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Where Did The Time Go?

I'm sure this is something all parents go through, but the past couple of weeks I have been really noticing how my little Diva isn't so little anymore. Where did the time go? As dumb as this sounds it really hit me Sunday when I was at the mall. The kids are outgrowing their clothes left and right and had some gift cards to Gap. I was looking at the girls clothes in Baby Gap and it was all too small for her. She's a 5 now. That took me back for a minute. Another night not long ago Aunt B, Diva and I were at Target when Aunt B asked me if Diva could wear the big girl clothes yet. It took me a second, but I realized, that yes, she can. Ouch. She's not a baby. I have Apple TV on my living room TV. While it plays music pictures we post on Flickr scroll on the TV. I have pictures from a few months ago mixed in with the most recent pictures. As I watch these pictures scroll by I notice that a few months ago Diva was still pudgy and had a baby face. Lately in her pictures she…

Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful for...
SAHM...I was never going to get married. I certainly was never going to have kids. I was going to travel the world and be a writer. Then along came Mr. Hubs in 2001 and changed my way of thinking about everything and here I am today a SAHM and I love it. I am so thankful to have the opportunity to be able to do so.
STTN....those boys have been doing it for a couple of weeks now and it is pure bliss. Even though we've all been sick with colds their nighttime sleep has not been disrupted too much. Now, napping is another story!
Christmas...I love Christmas. I always have. I love the beauty of it, the tradition, the family, the giving, every…

Not My Daughter!

I blogged about a month ago how Diva had been throwing temper tantrums and getting in trouble at school. Well, a few days after that blog post Diva comes home. We are in the living room playing. She is being oddly good. Meaning, no temper tantrums, she hadn't back talked and was being very helpful. Weird. Well, about an hour after she had been home I finally got around to looking at the daily sheet her teacher sends home everyday. I'm reading about what she had for lunch and what art project they did. I make it to the end of the page and it says that my sweet little Diva SLAPPED HER TEACHER IN THE FACE! I am furious. I asked Diva about this and she said "Yes...I wanted to be the first outside and she was making us get in a line." WHAT?! I am on the verge of murdering this child. I have never been so angry at her in my life. In lieu of killing her I send her to her room. I was afraid if I did anything other than that I might hurt her. By this point Mr. Hubs comes out …

In Sickness and Health

The Holiday season is in full force as well as cold's around our house. It's been a great week! To catch everyone up both little boys have colds complete with fevers this week. I feel so bad for them. Other than Tylenol and sucking out their noses there just isn't much I can do for them which makes me feel miserable. I don't like it when my kids are sick. I want to make them better instantly and I can't do that. I feel helpless. In addition to the little one's having colds Mr. Hubs and I have colds as well. Mr. Hubs has a yucky cough with his. He always has the need to cough at really awkward times. Such as when we are putting the boys to bed. It's funny to watch him try to muffle the cough and the look of panic in his face. I know he can't help it. I haven't gotten the cough. I just have the miserable runny nose, chest congestion and all around lousy feeling. I have a very low tolerance to medication. For some reason I still think that I can take c…

Sleep Tight, Don't Let The Bed Bugs Bite....

It's been a minute since I last wrote...we have weathered the Thanksgiving Holiday relatively unscathed. Relatively.
 I'm a big believer that sleep fixes a lot of problems. I've always been somewhat of a drill sergeant when it comes to Diva getting enough sleep. Mainly because if she doesn't we all suffer. I'm someone who wold be perfectly content with 20 hours of sleep a day and not think twice about it. It doesn't happen...lately 6 hours of sleep is a luxury. I have tried to maintain the same sleep standards for Shrek and Donkey that I do for Diva. They were barely a month old when I was starting a bedtime routine and putting them to bed at a specific "bedtime."
When Diva was very small she was happiest going to bed at 6:30 and then she would sleep until 7 or 7:30 sometimes later in the morning. The 6:30 bedtime was inconvenient since Mr. Hubs and I were working full time and would barely get home when Diva would want to go to bed. But, we did it an…

Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful for...
Health....I keep hearing about friends and their kids getting sick. So far, knock on wood, we are all healthy and the worst illness we've had has been colds.
Seat warmers in my car...it sounds silly, but last night was cold when Diva and I left dance lessons and I was so thankful I had a seat warmer in my car.
Diva....she has tested my patience greatly this week and I am very thankful I didn't kill her after she slapped her teacher. She is a beautiful, strong willed child that keeps me on my toes. I have to be creative with her.
Neighbors....they brought a pumpkin pie over last night made with real pumpkin, not canned. It was divine.

My Friend Taught Me...

I have a friend who recently blogged about a game she liked to play called the Glad Game. She learned it from the movie Pollyanna. I have never seen Pollyanna, but I will trust if my friend says it's good, it must be. To play the game you take inventory of everything around you and find things to be glad about. Now, my friend who taught me this game has every reason in the world to be bitter and angry at the crappy things that have happened to her and her family recently. Yet, here she is playing the Glad Game. I'm not exaggerating when I say my friend is my hero and I strive to be more like her everyday. Tonight especially I was taking life hard. Mr. Hubs was out later than normal, I was tired and all 3 kids were screaming. Normally I would get very grouchy with the kids and wallow in self pity for a little bit. However tonight I thought of my friend and the Glad Game. While they might have been screaming and things might have been a little overwhelming tonight I was glad. I …

Kicking and Screaming

Friday was an interesting day. I was scrambling around the house trying to get bags packed for everyone. I was going out of town for a birthday shopping trip in Dallas. Mr. Hubs was taking all 3 of the kids to his mother's house on Saturday. I was trying to get things packed, cleaned up and put away and in order for Mr. Hubs. In the midst of my chaos I had a phone call from Diva's school. That is never a good sign. My first thought was that she was sick because that is the only time they ever call. In my mind I am rearranging the weekend and preparing myself for a sick little girl. I had missed the phone call so I was calling the school back preparing myself for the worst. When someone answers I identify myself expecting to be told that Diva is sick and I need to come get her. Only, when I identified myself the girl goes "hold on" and before I know it I am talking to Diva's teacher. Hmmm...this isn't good. Ms. Teacher starts telling me that Diva has thrown a …

Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful for...
Mr. Hubs. I am turning 30 this month and I have not been excited. During date night last week Mr. Hubs tells me that for my birthday he is sending me and a friend to Dallas for the weekend. It took some convincing and about 20 minutes later I finally believed him. My friend and I are leaving on Friday and coming back on Sunday. Mr. Hubs is taking on all 3 kids by himself so I can have a few days away. The thing I'm most excited about? Sleepingall night! While I do feel a little guilty about leaving him with all 3 kids, I am more excited. He always does really good gifts, but I think this is the best one yet. 
Today. Today is the first da…

A Lot Can Happen In Two Months

Two months ago today Mr. Hubs and I successfully took our peaceful little life together and turned it upside down and shook it--really good! That's right, Shrek and Donkey are 2 months old today and a lot has changed. In the effort to jinx myself I would say that we are settling into our new roles- finally! Diva is still madly in love with her brother's and wants to help with everything except changing diapers which she says is "gross." If I knew how to upload pictures onto this blog I would. That is a lesson Mr. Hubs is going to have to give me one of these days, or do it for me ;) So, here goes, without pictures...
Donkey, two months ago...
My first born, you came out without much effort. In fact Doctor said not to push too hard because you would hit the wall behind him if I did. You were screaming as you came out. Daddy and I could hear you in the next room as they were cleaning you up. Very healthy lungs.
You arrived weighing 6 pounds 4 ounces--not shabby for a mu…

Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful....
for the fact that I did not have triplets! There is just two of them....
for friends who make me laugh daily...
for a really awesome babysitter who can make date night possible...
for date night, gives me something to look forward to all week...

Finding Time...

When you are pregnant you come up with all these grandiose ideas of what having a child will be like. Well, at least I did. People you know, things you read and strangers you meet along your journey all tell you how important it is to take time for yourself. To keep doing the things you enjoy and get away on your own whenever possible. When I was pregnant with Diva I was delusional to think that the baby weight would disappear before I left the hospital. I would have a beautiful baby that was happy and slept well. I would have time to do all the things I had done before and the things I wanted to start doing. Before I had Diva I belonged to a gym. I was there religiously every morning between 5:30 and 6:00 and really liked going. During my pregnancy I gained 80 pounds and lost all motivation for physical activity. After she was born it was a struggle to find time to anything for myself. When I did have a minute the guilt of leaving her was so overwhelming I rarely left her. As she got…

Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful....
for Mr. Hubs who gets up with me EVERY NIGHT to feed babies and change diapers...
for the deflated spare tire that was once my stomach because this body has given birth to 3 big healthy babies...even though I changed 6 times this morning cussing it the entire time...
for the option to be able to stay home with my kids and the option to go back to work if I choose...
for deciding not to take the pacifier away this week, it's a busy week and we are all much happier for that decision...
for really great family, friends and an awesome babysitter who enabled me and Mr. Hubs to go out and have a little fun this week...
for Shrek who gives me lots of…

Suck It

I'm writing this in a delirious state...last night, well early this morning, was rough. From about 3:30 on Shrek and Donkey took shifts screaming. Why? Because they kept losing their pacifiers/binkies/pacies whatever you call them. It's not an exaggeration for me to say I hate the things. Diva never used one, but as a result she sucks her middle and ring finger to go to sleep. We've tried everything short of putting something on her fingers to get her stop. It doesn't really bother me that she sucks on them. What will happen to her teeth and mouth is what bothers me more. We hadn't left the hospital with Shrek and Donkey before they had a pacifier. As a result we are in their room every 5 minutes at night and nap time putting the things back in their mouths until they fall asleep. Then when they wake up in the slightest they start fussing for it. This causes them to wake up pretty frequently during the night. I am nearing my breaking point with the things. I unders…

How Do You Explain Heaven?

I don't know why death is on my mind this week. Maybe because my brother in law was killed 2 years ago this week. Maybe because Diva has been asking a lot of questions about heaven and death. Maybe a combination. I don't know, but it is. Death is a natural part of life. A part I don't like, but a part none the less. Diva has been very curious about death and Heaven lately. How do you explain Heaven to a 3 year old? It started during a conversation about family. She is deeply interested in who my mom and dad are and who Daddy's mom and dad are. Well, that's where it's complicated. Papa J is not Daddy's Daddy. Papa Walt is Daddy's Daddy. "Where is he?" Well....here goes...Mr. Hubs and I had been married 3 months when his dad was diagnosed with lung cancer. By the time we found it the cancer had spread- everywhere. Mainly it had spread to his brain. We were hopeful and optimistic. We fought a good fight. His dad was a real trooper and humored us …

Who Are You and Why Are You Touching My Baby?

People love babies. I know this. Working in Child Abuse for 10 years has taught me that people love babies. They are cute and snuggly and so loveable. Now, two babies, that is really something special. I've adjusted to the fact that I have twins. I have even adjusted to the fact that I have a 3 year old and twin babies. What I am still not used to is the staring. I'm a somewhat shy person. I don't like to draw attention to myself, I don't speak up in crowds and I have a hard time standing up for myself. Since I have had Shrek and Donkey I have noticed how unapologetically people stare at me and my family like we are circus freaks. Not only do people blatantly stare when we go out somewhere, but they ask questions too. My favorite questions is "Are they twins?" I promise one of these days I am going to reply "No, they are just brothers." or maybe "No, I just had my kids really close together." My most recent experience with the staring and …

Let Them Eat Dirt and Beetle Larvae on a Rigid Schedule!

So...Shrek and Donkey, (or Fatty and the Old Man as I affectionately call them) are a month old now. It has gone by fast. I'm still exhausted. Diva seems to be settling into her new roll as Big Sister. In fact she went all day yesterday without peeing in her pants. What a relief--but that will be another post! When I had the babies I had the best intentions of breastfeeding. I breastfed Diva for 4 months until she decided she wanted a bottle and I couldn't pump enough to keep up. I was hoping to breastfeed the twins for 6 weeks at least. I didn't have high ambitions, but I thought they were realistic. Well, reality sunk in quickly. Two weeks in I decided to stop breastfeeding and dry up. I felt a little defeated. But, I felt my mental health was as important as their nutrition. Mommy was going to loose her mind! All I was doing was nursing babies. In addition to the round the clock nursing the little vacuum cleaners were leaving me sore and in tears every time. So, babies …

Popping My Cherry

Well, here goes...my first blog. I haven't ever done this before. Mr. Hubs has been keeping a blog for a long time. I've been hesitant b/c I still have no idea what I'm going to blog about. My life has taken a lot of different turns this past year. All the turns have led me here today, sitting on my couch writing a blog. I've been married for a little over 7 years. We have a 3 year old daughter who is a fireball of energy. Some days I'm not sure how I can possibly keep up with her. I had twin boys 3 weeks ago, so I'm a little sleep deprived. When we had our little Diva 3 years ago we knew we would have more kids. The running joke between us was Mr. Hubs wanted 2 and I wanted 3 kids. Saying that, 2 was going to be fine with me. I just liked to push his buttons. So, when Diva was 2 we decided it was time to have another one since we didn't want a huge age gap. Well, after months of trying, not having have regular cycles and tons of stress my doctor said that …