[Overdue May 25th Post/Photos]. My baby boys are growing into chubby little fellas. It’s weird to think I gave birth to tiny 5 pound babies when my daughter was a 9 pounder! Now, at 2 months old, they look alot like Dhara when she was born [in terms of their size]. This last month was really rough. My poor babies were colicky/ gassy. They still cry alot, and don’t sleep very long before gas pains wake them up.
This second month was the month I was supposed to be on my own with the kids since everyone at home works. (Eeeee! Home alone with colicky twins and a toddler is a scary thought). The first month was covered with Greg staying home for 3 weeks, and then my super helpful sister who took off a week of work to help me with the kids. This second month would have been a nightmare had it not been for my mom who was prayerfully determined to find help.
So we hired a Liberian woman named Cecilia to help me with the kids during the day. After a week we realized that wasn’t going to work out. Next, we immediately found the sweetest Indian aunty to help us with the kids. She’s a godsend, I love her! And she loves the kids like they are her own grandchildren — I love watching her with them. The funny thing is that I only speak English and she only speaks Malayalam (our native dialect) — but we make it work and it’s better than I could have imagined — thank you Jesus! So with her help, the both of us have managed to run around the house like crazy women consoling these two little ones. Even though it’s been rough on the boys and us, these little guys have really begun to carve themselves into this family, and we love them for it:
Rohan: A sweetheart. He’s sooo cuddly + squishy, just look at those cheeks! He’ll give you a full blown smile, and it’s the most endearing thing. He reminds me of my dad + brother.
Kieran: Also a sweetheart! He’s strong + serious, yet will smile at you from the corner of his mouth revealing a very charming smile. He reminds me of myself + Dhara.
rohan / kieran
practicing their synchronized swimming moves
on one of the quilts grandma sandy made for each of them