So this has not been a blogging year. If you haven’t noticed it’s been a bit quiet around here. Okay so more like completely silent. It’s been a bummer because this blog was such a wonderful outlet and connection for me. I have felt like part of me is missing, not being able to sit down and write and create. BUT I was very pregnant which meant my normal hour or two of ‘blogging’ became when I was the most tired. Each night I would snuggle up with Thomas and get as much sleep as possible before I became too uncomfortable and spent the rest of the night awake and largely pregnant. Then something so amazing happened (the babies arrived) but the idea of sitting down and putting together cohesive thoughts and designs… Well lets just say the only thing on my mind was breastfeeding, pumping, and diapering on repeat. Not to mention the little sleep that was happening. I am not complaining in the least. I just wouldn’t say my brain was functioning highly. So I made peace with the fact that my little side world was going to be put on the back burner. I missed it, everyday, but I knew there would be a time that I would return and have some fun stories to tell.
So here we are. I am not sure how consistent I can be, but I am sure going to try. There are tons of stories to share and I can’t wait to get it all out.
(24 weeks at Salt Creek Beach)
The last update gave a brief but telling story on finding out about our growing family. Growing by two. Twins were never something in our realm of possibility. I remember as a young girl thinking how great it would be to have twins. I would have all girls, Melanie, Mallory, and Melody. Seriously? Young me was delusional. Fast forward 15 years and we have Thomas, I no longer want three girls, and definitely don’t think have multiple children at the same time was in the cards. I mean after raising one child the idea of starting over and having two at the same time is bananas. Who is ready for that? Well, after some serious and frequent pep talks and lots of “this is going to be okay, better than okay, it’s going to be amazing” the idea of having a baby girl and baby boy join our family of three became so exciting.
After Thomas started school in September the following months were a blur. Days meshed into weeks and then into months. Before I knew it, it was Christmas and the babies could arrive at any moment. I think that was one of the craziest feelings I have ever had. Hitting 32 weeks in a twin pregnancy and being repeatedly told by my multiple doctors that this could be the time the twins come. Any day between 32 weeks and 38 weeks. Laying on the table in the ultrasound specialists office for my weekly appointment being told each baby is about 4 pounds and while they are growing, there is no way I am ready for them to join the world at a mere 4 pounds, if I can help it.
(30 Weeks // Top J.Crew)
Packing on the pounds as best I could we slowly made our way to 37 weeks and 6 days. During my last appointment before our scheduled c-section my doctor informed me I was 3 centimeters dilated and it was go time. 2 hours later Ell Marie Rolfing-Gummow and Henry James Rolfing-Gummow made their debut, weighing 5 pound 9 ounces and 5 pounds 8 ounces respectively.
(Our Newborns Henry and Ella)
Fast forward 4 months and our new little loves are healthy and growing, Thomas is heading into summer and so happy being a big brother, and mom and dad are definitely getting used to being busy. So very busy but happier than ever!