse for a messy home (don’t all new parents get to pull that card?), and an excuse to do be grumpy and irritated. Yes, they’re a joy, but the happiness is not without the struggle. If I have to go through all this work for the babies, don’t expect me to do much else! I used to tell myself that I get double the clearance time to workout (typically new mothers have to wait 6 weeks until cleared by the doctor to work out). That doubled clearance time tripled and quadrupled and now it’s one year later and I’m still not trying to lift a single dumbell. I can barely trot down the block without dry heaving, so I am just not ready to work out yet.

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5. You’re heart wants to explode

Ok, I’ll stop complaining. How is there even anything to whine about when I get the blessed opportunity, privilege, and honor of being the parent to two beautiful, healthy baby boys? Every day they amaze us. It sounds cheesy and cliche, but they truly do fill my heart beyond capacity. Just this morning when they were being difficult at breakfast – they weren’t eating, refusing and whining and pushing the spoon away – I was very frustrated because I put so much time and energy and MONEY into preparing them good ol’ homemade baby food. I didn’t expect the rejection to be so heartbreaking and irritating. After I put the boys in their playyard alone and walked away, I overheard them laughing with each other. These boys were seriously cracking up. I go and peek at what is going on and find Adrian playing peek-a-boo with Jer and they were both hysterically laughing. It is those breakthrough moments that bring me back to the ground and realize that we are doing just fine.