Mommy's genes

Now that we have a little bit more time, we take the twins out a fair bit. It's easier to actually manage them outside because there is more to distract them with. I have grand plans but whether they come into fruition, you will know by what I blog about.

Yesterday, we took them to Botanic Gardens in the morning and Bambini at Dempsey for a play date. They had a lot of fun and didn't seem to think it was too exhausting even though both parents felt like they'd run the marathon, which they wisely opted out of doing.

The point of going to Botanics was so that they could run around and run around they did. They chased one another, they chased me, they picked up stuff, tossed it and ran after it like "Fetch" for babies. And what impressed us was their ability to climb up the steep grass slopes on their own and Evan's ability to walk back to the car. Packrat is convinced that of the two, Evan will be the one who is more likely to take after me and do some competitive racing. This is because Evan can walk or run distances without getting distracted by anything in his path. Jordan's not as good at doing that yet. But what is comforting to note is that both of them love running around and have no qualms getting all hot and mucky.



We'll see who ends up wanting to be more athletic and that one is definitely the one with more of my genes. The one who is happy to just paint and draw and aspires to be in the Art Club, well, he or she has Packrat's genetic footprint.

Where the both of them take after me is their ability to drink water. When they were newborns, I was warned not to give them water because that might cause them to reject the breast. Then, when they were older, I was warned that giving them water was not a good idea because they could get water poisoning. Then I was told to not offer ANY water to Baby J as she was underweight and was supposed to give her milk everytime she wanted water. Well, that did not work. I'm not sure if it was a genetic thing because I know I learnt to drink so much water because I was in the track team and we trained under blistering conditions and were often subject to water parades. Each athlete had a 2 litre Coleman jug and that had to be empty by end of training. So I first I got used to drinking so much water. Then I started depending on drinking so much just becauser when I didn't, it felt weird. And then I started teaching and HAD to drink that much water especially since I was proned to tonsilitis and sore throats (the sore throat bit is genetic- both my brother and I have the ability to get a sore throat from just looking at deep fried food). The necessity became even more imperative when I was carrying the twins because I got hot very quickly what with the twin turbines inside of me and tended to get dizzy spells, according to my doctor, because I didn't get enough water. And now, the breastfeeding calls for it. It's always been necessary and it's become part and parcel of me, so much so that if I don't drink any fluid for more than 15 minutes, my mouth feels parched. But see, it was all a matter of conditioning and I'm not sure if this can be genetic but whatever it is, the twins drain their water bottles, think it's exceptionally fun to drink from my cup and Evan drinks water so quickly some times that he literally has to come up for air after that.


Anyway, it's served them well and will continue to serve them well, especially since they lose so much water running all over the place and we're happy for them to do so. Fully hydrated kids are easier kids. Well, I'd like to think that anyway.



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