Yaya

"Yaya" deserves a post all its own. Yaya is a small yellow robotic hamster, popularly known as a Zhu-zhu pet, that Ella has developed a great affinity to. She wakes up in the morning and goes looking for him, all the while yelling " Yaya! Yaya!" When she gets home from the babysitter's house, she looks at me, hands turned up, asking " Yaya?"
It's so freakin cute.
"Yaya" is also her generic word for all animals. With Rowan it was "Baaoo".

Yaya? Baao? Where do these kids come up with this stuff.

Neglect!

Neglecting this blog is actually a good thing. It means I've been too busy taking care of the munchkins' extreme neediness to blog. Oh and besides, Kedar had major hip surgery. AND we had the winter holidays ...
Long story short, it's been an eventful couple of months. These are the days I'll look back on and wonder "How did I do it?" And the answer is what every parent will give you: "Somehow, you just do it."
Somehow you just summon up the stamina for one more feed at midnight, one more dose of Tussin DM at 2 am. Somehow you hold them for 3 hours straight when they're burning up with fever and don't want to be anywhere else except your arms. Somehow you feed them, make sure their underwear is clean, get them off to school. And in the midst of all this, somehow you shower (every other day), stumble into your clothes (whatever fits/is clean) and show up for work.
But.
Ella now sports FOUR fashionable new teeth.
Rowan has a new "victory" dance routine that's even more hilarious than the hockey dance.
They're playing with each other more and more every day and love is blossoming.
So that's what makes it worth it.
I hear it gets easier when they're bigger. Busier but easier. I'll take it!