October 21, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Balance…possible?

Balance. I sort of hate that word. I often hear parents talking about finding the right amount of “balance” in their lives between their work, spouse, kids, and themselves. I’ve always said that it’s less about balance and… — **Balance…possible?**

Balance. I sort of hate that word. I often hear parents talking about finding the right amount of “balance” in their lives between their work, spouse, kids, and themselves. I’ve always said that it’s less about balance and more about prioritizing what’s most important and spending time doing those things. Balance would then just…appear.

I feel terribly unbalanced these days and maybe even unnecessary. I think I’m missing a need to be needed. That sounds weird and looks even weirder written down. Why should any of us need to be needed? I don’t know but I do.

I realized after I had my cycling accident that everyone seemed to do just fine while I was laid up in bed. Tere went to work just fine, the kids went to school…the world kept spinning without me. So why do I feel like there isn’t enough time in the day to get ahead at work, give my kids the love and attention they need, think ahead to the holidays and maybe, just maybe show my spouse that she is not the last thing I’m thinking about every day?

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September 22, 2011 / Heather Somaini

I’m BACK tomorrow so get ready!!! :) It’s all about my gnarly cycling accident and what it means to be a parent when your kid sees you sort of “broken”.

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August 19, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Moving With Babies

No, you’re not seeing double. It sort of looks like the same baby doesn’t it? Same thin hair and skin color. Same half scared look of “you’re not really going to leave me here, are you?” Poor kids. They have the same genetically predisposed, oddball sense of humor parents. The ones that think it’s fun to stick your baby in a UHaul and take a picture as if they were packing the kid up. No, I don’t have any lasting, residual issues about it at all.

That top picture is me taken as my parents were packing up to move from Vermont to Sacramento, CA. I wasn’t ready for California yet as my mother decided to move back to Vermont pretty quickly. My California destiny would take another twenty plus years to become clear and I would travel most of the world before heading to the Golden State. It’s a pretty amazing place to end up.

That kid amongst the boxes is our daughter Izzy as we were packing to leave the “house on the hill” and venture into the unknown a bit. Moving is an adventure isn’t it? It’s about planning and planning and packing and packing and throwing away and giving away and arguing with your spouse about what can stay and what must go. It’s a lot of work and then the crazy, hectic day comes and it seems like it will never end. When you finally get to sleep, it’s probably in a bed on the floor with boxes stacked all around.

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August 12, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Babies’ First Christmas
I’ll be honest…I don’t have much to write about our babies’ first holidays. Nothing spectacular really happened. But if you’re like me, you love the holidays. It truly starts around Halloween, winds through to Thanksgiv… — **Babies’ First Christmas**

I’ll be honest…I don’t have much to write about our babies’ first holidays. Nothing spectacular really happened. But if you’re like me, you love the holidays. It truly starts around Halloween, winds through to Thanksgiving, peaks at Christmas and finally goes out with a bang on New Year’s. I love the smell of the holidays. I love the feeling in the air, the change of colors and the urge to shop. I love how much love there is around me. It’s the time of year when everyone puts their best foot (or heart) forward. I like people best then. I love a little more. I try to argue a little less. Hopefully, I’m successful!

What I do have for you are some really fun pictures from our first holidays with the twins. For Halloween, Tere had to have two different costumes for them. One was for their Mommy and Me class (as Hershey’s Kisses) and the other was for actually going out trick or treating. Now we all know there’s no real trick or treating with 7-month-olds, but they sure did look cute as a bumble bee and a lady bug.

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August 10, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Why Won’t Those Babies SLEEP?????
Once we decided to have kids, life changed – incrementally at first and then in large swings into uncharted territory. No matter what we thought kids and parenting were about, we were wrong. That’s the one thi… — **Why Won’t Those Babies SLEEP?????**

Once we decided to have kids, life changed – incrementally at first and then in large swings into uncharted territory. No matter what we thought kids and parenting were about, we were wrong. That’s the one thing no one really tells you. The moms tell you all about the cute parts like buying baby clothes and how they smell. The dads tell you all about the hard parts like lack of sleep and poopie diapers. But no one tells you that what you’re about to experience is so outside your realm of understanding that it’s not even worth trying.

Each phase ratchets upwards like some sort of rollercoaster from a planet where rollercoasters are a mode of transportation from the ground to the top of a high-rise building. At first, they hand you this newborn that does nothing but eat, sleep, and poop. You burp them a lot and hope that they’re ok because you have no idea what they need or want. My only thought was to keep moving forward every day. The jolt to my normal sleep pattern was severe. Just. Keep. Moving. Forward. **READ MORE**

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August 05, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

I think this looks funny…:)

Our Idiot Brother: Often typecast as a clean-cut funnyman, Paul Rudd tries happy hippie sweetheart (a kind of Lebowski) on for size, and it’s genius. Fresh from behind bars (selling weed to a cop can apparently do that), naive Ned squats from one sister’s abode to the next, creating a string of mishaps (cue resolution with neatly tied bow), while hoping to rekindle his relationship with Willie Nelson (a.k.a. his pup). Some call Jesse Peretz’s Sundancer cookie-cutter, but smart comedy with heart is brilliant in our book.

It’s like: Dumb and Dumber meets Touched by an Angel.

Take: The Dude. And Smarties.

Premieres: August 26

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August 05, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Margaritas Are Your Friend!
I know you’re asking yourself what a picture of two babies floating aimlessly in a pool has to do with margaritas or more to the point, why margaritas are your friend. But trust me, they are.
Tere nursed the twins for a… — **Margaritas Are Your Friend!**

I know you’re asking yourself what a picture of two babies floating aimlessly in a pool has to do with margaritas or more to the point, why margaritas are your friend. But trust me, they are.

Tere nursed the twins for about seven months. I use the term “nurse” loosely because she never really did nurse them. We had so many complications before the babies were born and then after that a couple weeks in, we abandoned nursing altogether and my wife pumped exclusively. The twins both ate formula with as much breast milk as Tere could produce. Tere always said she wanted to nurse for at least six months. I was happy to go along with whatever she wanted. Six months seemed like a great amount of time to me. READ MORE

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July 29, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

My Kind of Weird
I’ve been thinking lately about people. Our people specifically. We have people in our lives that we rely on in varying degrees. We have a small inner circle of family and friends that are our constants, the ones that we keep very c… — **My Kind of Weird**

I’ve been thinking lately about people. Our people specifically. We have people in our lives that we rely on in varying degrees. We have a small inner circle of family and friends that are our constants, the ones that we keep very close. From there, the circles get bigger and expand to include all the other people that we spend time with.

But one day we had kids and everything changed. Our family stayed in the same circle, clearly they had to – they’re FAMILY. I started to see our friends in different groups – friends with kids, friends without kids, gay friends with kids, gay friends without kids, single friends and friends in relationships. The list went on and on. There was always a disconnect between what we were doing and what our friends were doing. Something easy to point at but difficult to fully appreciate. Read More

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July 27, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Best. Night. Ever.
A friend of mine was telling me recently of the great detail and excitement that another friend was providing about a dinner she had at The French Laundry, the famed restaurant in Yountville, CA. I listened as my friend seemed in … — **Best. Night. Ever.**

A friend of mine was telling me recently of the great detail and excitement that another friend was providing about a dinner she had at The French Laundry, the famed restaurant in Yountville, CA. I listened as my friend seemed in awe of how amazing the food was; the excitement that each course was explained to her in words that seemed otherworldly. I could see that my friend was lost in this dreamland of amazing food, great wine and brilliant surroundings.

I hated to disappoint her but then again I wasn’t – sometimes it is fun to have the upper hand. I told her the food wasn’t THAT great. She looked at me and kept talking. I said “I’ve eaten there three times. It’s very good but it’s not rave-about-every-morsel good.” My friend seemed somewhat disappointed. She sort of didn’t want to believe me but then she had to, she knows me well enough. I wouldn’t lie to her and I know my food. Read More

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July 22, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

I kinda went on a rant in today’s blog….hope you guys understand….sometimes it just happens. :)
Same Sex Marriage in Vermont Gone Wrong
I read an article the other day by Karen Hartman in the New York Times. It chronicles her ve… — *I kinda went on a rant in today’s blog….hope you guys understand….sometimes it just happens. :)*

**Same Sex Marriage in Vermont Gone Wrong**

I read an article the other day by Karen Hartman in the New York Times. It chronicles her very unusual situation. You see, back in 2000, Karen and her girlfriend drove from their home in Brooklyn up to Vermont to get hitched under that state’s more favorable same-sex marriage laws.

I have to add a disclaimer here and let you know that my family is from the great state of Vermont. I lived there until I was ten; my grandparents are buried there; my grandmother Pearl worked for the state’s long-standing senator Patrick Leahy; my mother and cousin graduated from the University of Vermont…I love that state. But even I didn’t run off to get married there “just because I could”.

As you know, New York just recently passed a new law to allow same-sex marriage in their state and the first ceremonies will be held this Sunday, July 24th.

The problems began for poor Karen and her nameless lesbian wife four years later when Karen had an affair with a man and decided she wasn’t gay anymore. Read More

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July 20, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

The Thing With Twins….

There are tons of challenges with twins that suck up vast amounts of brain power as a new mom. You’re already working on a reduced amount of engine capacity from lack of sleep and being thrown into the deep end of the … — **The Thing With Twins….**

There are tons of challenges with twins that suck up vast amounts of brain power as a new mom. You’re already working on a reduced amount of engine capacity from lack of sleep and being thrown into the deep end of the parenting pool. There’s nothing right about being required to learn a completely new task that constantly changes from minute to minute while under the duress of limited sleep. It’s just not right. Thank God newborn babies are really cute and helpless, otherwise our species would have died off long ago.

Twins are unique and they come with their own set of weird and odd issues. The first is –do you keep them together? Yes, of course you should actually keep both of your twins and not give one away, but what I meant was, should you keep them together in the same crib or in separate cribs? I’m sure there are lots of opinions on this but we were determined to keep our twins together in the same crib. We kept our daughter in a bassinet in our bedroom but as soon as our son came home from the hospital, we put them together in the same crib. I remember that first night when my unflappable mother came running giddily into me and said “You must come see them. It’s the cutest thing I think I’ve ever seen.” It was awfully cute, two small 6-ish-pound babies in that gigantic crib sleeping soundly. Fast-forward six months, and they were rolling over onto each other and kicking each other in the head. It was time they each had their own crib and although we were worried about their separation anxiety, they had none. Read More

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July 08, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

What is Family?

I was with my family this past weekend for the 4th of July – hopefully you were with yours. On the way home as I watched our babies sleep on the plane, I started to think about how much I miss my family, how much I need them and how… — **What is Family?**

I was with my family this past weekend for the 4th of July – hopefully you were with yours. On the way home as I watched our babies sleep on the plane, I started to think about how much I miss my family, how much I need them and how much I want them around more.

We’re an odd bunch, our clan. My grandparents were products of the Depression and had an unbelievable work ethic matched with a strong sense of humor. They believed that you could be anything you wanted but hard work was the only way to get there. They passed down a strong sense of self-served, with tongue firmly planted in cheek. They all picked themselves up by their bootstraps and when they made mistakes, they picked themselves up again. They suffered. They fought back. They came from hearty stock. Read More

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July 01, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Independence Day

I love the 4th of July. It’s warm out, the food is generally being cooked by some burly man in an apron over an outdoor grill, and there are fireworks. I mean really, what’s better than fireworks and men cooking for you over an … — **Independence Day**

I love the 4^th of July. It’s warm out, the food is generally being cooked by some burly man in an apron over an outdoor grill, and there are fireworks. I mean really, what’s better than fireworks and men cooking for you over an open flame? Fireworks make me think back to being a kid in Vermont. My parents would take us to what was probably a small park but to me it felt like a gigantic field that went on for days. I’m sure there were like maybe fifty people there but it felt like an ocean of people to me. I remember that feeling on a summer night when the air is finally cool and the sun is setting, your skin still slightly damp from the day’s heat. I always loved slipping into that jacket my mom always made sure I had and finally feeling warm; lying down on the blanket and smelling the cut grass. It always felt like such a treat to be out so late with the grown-ups as if something very mysterious were happening at that time of night. I’m sure mysterious things were happening – it was the 70’s in Vermont.

This year we’re celebrating the 4^th at my parents’ house in the great state of Tennessee – I say “great” somewhat facetiously since they’re trying to ban the word “gay” there. Is it possible to ban a word? I’m sure we will be requested to engage in conversation about it while we’re there. Not with my parents but instead with some random, slightly intoxicated retiree that is still trying to figure out how we conceived our kids.

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June 29, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

P.S. - This picture is our daughter (Baby A) being held by the famous Dr. C. :)
My Realization That Doctors Are Amazing

If you’ve been reading our story for the past year or if you had a first-row view of our challenges to create our family, I’m s… — P.S. - This picture is our daughter (Baby A) being held by the famous Dr. C. :)

**My Realization That Doctors Are Amazing**

If you’ve been reading our story for the past year or if you had a first-row view of our challenges to create our family, I’m sure you understand the lows and highs that came along with the ride. You understood that this was a marathon, not a sprint. You understood that patience and hard work would see us through. But you see, I’m slow. I struggled and fought and resisted every step of the way. I didn’t want to give in, didn’t want to let go, and I didn’t want to trust.

At some point, over time, it slowly sunk in. It sunk in that I wasn’t in control, that I couldn’t make all the decisions, and that I needed these people in my life who were trying to help me. They were helping me regardless of my questions or my hesitations or my need to understand every last detail. Those doctors and nurses were keeping our unborn children growing and eventually they not only kept them alive but also kept Tere alive when everything went to hell in a hand basket.

(By the way, being a parent gives you the right to use old-time phrases like that – it’s pretty awesome!) Read More

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June 24, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Do You Have What it Takes to Design Your Baby’s Nursery?

It’s a tricky thing to design your first baby nursery. Many couples have two (or more) babies and so maybe they have the opportunity to do it a couple times. We had one opportunity s… — **Do You Have What it Takes to Design Your Baby’s Nursery?**

It’s a tricky thing to design your first baby nursery. Many couples have two (or more) babies and so maybe they have the opportunity to do it a couple times. We had one opportunity since our first pregnancy was a set of twins – or a “litter” as someone called them once.

I was maniacal about not wanting to paint the nursery pink or baby blue and Tere agreed we should keep it gender neutral. With all of our pregnancy complications, we ended up doing almost nothing. Actually less than nothing. All we did was add a crib and rocker to our home office. That was it. It was now an office/nursery.

The babies slept in the same crib for about six months. To be honest, they could have slept together for a really long time but inevitably one of them would kick the other while sleeping and immediate crying would ensue. We decided to separate them. Although the desk stayed, we did move out everything else from the room and added the second crib.

What happened next was absolutely my fault. I take full ownership. Read More

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June 22, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

The Hangover: Baby-Style

I wrote a Top 10 list awhile back of the things I thought important to know when having a baby. One of those things (#8) was to get out often with your baby…which I hope you did. #9 on that list was “Date Night” which wa… — **The Hangover: Baby-Style**

I wrote a Top 10 list awhile back of the things I thought important to know when having a baby. One of those things (#8) was to get out often with your baby…which I hope you did. #9 on that list was “Date Night” which was one of our early mistakes. We just didn’t do enough of them. I guess we kept thinking that we wouldn’t be as vulnerable to “relationship collapse” as other people we knew. And anyways, when you’re working too many hours, sleep deprived and exhausted, “date night” sounds like pure torture. Our bed and the remote control were perfect.

Early on, our friends Julie and Amy offered to come babysit so we would go out on our own. We turned them down a million times but they were insistent. They lived near by so that was nice and the babies were about six months old when we finally took them up on their offer. Tere met them at the house for the “hand-off” and everything went swimmingly. Julie and Amy have lots of nieces and nephews so we weren’t worried about their ability to manage the babies and felt confident they would have a fairly peaceful evening. Read More

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June 17, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

The Loch Ness Monster

The first time we tried to quiet one of our crying and screaming babies was only a few days after the twins were born. Up until that point, they had done the usual crying that babies do when they’re hungry or wet or need to b… — **The Loch Ness Monster**

The first time we tried to quiet one of our crying and screaming babies was only a few days after the twins were born. Up until that point, they had done the usual crying that babies do when they’re hungry or wet or need to be burped but it’s all child’s play until something really goes wrong.

Izzy had stopped eating at the hospital and they ran an x-ray to see if she had an intestinal blockage. They started before I had arrived at the hospital that day and my wife immediately sent me to the nursery to find out what was going on. When I arrived, a nurse was holding Izzy down while a technician took the x-ray. Izzy was screaming her head off – or at least as much as a two-day-old can scream. The nurse holding her looked at me and said “Well, she’s a fighter. You know that much for sure!”

They wrapped her back up and handed her to me. I was dumbfounded. What in the world was I supposed to do with this tiny, screaming baby? The nurse handed me a pacifier and we worked to see if it would help in calming Izzy down. It partially worked for a little while. Read More

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June 15, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Newborn Poop

Poop is utterly terrible. When your newborn comes home and starts pooping everywhere, it’s all good. Why you ask? Because the poop really isn’t poop. It’s some odd non-poop that cleans up easily and barely makes a dent in your day.… — **Newborn Poop**

Poop is utterly terrible. When your newborn comes home and starts pooping everywhere, it’s all good. Why you ask? Because the poop really isn’t poop. It’s some odd non-poop that cleans up easily and barely makes a dent in your day. I mean, there are a ton of diaper changes but the poops are small and containable. It’s like poop-lite. Then your baby gets a bit bigger and the poops start getting bigger too. And smellier. But it’s still containable.

Until THAT day. You know the day…the day your really attractive, always put-together girlfriend comes over and desperately wants to hold the babies. She’s so sweet and thoughtful and brings gorgeous outfits for them to wear. We chat away for what seems like an eternity, having a GREAT time. And then it happens. She mentions that maybe something is amiss with the baby she’s holding. I reassure her that everything is just fine. More time passes and when she adjusts the baby, poop is everywhere. I mean everywhere. It’s incredibly embarrassing. She swears it’s not a problem but we’re mortified. Her $200+ jeans now reek of poop. She did come back one more time to visit and luckily for us it was “incident-less” but strangely enough, she moved back east after that. I’m sure it was because of the poop. Read More

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June 10, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Tere Does Not Do Shots

We were at an event this past weekend with friends from all walks of life. Straight, gay, married, single – but the most differentiating factor was “with or without” kids. Kids seem to separate the men from the boys a bit.… — **Tere Does Not Do Shots**

We were at an event this past weekend with friends from all walks of life. Straight, gay, married, single – but the most differentiating factor was “with or without” kids. Kids seem to separate the men from the boys a bit. I don’t mean to disparage any “non-kid having people” but honestly **nothing** is as stressful on your life or your relationships as much as kids. Well, maybe a life-altering accident or an alien invasion but barring something like that…

I’ve tried to explain this to smart, accomplished people with lots of kids in their lives (but none of their own) but it’s completely unfathomable until you have them. Before kids, I really thought I had asked all the right questions and experienced as much as I could. But I hadn’t. I had no idea. I was clueless. I’ve said that having kids is the most amazing and most horrible experience of my life. There’s no middle ground. No grey. It’s life at the extremes.

Before kids our roles were fairly fluid except for the things I’ve mentioned before. Everyone knows that Tere would rather I drive, open doors, and order wine. Other than those three, everything else was pretty much fair game. After kids though, everything adjusts. With one kid, it’s relatively easy for two parents to sort of switch off and on, with one taking care of the baby/kid and the other doing other things. With twins, you’re both sort of required to pitch in at all times. Before I knew it, our roles and responsibilities were quickly divided up. We each had our chores, things we did best and situations where we excelled. Well I use “excelled” loosely because I fear we didn’t do much well. It was more like a well-you’re-not-as-bad-at-that-as-I-am-so-you-should-do-it sort of deal. **Read More**

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June 08, 2011 / Heather Somaini / Source

Design
Every March here in Santa Monica is a design and architecture event called CA Boom. Unfortunately, CA Boom seems to have gone by the wayside in the last couple years which makes me sad. But before the babies, Tere and I walked the exhibit… — **Design**

Every March here in Santa Monica is a design and architecture event called CA Boom. Unfortunately, CA Boom seems to have gone by the wayside in the last couple years which makes me sad. But before the babies, Tere and I walked the exhibition floor gathering up new ideas and generally checking out all the cool things designers were doing. We would also go on a home tour – an inside look at some of the most amazing houses on the Westside of Los Angeles.

Just before the babies were born, I realized that they would be about three weeks old for the next CA Boom. I really wanted to go and for some reason, Tere said ok. As the day approached and in my usual “what’s the best way to do this?” fashion, I started to realize we needed a plan. I knew we couldn’t keep loading and unloading a double stroller onto the little tour shuttle. Everyone pointed me to the Pump Station – they would have a solution!

I showed up there on a Thursday and they could clearly see I had no idea what I was doing. They showed me the only carrier that could be used with twins – the Baby Pouch Sling. To call it a baby carrier to my untrained eyes seemed ridiculous. It was just one long piece of cloth! The woman proceeded to show me how to wrap myself in this thing and then put both babies inside. I was awestruck and completely scared out of my mind at the same time. What if that big knot came loose and the babies fell out??!?! Read More

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