Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Personality Conflict

Lots of people have been asking me lately about the boys' personalities and how they differ. The answer is that they are so very unlike one another. The first thing to remember is that all twins are unique individuals. Even the most identical twins have very different personalities. But with fraternal twins, such as Oscar and Judah, they are no more similar than any other set of brothers, and so aside from the fact that they were in residence in my belly together, they have no genetic similarities that would indicate similar personality traits.

Ok, so now that we got the boring science disclaimer out of the way, we can get to the good stuff. Basically it appears that Oscar and Judah couldn't be more different. Oscar is emotional, pure and simple. He is very quick to laugh and even quicker to cry. Sometimes is seems like there is a very fine line between tears and laughter. Oscar is easily scared. Even sometimes when Nini (Brent's mom) gets up in his face to say hello, he freaks out. Oscar is also very jealous, and has demonstrated a penchant for sibling rivalry from a very young age. If someone would hold Judah and leave Oscar in his Bouncearoo (the greatest invention ever, as it provides a safe place for me to neglect my kids) he would go from contently bouncing away to hysterically crying. He is a envious little thing. And he is easily sated or distracted. He can change gears on a dime, depending on what enticement is provided. Give the kid a toy, or a treat, and all that ails him is forgotten or forgiven. His needs are easy to understand and even easier to meet. All in all, I think Oscar is born to wear his heart on his sleeve, good, bad or otherwise.

Judah on the other hand is a serious, thoughtful little guy. He loves to sit and take the world in. He even folds his hands together, a la Mr. Burns, as if he is plotting global domination. Judah is hard to read. His expressions are like a little old man. He looks as if he is judging you, and at the very least he is sizing you up. Judah does not cry easily, but when he does, he means business. And there is no way to stop him from crying. He cannot be distracted by a shiny toy or a silly song. The only way to stop the tears is to fix whatever problem is making him unhappy. In this way, Judah is far more demanding than Oscar. He won't nap until he is good and ready, if he is hungry, there is no delaying the meal, and if he wants to be held, he will not be denied! And Judah doesn't smile easily. You simply have to earn it - but when you do, it is the most transcendent expression. Judah's dimples could melt anyone's heart. It is almost as if he has a tough exterior that covers a warm chocolate center

The most fun part about the boys having different personalities is that it really drives home the point that you are who you are. From birth. They are being raised in identical environments (again, like having a "control" group in a study) and yet they are turning out to be such different people. It really demonstrates how the nature vs. nurture argument plays out. And it is also reminds me that some characteristics really are immutable.

Oscar is emotional, and I think that he might just be like that the rest of his life. And I am very sensitive to that particular personality trait, because (big shocker here) I share it. And I was always under the vague impression that I was emotional because I was tormented as a kid; that I was a "cry baby" because my sisters were hard on me; that I had large personality swings because my life was crazy. But now I am beginning to think that I was simply born this way. And since I was born this way, there is nothing to be ashamed of, there should be no stigma, and being emotional is no more subject to change than your height. Judah's personality gives me some insight into Brent's character. I should be less impatient with Brent's demanding nature; he was also born that way. His mom loves to tell stories about his tantrums at the top of the stairs in his childhood home. The man wants what he wants and will not rest until he gets what he wants...remind you of anyone I have described?

The logical conclusion to this hypothesis is that people are not capable of change. However, I don't think it is that clear cut. The truth is, I think people are capable of little changes. Brent is demanding, but he has learned in our marriage that he doesn't always get what he wants (he no longer expects to control the remote, eat sushi twice a week, etc.). But in the big picture, Brent still is essentially tough on the outside, wonderful on the inside, and very considered in his estimations of people. Similarly, as emotional as I am, I have learned to try and control those impulses so as not to perplex and alienate my loved ones. I simply can't take Brent on my personality roller coaster, because he can't handle it. So I try to keep it as even keel as possible. But happy or sad, I feel those emotions keenly, and express myself accordingly. I can't help it. So it looks as if we already know a lot about Oscar and Judah, and interestingly enough, they have showed us a lot about ourselves.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Blogging Guilt and Month Seven Letter

First off, I am really struggling with writing this blog. I really miss it, but at times it also feels a bit like homework. All day long I think of things that I want to say on the blog, but I just can't seem to find the time to update. I guess that is what happens when you have two kids, a job, a husband, two dogs, and a fat ass that I am desperately trying to make smaller. So, please bear with me as I try to be more consistent about updating.

Dear Oscar and J.J.

You are seven months old. How the hell did that happen? I cannot believe the little people you have become. All of the sudden you are no longer helpless little creatures that cry all the time and instead have been replaced by funny little boys, complete with personalities, likes, and dislikes.

In the last two months, you have reached a ton of milestones. You are sitting up on your own, flipping over all the time, and eating real food! Oscar, you are a fresser (Yiddish for little piggy) and you love everything we put in front of you. You are a big fan of Hawaiian Delight (good choice, I love everything tropical too) and you went to town on a strawberry. You put everything in your mouth, so I wouldn't be surprised if you ate a shoe if it were given to you. Judah, you appear to be more picky - and strangely enough, you appear to prefer veggies over fruits. Kiddo, you are making a big mistake there. Sweet stuff is ALWAYS better than vegetables. I will be sure to teach you all about the value of doughnuts someday. You just couldn't be my kid if you picked sweet potatoes instead of something junky and wonderful, like chocolate. I simply won't have it.

Judah, you are also on the brink of being mobile. You have started scooting around backwards. I know it is only a short matter of time before you are getting into everything. And as much as I am anxious for you to hit your developmental benchmarks, I am terrified of you being able to move independently. I think that might mean the end of my tacit neglect. No longer will I be able to sit you in the middle of the room, assured that I can run to the bathroom, check my email or pour a glass of wine and you will still be right where I left you. Once you guys both start crawling I will commence chasing you. And I fear that chase won't end until you leave for college. Sigh. I am tired just thinking about it.

Oscar, as much as Judah is about to crawl, it seems that you are about to talk. No, I don't think you are even close to saying "mellifluous" or any other impressive bon mot, but I think you are quite close to say Da Da Da, which I consider equally exciting. You have been a verbal little thing since the day you were born, and I suspect that you will continue being our talker. I wonder where you get your loquacious qualities from?

I know it seems that I am comparing the two of you a lot, and really I am trying not to. But look at it this way: every mom spends a good deal of her time comparing her kid to others the same age. I can hardly go to lunch with another mommy friend without us comparing every drooly moment and minuscule milestone. And you guys are growing up right next to each other. Your pediatrician calls you a little science experiment. Really, you guys are an amazing example of nature vs. nurture. You are being raised in an identical environment, with identical conditions, and you could not be more different. Oscar is blond, fair, and blue-eyed. Judah is dark, olive, and well, Jewish. Oscar's feet turn out, Judah's turn in. Oscar is developmentally advanced cognitively, Judah is developmentally advanced physically (you are both on pace in all categories). Oscar is emotional, Judah tends to be serious. Oscar is great sleeper, and Judah, well, isn't. The differences are endless. And we feel so lucky that you are both "on the spectrum of normal" and teaching us every day about how different you are and how important it is to treat you as individuals.

But as individual as you are, you are both my little men. I adore you. Happy seven month birthday!

Love,

Mama and Dada (dammit! Why is it that the Daddy is always gets named first! One of life's biggest injustices).


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The Cupid Shuffle...

Check out the skillz:

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Friday, June 5, 2009

New Pics!







Here are some fun pics of Oscar and J.J. from Month Six. If you have Facebook, you have probably already seen most of these. Month Six letter to the boys on its way, pretty darn close to Month Seven. Oh well.