Posts have been limited as nothing really has happened to blog about. The girls turned 3 months about 2 weeks ago, and the daily changes they both go through is fantastic. I've been back at work for the last 6 weeks, and when my day ends at 3:30 I can't wait to get home to see their faces. I was a little worried that going back to work, they may not be as connected with me as they have been the 2 months I was home with them, but that is farthest from the truth. The moment I walk in the door and pick them up, they immediately smile and everything shitty that happened at work that day doesn't matter and it all disappears.
Wren is going to keep me on my toes forever. Nora texted me the other day while I was at work that she was going to be the cheerleader/sorority girl and I agree. She loves to be around people all hours of the day/night being a social butterfly. I texted Nora back with "her first boyfriend is going to be a dick and I'm going to want to fucking kill him." She laughed because she probably knows it's true and I'll be the one on tilt about it the entire time until she breaks up with him. I'm banking on the idea when this happens she'll tell me daddy you were right, in which I can tell her of course I was. This all sounds good in theory right? Wren loves music. By music I mean my type of music. She sweats r&b and hip hop. I know what you're thinking and that's all babies love music which is true but this is on a whole different level. Nora and I play music at dinner sometimes, as we rotate through my Spotify playlist, or Pandora's 2000's r&b/hip hop station and Wren eats it up. She laughs and smiles and sometimes it's almost like she is bobbing her head back and forth to Usher and Cassidy. Her favorite is Ashanti. I shit you not. Wren thinks Ashanti has the voice of an angel. To be honest with you, so do I if she soothes Wren like she always does. I stumbled on this by accident. Wren was going through one of her crying fits which happens from around 6:30-8 pm about 2-3 nights a week out of the 7 (this actually makes me smile since this was 5-6 days a week the first 6 weeks of her life). Nora was showering, so I just kept filing through artists to try to make her stop crying. Mary J. Blige, Sisqo, Avant, Missy Elliot, Jagged Edge, Joe, Aaliyah nothing was stopping her crying. At this point it was a decibel that I never have heard in my 36 years on earth, and then it happened. Ashanti came on. Wren stopped whaling. She stopped on a dime and her eyes got really big and wide. She started to smile. Ashanti "Foolish" has done it. It has stopped the crying. I needed to see if this was just a coincidence, so I changed the song to something else and the crying commenced. Ok, back to Ashanti it is. I put "Foolish" back on and it happened again. Wren stopped whaling and her eyes opened wide and she started to smile. Ashanti is my savior. I love you girl. I told Nora and at first she didn't believe me. Then she became a believer one day when we were in the car. Wren was crying and the music baby gods hooked us and Ashanti came on. Crying stopped. Nora laughed her ass off. I said I told you so. This has happened a few times with Nora when she has been home or out alone with the girls and it works every time. Ashanti, girl, I now follow you on Instagram just in case you drop any new jams.
Both girls love to smile. Wren started "talking" about 2 weeks ago, and Londyn started a few days ago. They can do belly laughs and it is the greatest thing that I've ever heard. Nora and I hold them in front of each other and they smile at each other every once in awhile when we do that before losing interest after a few seconds. I can't wait for two things. One is them being able to put their pacifier back in their mouth and the second is being able to sit up on their own. Both will be a game changer. I know we have some time until both happen, and I'll just enjoy the moments we have now as time is flying by like no other.
Thanksgiving was a few days ago and Christmas is just around the corner. Since their diet strictly is breastmilk, they couldn't eat any of the goods, but I'm sure both will eventually enjoy all of the delicious food. I'll be doing a special Christmas blog and probably a blog before then describing the antics leading up to their first Christmas.