In the Week of Mathilde

It's not that we don't love Alexis (we certainly do!), but I thought it might be nice to celebrate each girl individually for one week. We got a lot of video of Mathilde this week so it seemed a good fit to make it her week. So tune in next week for all the goods on Lexi....
8 Weeks old today! I can hardly believe it. I guess I can stop saying that now since it will probably be true every Friday for the rest of my life. Time has doubled in speed, or at least that's how it seems. Each day races by and each week is a blur. I wonder why that happens once you have children. Maybe it's just me? Maybe it's that with two babies every task takes twice as long and before I know it, an hour, or two has shot by in what felt like ten minutes. I'll have to find a way to slow down.
So Mathilde met the mayor last Sunday. We were invited by the city council to attend a meet and greet of all new residents of Lac-Beauport and city council members at the community center last Sunday. It was really lovely! They served wine and beer and an assortment of finger foods. They played nice music and had a clown set up in the next room with babysitters for the children. We kept the girls with us, of course, and eventually Tilly woke up to be nursed. Once she was finished I put her up to burp her while the mayor was giving his talk. She was bright eyed and smily faced and so managed to get herself repeatedly photographed by communications officer for the local paper. She had everyone's attention focused on her and away from the mayor; she had effectively stolen the show! The mayor turned out to be a forgiving soul however, and he made a point of meeting our Tilly during the social portion of the event. Her sister, incidentally, slept through the entire affair.
Tilly has been smiling more and more each day. Which is sort of funny since she's the one we affectionatley call the Screamy Screamington. It has more to do with the nature of her complaints than the frequency of them though. Tilly has, from day one, made her displeasure known by emitting a high pitched squeel. It's very feminine, in fact, and it never fails to make us laugh. (She'll no doubt hate us for that later in life when it follows a thwarted attempt to get candy or whatever). Either way, she has increasingly been giving us the most charming open mouthed, gummy grins. She's not quite laughing yet, but she responds to tickling, smiling and the sudden appearance of a parent. She does not, however, care much for her sister. She proved this by puking on her the other day when her father held her over her sister who was lying on the change table. Oh well, maybe next week.
It is funny though how the girls go out of their way to avoid looking at one another. The dog (River) also fails to exist for them. They are only interested in our faces, and those of complete strangers. If we hold the girls up to one another, they will go to extravagant lengths to avoid making eye contact. We have no idea why. Perhaps it stems back to something that happened in the womb? They're certainly not talking anyway.
Today is our first day alone without Ivan. So far so good. The girls are dressed with real clothes on. River and I have had breakfast and I even made the bed this morning. That's a real accomplishment. I will sign off though since they are in their swings/chairs and I'm trying not to rely too heavily on those things. Tilly has just started her protesting anyway. She says "Ah Gee" (hard G) over and over again. We're going to go and have tummy time for a while and then maybe a nap? Wish me luck. Until next week!