3 weeks, Baptism Man, and Birthday

Captured this special moment the other day.  Was it worth the night we ended up having?  Nope, but glad I got the moment on camera. Life feels crazy and simple, loud and quiet, changing on a dime.  Having two flippin' babies at the same time has taken on a new perspective after just 3 weeks - having just one awake at a time during the day can be considered a good day.  Having to wake one who just fell asleep minutes ago when the other one wakes for a feeding hurts.  In the twins world, it's all about making sure they both eat at the same time or close to it.  Unlike with one where you let a sleeping baby sleep, not the case with twins if trying to maximize adult sleep. 

Elise and Paul were baptized the other day.  My cousin Boris (my Dad's Godson) is a Jesuit Priest in Innsbruck, Austria and was kind enough to travel to Munich to baptize the twins.  Lily calls him Baptism man which makes him seem like a super hero.  My sister, also their Godparent, was in town so it was an intimate family affair at the nearby St. Anton parish.  It was extra sweet to have it at St. Anton because my Dad was especially close to his sister named Anton who is deceased. 

Nate turned 35 yesterday.  Last year's birthday wasn't a particularly good one which is a bummer because it was literally his longest one ever.  We spent it flying from Germany to Chicago (making for a 31-hour day with the time change) with a 20 month old.  Enough said.  Not a fun day. This year turned out better.  Even though Nate began his Birthday awake at midnight pacing the house with a crying baby, got peed on by his daughter, and bought his wife some feminine hygiene products and washed my hydrogel booby pads during my feedings, he did manage to get out for a one hour bike ride.....would not have been possible without Sonya being here.  Thanks W-! 

Here are a couple more pics from Christmas time.  The last one is of our family Christmas dinner.  Nate has that look because we are holding 2 very fussy babies both wanting mom's and dad's pinky fingers to suck on which made it trying to eat Oma's yummy cooking and have a conversation over dinner. Regardless, it was really nice to be with family.