Friday, October 17, 2014

Ava & Indie: newborn's

Ooo you guys are in for it now! We just got Ava & Indie's newborn pictures back and I'm dying over here! I could literally sit and stare at them all. day. long. So precious. Chelsy at b couture photography did these and I'm so in love. If you live anywhere near St.George, Utah (or like to travel) you seeeeriously want to book your next session with her. One look at her photos and you'll be hooked... Here I am on my third session with her and I'm not quitting any time soon!

First are some of my sweet girls together












Miss Ava




Sweet Indie



all images from b couture photography

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

sister stats

Chandler Kate
21 months
  • Chandler's vocabulary is growing by the minute. Seriously. Some of my favorites:
- "Diet Coke." She seriously asks for diet coke when she wakes up in the morning. Should I be embarrassed? Probably.
- da-bow-da-bow-da-bow. Translation: Bows. Like the bows that go in her hair.
- "Baf." Bath. Duh. And she still hears the word bath, literally runs to the bathroom and starts taking off her clothes.
- "Baby binky. Baby blanky." She lets us know which binky is hers and which ones are her sisters. Same with blankets. Such a good little helper.
- "hot dog." She knows what they are in the grocery store (and yes she loves them) but she's usually referring to the "hot dog dance" on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
-"dipsss." As in anything you can "dip" your food in... ketchup, ranch, yogurt, applesauce, bbq sauce. I'm pretty sure she doesn't care what it is or what she dips into it, as long as she has her dips... With every. single. meal.
-"fork." Without the R. I promise we're not teaching her swear words.
-Along with the last one she's picked up the word "sit" with the occasional H in there.
-"No way." I have no idea where she got this from... But ask her if she's done with her dinner? No way. Does she need help putting her shoes on? No way. Chandler, please come over here. No way.
-"Pease." Melt my heart. We've been working on saying please for a long, long time. And she's refused to say it for a long, long time... But that cute little girl now says please when she wants anything. And after she says it, she gets the biggest smile on her face. And I give in (almost) every single time she says it... I mean, come on?!?
-"snacks." She asks for these every day when she wakes up from her nap. It's usually referring to fruit snacks.
-And my favorite: "Ava & Indie." She goes back and forth between the two girls, "Ava. Indie. Ava. Indie." And when one of them cries, she says, "Okay, Ava. Okay Indie." I love.

  • She loves helping with her sisters. She's always trying to give them their binky's, putting blankets on them, and giving them hugs and kisses.
  • Her favorite shows: Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Sofia the First. She calls Sofia "Fia" on repeat.
  • She's gotten really good at giving hugs and kisses. So much that she does it on her own now... and if she's in one of these moods and you're in the room, you're getting a hug and a kiss too.
  • She has to dress herself every day now... or at least attempt to. She gets really mad if you don't let her try to do it herself first.
  • We have moved her out of her high chair and over to the table in a booster seat. She's also completely off her bottle before bed. Next to go: the binky.
  • We're trying to teach her how to drink from a cup. Right now she puts her whole mouth inside the cup and tips her head back so that everything that was in the cup is now all down her shirt. We're working on it.
  • As of recently, Chandler has been my sourpatch kid. You know those commercials, right? The sourpatch candies that do something mean and then turn around and do something nice? Yea, that's Chan. She'll do something naughty like hit one of her sisters and then turn around and kiss their head and say, "Hi Ava."
  • She's fitting into a lot of 2T clothes, size 6 or 7 shoes, and size 4 diapers. 
Ava Jean
1 month

  • Ava is the older of the twins, but the smaller of the two.
  • She's my little sass. She wants what she wants and she wants it right then. If she's hungry or wants to be held, she lets you know.
  • She wants to eat every 3 hours. And at 2 hours and 45 minutes, she starts fussing.
  • Ava is a champion pooper. And a loud one. She may be small, but she is a machine.
  • She has the funniest facial expressions I've ever seen.
  • Ava looks like me when I was a baby. Hallelujah. At least one of my kids will look a little like me. Not that looking like Austin is bad, but come on, I grew those suckers!!
  • She loves to be swaddled and laid down in the boppy.
  • She sleeps in the pack n play on Austin's side of the bed.
  • She loves to nurse and would lay there and nurse all day if I let her.
Indie Mae
1 month
  • Indie is the sweetest little baby. When she's held, she just looks at you with the sweetest little face.
  • She's usually awake the most in the morning and likes to just lay on the floor and look around.
  • She's got chubby cheeks like Chan did when she was a baby.
  • Unlike Ava, Indie is very ladylike when it comes to doing her business. She's very quiet, but you can smell that she did something.
  • She's a spit up girl also like Chan. Sometimes she'll keep her whole feeding down, and other times it all comes back up.
  • She is a quick eater... 10 minutes tops and she's done.
  • Indie also loves to be swaddled, but likes to be in the swing.
  • She sleeps in a bouncer next to me at night.

  • Both girls are being breastfed for the moment. It's a lot having to feed 2 babies (not at the same time. I'm not that talented) every 3 hours. I'm also pumping and giving them bottles to make sure they are getting enough to eat. 
  • Both are in preemie diapers and preemie clothes. Although, I don't have many preemie outfits so they drown in their newborn things for now.
  • I put them in the same pack n play during the day to kick around and no matter how far apart I put them, they always end up touching in one way or another.
  • Sometimes they tag team me and when one cries, the other feels the need to cry as well.
  • When I take one out of our room at night or out of the pack n play during the day to feed, the other one seems to know they are alone and they start to wimper and fuss around.
  • Both girls love bath time, but don't love lotion time.
These girls are some of the biggest blessings. The twins have been so good and Chan is adjusting really well. I still wake up every day trying to wrap my head around the fact that I am a mom of 3 kids! Ah! But they really have been so much fun and I can't imagine life any other way!

Up next: the twin's newborn pictures!

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

the day we became a family of five

Yikes!
Did I just say family of five??!!
Yes. Yes I did.

I made it past my goal of 36 weeks and actually made it to 37 1/2 weeks. I seriously thought my belly might burst at that point. Growing two babies in there is serious business. I was set to be induced on September 16 at 7:00 am. My parents and Austin's mom and sisters came up the night before and my parents came over to keep Chandler while we left Brian Head at 6:00 am.


We got to the hospital and they started me on IV's and got me all registered. By the time everything was ready to go, they started me on Pitocin and my Dr came in and broke my water.
Nastiest. Feeling. Ever.
I highly recommend an epidural before they break your water if you can help it. It's like involuntary peeing. And peeing. And peeing. Yuck.
Anyway... When I got to the hospital I was already dilated to a 4, so I kinda knew I would move pretty quick... but I was not prepared for how quick.

I decided to wait on my epidural for a while. Partly because I hate the way I feel when half of my body is numb, and partly cause I wasn't feeling any pain at this point. I actually didn't want an epidural at all, but Dr's recommend getting one in case of an emergency c-section. And I didn't want to feel anything if that were to happen. So about a half hour later, my contractions were rolling in pretty good, so I called in the anesthesiologist for my epidural only to find out he was doing someone else's which was fine. I wasn't in that much pain. Yet.

Eh, maybe 15 minutes goes by... and I'M DYING. Every time a contraction would hit it would last for 1-2 minutes, give me oh a 10 second break and start back at it again... I was trying to breathe (but not really) and gripping the sides of the hospital bed thinking to myself, "Seriously, Ashley? You've got to be maybe to a 5 or 6... are you really that big of a wimp?" I went to a 7 with Chandler before my epidural and it wasn't that bad... But this time, oh man I was in some serious pain. I toughed it out until he finally came in and hooked me up. I thought I was good to go when Annie (my nurse) went to put in my catheter... WRONG. I could feel everything. I don't recommend that either. So she decided to check me and see how far I had progressed. Since I was having twins, and attempting to have them natural, I had to deliver in the OR just in case of an emergency c-section. I was supposed to go in the OR when I was dilated to an 8. So i was pretty surprised when Annie checked me...

And I was at a 10. Complete. Ready to go.

Umm... excuse me?!?

The next 10 minutes were a little chaotic. Nurses running around suiting up in their surgery gear and making phone calls to the bajillion people who would be in the OR when I delivered. Calling over to the OR telling them I and the twins were a-comin'. Dr's running over. Austin suiting up in his surgery gear. Just call him Dr. Hunt. And me, laying my hospital bed. Crying.

I was not ready for this. Not this quick. Before I knew it I was being wheeled into the OR. I don't recommend delivering in the OR either. Cold and white and everyone ready to cut you open at any given second. Yikes. Oh, and let me just tell you, there really were oh probably 20 in there with me. Talk about zero privacy. My Dr, my 2 nurses, Austin, the babies' Dr, the respiratory therapist, the anesthesiologist, a whole surgical team, some random (probably not really random, but to me) people just standing in the back, and little did I know there was a window behind me where people could watch. What is this, a movie?? And don't mind me while my legs are up by my head wiiiiiide open. No biggie.

But really, none of that mattered. 
MY FREAKING EPIDURAL WASN'T WORKING!!!

Well, that didn't matter either because when your Dr says push, you listen. 
Hello, it's eviction day for you, Dip and Dot. Everybody out!

So, I pushed for eh, 3 minutes... out pops my sweet, oh so tiny, Baby A.
She was laid on my chest for a minute before she was taken to be seen my the Dr.
I could feel everything with her birth. And one thing I do recommend is that. Actually birthing a child without an epidural is waaaay better then going through the contractions without one.

Game time Baby B. My Dr broke my water (again. yuck.) and had me start pushing. Well, by this time, I was SO numb, I could't feel a dang thing. Sorry 'bout it doc, but I don't know if I'm pushing or not.

But, about 30 minutes later, my Baby B unwillingly joined her sister in this world. She came out with her feet up by her head (glad my epidural worked for that one. Ouch.)


Introducing:

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Ava Jean Hunt                       Indie Mae Hunt
September 16, 2014               September 16, 2014
11:36 am                               12:12 pm
5lb 9oz                                  6lb 9oz
18 1/4 inches                         19 1/2 inches

Both girls came out strong and healthy. We had to stay in the hospital for a few days to make sure their blood sugars were regular but other then that they have been so good. Good eaters, good sleepers... I honestly can't complain at all. For having 2 babies at once they have been angels and I'm so lucky to have them.

Our first family of five picture. And no, I'm not showing my swollen, busted, cry face... so you get to look at the top of my head instead.


Friday, September 12, 2014

37 weeks... what?!?

You guys... I made it to 37 weeks with these babe's in my belly... can you even believe it?! I know I hardly can... I've been going to my dr weekly, and also over to Labor & Delivery for weekly non-stress tests to monitor each babies heart rates and movements... and each time I go, I think to myself, "Okay, this is my last one, nope, this is my last one" and I. Keep. Going. Back. Baby girls are just comfy in there I guess.

Probably one of the worst pictures taken of me... but, this is my outfit as of lately. I only get dressed if I have to go somewhere. Otherwise, it's sweats, leggings, sweatshirts, Austin's shirts... eh, whatev. Oh, and hair and makeup? Let's just forget about those...


As of a month ago, both babies are around 5lbs each. Uhh... you mean I had 10lbs of just baby in my belly? Holy... and it's been a month since that measurement so... take a guess at how much is in there now. Yikes.

Both girls are head down. STAY THAT WAY. I'm hoping for the best scenario here... no slicing my tummy open, okay? Be nice to mommy.

As of my last appt, I'm dilated to a 4 1/2... TMI I know... and when I was having my non-stress test, I was apparently having pretty regular contractions... But could I feel them? No. Shooooot. No pain no gain... Come on babies!!

I still don't have my hospital bags packed. Hello?!? Well, I guess I have little piles of things here and there... a little bit of my stuff, a little bit of babies' stuff, Austin's stuff... Chan's stuff. But nothing in bags. What am I waiting for? Yea, I don't know either.

BUT... I'm all scheduled to be induced on Tuesday, September 16, 2014. Yep, baby girls have a tentative birthday... unless they decide to try to sneak out earlier. I'll be almost 38 weeks at that point. I have been whining and whining to get these babies out of my belly... and now that I have an actual date (and it's only days away...) I'm kind of freaking out and feeling really unprepared. I know through my updates (and my dr would probably tell you the same) that I sound super miserable... but in all honesty, it hasn't been that bad. Yes, I miss sleeping how I want. Yes, I'd like to be able to tie my own shoes. Yes, I'd like to see a lower (much lower) number on the scale... But these girls have been pretty good to me. I'm so super excited to finally meet them and hold them and feed them and snuggle them... But part of me is terrified. What if I can't handle 2 at once? I'm scared of failing... and these girls are going to be 100% dependent on me. I've got a lot to live up to... not only for them, but also for Chandler. I'm so scared of Chandler not feeling important anymore... I know that I'm meant to do this, otherwise I wouldn't be in this position, but I just hope that I can give all 3 of my girls everything they need.

So there ya have it... my LAST pregnancy update! Next time you all hear from me, we'll be a family of 5! Yikes!

prego funnies

For those of us who have been pregnant before, we know that people love to spill their baby facts or give unwanted advice... or basically say something stupid and unnecessary. When I was pregnant with Chandler, I had no idea that people would say the things they say... I would think to myself later, "did that really just come out of your mouth??" I was always super nice about everything and just kinda laugh and shake it off. And now that I know how this whole process works, mamma bear tends to come out sometimes... I've been thinking of some of the crazy comments I've heard over the course of this pregnancy so I thought I'd share some:


  • After awkwardly staring at me *wondering* if I'm pregnant, they finally hear a comment about my pregnant belly and then decide to pipe in and say, "Oh, I thought you were expecting, but I didn't dare say anything... but you do look pregnant." Uh, thanks... I guess.
  • Once I was at the mall by myself with Chandler, a lady standing next to me leans over and says, "Oh, you're going to have your hands full... did you really want to have another one so close to this one?" I'm feeling a little snappy so I make her day by replying, "Oh yea, and actually, I'm having twins!" She didn't say one more word to me. Hah.
  • One of my favorites: "Are they natural?" Yes, but to me, who cares? Whether they were a total surprise, or you got a little help, they're still humans, right? When people as me that, it's like I'm growing a couple aliens in my belly... and furthermore, why do you, a total stranger, care how I got pregnant??
  • A lady at church: "Wow, how did that happen??" Well, lets backtrack to the birds and the bees talk, shall we? I mean, seriously??
  • Another one of my faves: When people think they are positive about the gender of your baby. "Oh, you're having a boy!" Actually, 2 girls... but good guess. "You've got rosy cheeks, you must be having a boy." That's called blush, and no, I'm having 2 girls.
  • The person ringing me up at Babies R Us while I'm buying every girl thing you could think of: "You must be having a girl!" Yes, yes I am... and 2! "Oh, I'm so sorry..." Excuse me, for what??
  • Shopping for post-pregnancy clothes, the college girl working at the store says, "Do you know if you're having a boy or a girl?" I tell her I'm actually having twin girls... Her reply: "Oh yea, I was gonna say, you're huge!" Then she thinks for a second and says, "Well, you look really good for having twins, but your belly is HUGE!" Uh... you're digging yourself in a deeper hole, but thanks... I guess?
That's all I can remember for now... People are so funny...

Here is Baby A and Baby B at 34 weeks:



Up next... my LAST pregnancy update!!!

Monday, August 18, 2014

a prego mom and a cute chan chan

You guys, time is flying by... I could be meeting these baby girls in just a few weeks! Yikes! Things are starting to get real... not that they weren't real before, but now that I'm literally down to a few weeks, I'm kinda freaking myself out.

I have a cold right now. Shoot. Me. As if being super duper uncomfortable all the time isn't enough, lets just throw in my nose running everywhere, I can't breathe, my eyes watering, my throat killing me... anything else? Oh yea, I can't take any medicine. Hashtag sucks to be me right now.

I don't sleep. Seriously. I think I maybe sleep an hour at a time through the night. I get up to use the bathroom at least 4 times a night. I'm up to sleeping with 4 pillows. Yes, 4. I can only sleep on my right side... occasionally I can switch to my left, but usually it's only for a few minutes and then I'm back to my right side. I'm normally a back sleeper so this whole side sleeping thing is killing me! 

I've also been having the weirdest dreams... if you want to call them dreams. I'm still in the process of getting the twins' bedding... holy expensive. and x2. Anyway, I contemplated having someone make the bedding for me... I thought maybe it would be cheaper. Well, I forgot to tell her that I wanted matching blankets as well. Don't worry, I was up all night thinking about the fact that my babies wouldn't have matching blankets for their nursery. Ha. Pathetic I know. I've also been reading Baby Wise... and in the book he talks about newborns needing to eat every 2 1/2-3 hours at first. In my most recent dream, I had these babies and went straight home from the hospital with them... and then...

I didn't feed them for 2 whole days! 

I just let them sleep! WHAT?!? Don't get scared, I would NEVER do that... but in my dream, I just wanted to let them sleep and I didn't want to bother them. So I was up throughout the night stressing about feeding my newborns! Who knows what kind of craziness will go on in my dreams to come in the next few weeks.

Alright, enough about my non-sleeping habits... On to this little beauty:


Little miss Chandler Kate is so fun these days. Well, she's always been fun, but she's learning things so fast and it's so fun just to sit back and watch her.

Chandler has added so many new words and phrases to her vocabulary. Her newest:

-"there it is!" I'm pretty sure she picked this up from me... I would always ask her to find stuff and when she did, I would say to her, "there it is!" So now when she finds something on her own, that's what she says.
-"byeee" with attitude and everything. She whips out her binky and will tell you "byeee" out of nowhere. Sometimes when she's not even leaving.
-She can now point to a dog and say "ruff" but if you ask her "what does a dog say?" her response: "cat." We're working on it.
-Whenever she falls or slips or anything like that, she says, "whoa!" in a little valley girl voice.
-She points to my belly and says, "baby!" and then points to my boobs and asks, "baby??" oh geez...
-She calls her sippy cups "cuppssssss"
-Any drink or body of water she sees is "aagggmmmmm" yea, I don't know either.
-She knows where our cat's food is... she calls it "foof" and only the cat eats "foof". I've asked her "Do mommy and daddy eat food?" Her response: "no." Well, okay then.
-When she wants more of something, she sounds like the birds from Finding Nemo when they say, "mine, mine, mine." Only Chandler says, "mo, mo, mo." More, more more.
-She says "puppy" now. And it's the cutest thing ever. And "hippo". I die.
-Speaking of the word "die"... We were driving to the store the other day and Austin got a phone call... and instead of turning down the radio to hear, he tried to turn off the a/c. Uh, not happening. So after he got off the phone, I said, "You can't turn off the a/c! We'll all die in here!" Chandler from the back seat yells out "DIE!!!" and then laughed to herself.
-In the same car ride, we happened to be driving to Hobby Lobby. We parked and Austin turned back to Chandler and said, "Come on Chan, we have to go to Hobby Lobby" (Hobby Lobby in his "stupid, I don't want to go there" voice.) And Chandler takes out her binky and says, "Hobby Yobby." Equally as funny as her "DIE!" comment about 30 seconds before.
-She now likes to feed herself "apposaa." Applesauce. Duh. Oh and "chs" Mac n Cheese.
-We see a lot of deer around here... and anything even close to a deer (horse, moose, zebra...) is "vvvvv". Yea, we're not sure how that fits either.

Alright, enough of her funny little words.
-She can successfully point to her nose, eyes, ears, teeth, tongue, hair, neck, elbows, fingers, knees, belly button, feet, and toes.
-She'll show you her muscles if you ask her, she knows what her shirt and pants are. And she loves to get her shoes and put them on herself. And then take them off. Repeat.
-Fruit snacks have become one of her favorite foods. I don't even think she chews them. "mo, mo, mo." And they're gone in 15 seconds.
-She also likes chips. But she has to get them out of the bag herself.
-She will now let me put her hair in a ponytail. She looks like Cindy Lou Who, but it's still so cute.
-She wears mostly 18-24 month clothes, except 2T in dresses. Size 5 1/2 shoes. Size 3 diapers but I think she's on to size 4 soon.

I'm starting to freak out a little thinking that Chandler isn't going to be my only baby anymore. I get really sad thinking about not being able to give her all the attention and how I'll love my other babies as much as I love her. And I know I will, and everything will work out just fine. But I keep thinking about her not knowing what's going on when all of a sudden we bring 2 babies home with us that aren't leaving. I know that she will be a great big sister and that she will love them (eventually) I just worry about her feeling left out or feeling like she's not as important anymore. 

Here's to 34 weeks... We can do this.


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Twin Baby Shower

Get ready for a picture overload. My cute mom threw me and the twins the cutest baby shower a few weekends ago. The girls' room is black, white, and gold so she decided to go with that theme... along with some pink, because duh, 2 girls!




She did a breakfast theme... mini donuts, muffins, bagels, yogurt parfaits, fruit... juice and milk too of course!








She definitely went over the top with the decor but it turned out super cute!








For the favors we got all different shades of pink nail polish and paired with a little bottle of cuticle oil.





And dumb me only got a few pictures with the people who came:

Liz and I... she actually had her baby boy 4 days later!


Ashley and I.


And of course, my Chan Chan.


2 more baby girls... Bring. It. On.