Melissa asked a pretty good question: How are the pets doing? (Emphasis mine.)
With all the talk of babies and such, it's easy to forget that we have a fairly sizable menagerie here.
To answer, they're handling the changes to the household pretty much as we expected them to. The cats were pissed off (literally) or indifferent and Maia was excited to have new pack members but initially got depressed when she found out there would be a lot of changes to her daily routine. (She's a lot less depressed now that we're settled...)
The biggest change for Maia was that we weren't able to spend as much time with her as we used to. During those first crazy weeks, her walks and playtime had to be cut really short since we were fumbling around, learning to live with two babies. The "learning to live with" resulted in an influx of stuff. All of sudden there was a bouncy seat, then along came a swing, and then a "snap n go" stroller frame... Each new thing that came into the bedroom resulted in less floor space for Maia. We suddenly found her to be underfoot most of the time — Mark actually tripped over her one night and faceplanted! — and she seemed a bit confused by all the new things.
She also sensed that her position in the pack had changed. No longer was she "#3" in the chain. There were two wee little beings that were suddenly occupying that place.
But we were sensitive to the changes. We didn't get rid of her dog bed, despite the fact that it took up a lot of floor space and she only slept on it about a quarter of the time, because we knew what message that would send to her. We bought her new toys and treats and played with her whenever one of us didn't have a baby. She got lots of leftover Chinese food. Her walks got longer again. And, we just kept giving her affection — little pats, rubs and "You're a good girl" go a long way.
Thankfully, once we were more certain about our abilities, things got back to quasi-normal.
As for the cats... There've been a couple of "R. Kitty" incidents where Spot has revenge-peed on things — Mark's shorts and Maia's rope toy come instantly to mind — but otherwise, that's been it. Naturally, they've been curious and have wanted to see the babies, but on the few occassions when presented with one they've turned tail and walked away.
Still, they hang out in front of the bedroom door, listening to what's going on inside. So, the cats have pretty much been doing as they've always done.
You see, the bedroom / nursery is the only room that is air conditioned and we've been pretty much holed up in there. (Hence the hanging out in front of our door. Nothing makes a cat more curious than a forbidden place.) It's nothing new, actually, since it's been happening every summer since I moved in with Mark. The cats are locked out but pretty much have run of the rest of the apartment.
Stranger's decided to claim the bathroom as his own personal sanctuary, although occassionally I do find all the cats lying around in there. Why? Who really knows? What I do know is that at the end of summer I will have to replace my bathmats because they are slowly tearing the shit out of them.
Spot, when he isn't following a human around, can usually be found hiding out somewhere in the kitchen. Behind the fan where I can't see him is his favorite spot.
And the cattens, well, they're still evil. They're usually either in the "cat room" (aka, our living room / guest bedroom / home office) or wherever they can cause the most trouble. Oh, and they're actually adult cats now, but I think I will forever refer to them as "the cattens."
So, long story short, everything is pretty much status quo in the animal kingdom.
Now for the sneak peek mentioned in the post title:
Can you guess what I've been up to? Or what I'm going to be doing next?