Happy Birthday Jackson & Jameson!

This is just a taste of what's to come ... literally!

Goodbye

It's never easy to say goodbye to someone you love. We will miss you Big Noni! May you rest in peace.

Photo taken in July 2008. The boys were 5 weeks old.

Grrrrrr!

I'm so bloody tired .... 500am wakeups suck!

Happy Birthday Thomas!

Paul & Jess with their birthday boy

The boys and I celebrated Thomas' first birthday party today! We had a blast! It was the first time I've been out with them alone since moving them into "big boy" seats. Thankfully, Paul was able to help me bring one of them inside. It's not easy having two babies who can't walk yet.


Iva "DeDiva", baby whisperer & mama's saviour

The boys had so much fun playing with the other babies who were invited and with all the toys that were at their disposal, like the stereo, the remote control, and the fridge. And did they ever make themselves at home once they caught sight of Thomas' fridge garage. They didn't fight. Nope. Not at all. Not my sweet innocent boys! ;) All in all, they were well behaved and handled the crowd of people who wanted to say hi (and touch their hair) with grace! They even acquired a couple girlfriends by the end of the day. Jackson stole Elina's toy and shoved it in his mouth. Jameson pulled Annie's hair. If that ain't love, I don't know what is! Wes joined us for the last hour of the party, just in time for the birthday cake! Unfortunately, he missed us singing "Happy Birthday" to Thomas ... three times (don't ask). Then we headed home to feed the boys and put them down for their nap. They slept for 2 hours, so the party must have pooped them out! Why can't they nap like that every day!


The Russells & Fourniers, Party of 7

Calling Moon and Moon

I am finally starting to feel like myself again. Having a baby, let alone twins, can really mess with your head. Your body changes significantly. People look at me as a mother first. Not a woman. And that's sometimes hard for me to swallow.

But I'm finally starting to feel like ME again. My pre preg clothes are now falling off my backside, which is so exciting! I was able to get a pair of jeans off that I haven't worn in a couple years with it buttoned and zipped up (you don't wanna know hahah). Oh and I bought a summer dress from H&M the other day for my ridiculously skinny sister, only to find out that the dress fit me just as well. It's about effin time!

I almost forgot to mention my stalker. I was out by myself and this random guy told me that I was "very lucky" and walked off. I have no idea what he was talking about, but it made me feel good in a creepy kinda way! Anyway, the point of this rant is that I've realised that I can still have the life I once had. I can still feel good. I just need to make the effort to get out there and enjoy life and the people in it, while appreciating what I have in front of me!

Robyn x

True Mama's Boys

The boys love to follow me around. They flock to me like I'm some magical creature. It's amazing! But they tend to gang up on me too, one hanging off each leg. Right now, our kitchen is the new "peach pit" and they love playing with the "jukebox" (aka the fridge farm). They love taking all the magnets off the fridge and throwing them on the floor. Then they laugh. And then I clean up after them. And then they laugh. At me. Where is the justice!?

My sad attempt at brushing Jackson's hair straight!

Get Me Outta Here!

Believe it or not, the boys were super excited to pose for another month of guitar pics ..................... NOT! It goes without saying that they were absolutely petrified to be in Daddy's guitar case. They cried and cried (and cried some more), so we took our pictures quickly and called it a day. Next month is going to be pitiful!

Taking Over The Family Business!

The boys were proud to wear their Daddy's logo on their onesies! Jameson looks like an absolute doll. So happy. Posing in Daddy's guitar case for their 11 month photos ... not so much!

Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil

Seriously, the boys look like they're plotting something quite sneaky. The looks on their faces just says it all!

Just Leave Me Alone!

Mmmm this bed is way better than mine!

We got terribly sick over the long weekend. I don't know exactly what we caught but I wouldn't wish it upon my worst enemy (not that I have one but you know what I mean)! We tried our best not to get the boys sick. Both our parents came down to care for us and the boys while we recovered, but on Sunday, Jameson started showing signs of letargy and then bam .... barf central! Jackson followed suit on Monday.


All I need is a pillow and the remote and I'll be just fine!

Being barfed on ... well, that was a new experience for me! And the following week was the week from hell. Wes and I weren't back to normal yet. We were barely eating and were totally burnt out. We felt lousy but we needed to be strong for the boys. They were troopers. They didn't eat much. They slept a lot. And they were cranky on and off. But so began the love affair with our pillows ... it was the only thing they wanted! The good news is that I lost 7 pounds (wait, isn't that a movie???) and am now officially back to my pre pregnancy weight! Hooray for vomit! :)

A Little About Me

So ... I started this blog well over a year ago and realised that I have yet to really introduce myself to you, so it's only fitting that I provide a little background on ME so here goes.

My name is Robyn. I'm a shopaholic and have been known to be extremely undomesticated as I'm sure you are well aware of by now. I'm a musician by day and writer by night. I'm a true insomniac. I like being in front of the camera, as well as behind it. I was classically trained in piano, but my true passion has always been my voice. I went to University. I partied. I travelled. I loved. I lost. I broke hearts, including my own. And I did it all and with no regrets.

I am a flirt by design and I love to laugh. I am too social for my own good. I'm chatty. I'm witty. Some may say I'm gullible. Oh, and I'm super sarcastic. I believe people come into my life for a reason (even if they leave just as quickly as they came). I believe in colours and vibes. I believe in best friends and soul mates. If you're reading this, there's a reason why you're in my life, and for that, I am grateful to you.

I wear my heart on my sleeve. I believe that crying is cathartic. I often want what I cannot have, but it doesn't stop me from trying. I aim to please others, but I'm learning now that the only person I need to please is myself. I have an abundance of love to give and I'm learning to live each day like it's your last. I have a very vivid imagination. I can be a very good girl and a very bad girl, all at the same time. Oh, if you only knew ...

So, in a nutshell, my blog focuses on my life and the things that inspire me to share my thoughts with you in this manner. Welcome aboard, thanks for reading, and enjoy the ride! :)

Robyn x


It's another world when you're behind the lens

Let's Launder ...

Oh Jameson ... always getting himself into trouble! This time, with the clean clothes hamper! He was having so much fun in there. I didn't want to steal his thunder so I left him in there to giggle. That is, until he started trying for a poop and when that happens, all hell breaks loose! Poor little guy!

40 Pounds ...

of love that is ;)

Schmothers Day

Nothing says Mothers Day like a good ol fashioned oven fire to start off the morning! The dough for the breakfast buns Wesley bought ended up rising too quickly, so he thought it was best to make them before we turned in. But all the butter and sugar that he used to make them extra yummy ended up leaking onto the oven floor, causing our oven to smoke like a crazy biatch. We opened all the windows and doors and tried frantically to air out the house. Man ... that really sucked! But Wesley redeemed himself later that morning. I had breakfast and mimosa's in bed, followed by homemade cards from the boys, a beautiful lunch that turned into dinner, and overall, a carefree day of lazing around the house while Wes looked after the boys. It was perfect! My first Mothers Day ..... I could get used to this! ;)

Rebel Yell

The boys can now pull themselves to standing and they love doing it in their crib. Oy veh! This has changed our bedtime routine drastically. Their newfound freedom means that they spend time laughing and jumping in their cribs, rather than winding down for bed. Tonight, Jackson would not listen to me. I kept putting him down and he'd quickly grab onto the rails and pull himself back up to standing. And then he'd laugh at me. Yup ... my life!


Go to bed!

You're In Trouble Mister!

This post needs no words ...

Naps Suck!

The boys usually wake up fairly groggy from their naps. And if I'm alone, and they wake up at the same time, they are both left crying for a couple minutes until I can get them both settled. But on this particular morning, they decided to comfort each other. How sweet ... in a sad kinda pathetic way.

Lap Dance ...

Jameson got too close to Jackson, and when he fell, he fell right on top of his brother. And then they posed for the camera. Yup. My children. Posers. Really? OK, Jameson wasn't terribly thrilled, but Jackson ... well he's such a ham, so it made for a great photo moment! :)

Canada's Next Poser ...

And the award goes to ... Jackson! He is a natural born poser. I swear, I didn't show him what to do. I didn't give him any pointers. He just sees the camera, stops what he's doing, and poses. He's an actor, just like his mama! God love him!


Cheese!

Ummm ...

There are so many things wrong with this picture .... let's just say that we're going to have to move a few things around!

Holy Cuteness!

It's illegal to be this cute, is it not? I just can't say it enough ... I just love my boys so much!! We get photos taken every 3 months to document their growth and I was so happy with the way these turned out! The boys were well behaved. They didn't cry or spitup once (hallelujah)! And they actually enjoyed themselves. We let them crawl around on the floor while we made funny faces and sang funny songs. We kept things casual and we got some great results! This one is my favourites! It totally captures our boys to a tee!



Not that I can't take photos myself, but it's nice to be in a few for a change. Now I know what some of you may be thinking, but I'm far from vain (cough). I am so proud of my boys. When I look into the eyes of Jackson and Jameson, it's hard for me to fathom that they belong to me. That I made them. That they grew in my tummy for 9 months. That they have my eyes. Life is a beautiful thing, and we have that times 2, so forgive me if I enjoy sharing my joy with the world.


The Russell Family (April 2009)

Look Ma!

Look who's standing ...

Scream!

So, we all know that Jackson loves to scream! Ever since he was about 4 months old, he discovered his voice and it's only gotten louder and louder! I really can't blame the kid. He probably got it from me! Sometimes, he hits notes that Mariah Carey can't even hit. And I swear, I'll be deaf by the time he's 2! Normally, Jameson gets very upset and covers his ears when Jackson screams (he has very sensitive ears) but today, he had a different reaction to Jackson's excitement! Just watch!

Little Tony?

So apparently, our Jameson has inherited the stank eye from my dad, except when I look at Jameson, I melt. When I look at my dad, I run the other way! ;)


I'm too cool to pose for this photo Mum!

It Wasn't Me!

Now that they boys are both crawling, they are getting into everything, including the cookie jar (aka the toy basket). Oh boy! Well at least they're staying entertained and out of trouble ... for now! :)


I didn't do it, I swear ... if this isn't a look of guilt, I don't know what is!