Now that I’m a mom…



I’m softer now and not just around the middle.

I’m back to work now…transition is hard. I miss my little ones.

One of my first posts I wrote at work is called Now That I’m a Mom.

Tears welled in my eyes when I wrote it.

Check it out…

The twins’ nursery

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My most favorite place in the house is the nursery. The babies don’t even sleep in it yet since they are in the co-sleeper in our bedroom, but we do spend time in there for some daytime naps, reading, rocking in the glider, and of course, diaper changes.

We live in a loft-like apartment — there aren’t walls to separate rooms, so we bought wardrobe closets from IKEA to act like walls and I stapled fabric to the back of one so it looked pretty. Crafty!

We have these crazy big windows and I made curtains out of fabric, too — much more cost effective. Sadly the windows don’t look out to the prettiest of landscapes, but it’s great for people watching…or watching people walk to the subway or waiting for the bus…and the eyesore that is the elevated subway platform in Brooklyn.

When we first moved in and people needed to find my apartment, I’d just say get off the subway, look across the street for big windows with colorful curtains, and that’s my house.

The sun rises outside those windows and the light that comes in is kind of the most beautiful light shining in ever.

The set of four graphic prints were made by my friend Diane Ferrera. And the keys were made by another friend, Michelle Eddison, aka, Mommy Making Prints. The animals dressed up are by Ryan Berkley — he’s not a friend, but only because I don’t know him…I just liked his work.

My last maternity leave morning



Today is my last day of maternity leave and I’m so happy that it started out sunny.

Each morning, after my husband leaves for work, I have quiet time with the twins. My bedroom gets the morning sun and the the light that comes through when the sky is clear is really beautiful.

After I nurse the babies, we just hang out in the bed. This is the one feeding that they never seem to be fussy after.

Hunter loves looking around giving me tons of expressions with his eyes.

Penelope looks at the designs on our curtains, cooing and making these little excited pot belly pig sounds.

I get gummy smiles and hear their little voices — “ah ah ah,” they both say.

I take pictures with my phone and send them to my mom.

I tell H & P what our plans are for the day. They seem very interested.

I hold their little hands, watch their legs and feet wiggle.

I notice the changes in them that seem to happen each day.

It’s been the most amazing 12 weeks of my life.