8 months!

We made it to 8 months! 

Harper and Hannah are 8 months old and the parents are surviving!

It was questionable at times, ha!  Sleep deprived times that is...

Wow...

We've been tired.  We've been so tired.  We've cried and laughed.  We've been freaked out and filled with joy.  We've been scared and confused...

We've be in awe at milestones and two little personalities that are so different...

This is hard.  This is wonderful.

I'm still nursing Haper, Hannah still loves her bottle.  I still wonder how it happened that only one nurses...then I remember we had no choice in switching Hannah to the bottle.

We have one tooth in and all the other ones to go...we have one who likes baby food one who hates it.  We have one who will eat things like pieces of banana and avacado and one who won't...

We have piles of laundry that never really seem to make it back into the drawers before being washed and worn again...we have the task of trying not to be too hard on ourselves about this never ending, um...problem!

We question if we're doing things right or wrong.  We wonder what type of parents we will be.  We wonder if we're messing them up because we're just too darn tired to add another non-milk feeding...we wonder if we're doing something wrong because Harper still gets up at night.  We rejoice because Hannah sleeps all night!


We marvel at getting to know them.  We laugh when they fight over a toy, we chuckle with they play together, our hearts melt when they laugh with each other...

We have a feisty one and a content one.  

We have one in physical therapy and one who goes with her sister to physical therapy and is so good as she looks on.

We have a mama who is trying to teach them how to crawl all the while wondering if that is something taught or they just figure it out...I'm also trying to teach them to say "mama"!

We've recently learned that Hannah loves it when Daddy beat boxes and if he throws a rap it it's even better...

Her laughter, and Harper's too, fills our hearts with joy, what a gift!

Just last week we learned that they don't really like eating in camp dining halls...being in the dining hall was fine, trying to eat...not so much.   

We know we have one baby who doesn't mind traveling and new places and we have one who takes days to adjust to new places. 

We try not to dwell on the moments we missed with a camera and be content with just living the moments...

We wonder what the next few months will be like, we wonder how to wean babies from both nursing and the bottle... 

We wonder as we wander through this journey of parenthood!  The ups, the downs.  The ins, the outs.  What a ride!

I'm already planning their first birthday party, yep!