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My boys are 11 weeks today. I write this with Henio in my arms (yes, Luki, I carry you just as much!).

11 weeks of amazement at these two little tots with so much personality, personalities that color themselves bolder each day.

11 weeks of wondering if I’m a good enough mother, fretting that I have to put one down to carry the other, when the last thing I want to do is to not hold either one of you when you need me.

11 weeks of a constantly expanding heart, pushing myself to the edge and finding in myself yet more steam and strength to go on.

Luki bats readily at the mobile, gets excited when he does and kicks out his legs and arms with a look of awe as if he wasn’t the one who just did it. Or perhaps he knows, and is fascinated by the discovery of cause and effect. The effect he has on the world, which will only get bigger and bigger from hereon!

Henio stares at gong gong with utter love in his eyes, charming the man endlessly. He doesn’t bat at mobiles, but he loves to simply watch the spinning of one. When it stops, he makes sounds of clear demand for someone to quickly make it spin again! What a little boss!

Both have had the chance to sit on the bouncer.

Every time Henio sits on it, he poops. Yesterday, he looked out into our balcony and beyond with wide eyed wonder, seated on the bouncer.

Luki, on the other hand, finally gets to meet us face to face while on the bouncer! He smiles and coos while we talk to him on it. He doesn’t like googoo gagas, he likes human talk!

Do babies have a personality and when do they have one? Mine came out with big, distinct ones, and the days make them clearer and larger.

Mama has miraculously found time to read, pages at a time, while caring for her two little otters.

I’ve read:

• Roadside Picnic
• The Count of Monte Cristo
• (Re-read) Exhalations
• (Currently reading) East of Eden

It’s a streak of very good new reads, and I’m mighty pleased. You can really never go wrong with classics.