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I Almost Died Today

True story. Iwasthisclose . Just wanted to let you know. What happened you ask? Well let me tell you. I have an LCSW. That's Licensed Clinical Social Worker. I worked my tail end off for 2 years and studied my brains out to get it. Then I quit work. I struggled a lot about whether to keep my license. Mr. Mayer even asked me why I keep it. Basic answer= I worked way to hard to get it to give it up. Even if I am not using it right now it gives me something to fall back on later. To maintain it I have to have 16 hours of CEU's (Continuing Education) every year. To obtain those 16 hours I am typically subjected to boring trainings and workshops. This past Sunday I went with a friend to OKC and attended an Ethics workshop. Let me tell you~there is nothing exciting about ethics. Normally I can breeze through these workshops and trainings with some degree of interest and not completely losing my brains. Then today happened and my near death experience. Let me set the stage: I'm a

Let's Try This Again...

I'm back!! Did you miss me?! Did you know I was gone? We were in the winter wonderland of Angel Fire New Mexico last week for Spring Break. It was a loooonnnnnggggg drive, but a lot of fun. All my kids are snow bunnies and loved playing the snow. More about that some other time. The weather in OK has been fantastic. I love warm and sunny days. I really love getting out of the house and my kids really love playing outside. I have mentioned before that taking the Dudes to the park-alone-is impossible. There is only one of me and 2 of them running in opposite directions. This morning my dear friend Megan texted and asked if we wanted to meet at the park to play and have a picnic. Luck would have it Aunt Bets is also BFF's with Megan AND Aunt Bets is on a staycation this week. She was going to play with us. YES! Extra hands! Park here we come! Megan was making sandwiches for the kids, Bets was picking up adult lunch and I was bringing drinks and pears. I hurriedly dress the d

Soccer Mom

So....I'm officially a soccer mom. Yeah. I had always told Diva that she could play soccer when she was 5. My secret hope was she would lose interest and/or forget about it. She didn't. We are a soccer family now. She is on a team with 6 girls. Two friends of mine who are the moms to 2 other players volunteered to be the teams coaches. Why not me? Ha!! I don't know the first thing about soccer. I just learned 3 weeks ago it's called "dribbling" when you kick the ball with your foot across the field (I'm sure my friend Mike the Soccer Coach is dying as he is reading this because I'm sure he reads all my blog posts.) . Oh gosh. I don't have a clue. Diva practices on Wednesday evenings at her school. Mr. Mayer takes her to practice because I can't fit my stroller through the gate. Oh darn :) I was informed when she came home last Wednesday after practice that none of the other girls wear their shin guards to practice. Whoops. I made Diva we


I'm done. With babies that is. Asking someone if they are going to have more kids is a tricky question. At least in my opinion. I mean, how do you know? The person themselves might not even know or have decided yet. Especially for a Mom of Multiples. Take me for example...I often joke that I could handle one baby in my sleep at this point. It's true. I think I could. Do I want to? Nope. I've been on the fence about the subject. I've thought several times since I had the Dudes that "Oh, a 4th baby wouldn't be so bad." However, the older the Dudes get the less inclination I have for more. I know lots of women who agree with me on this topic. They are D.O.N.E. I also know plenty that want more kids. I was helping a friend last night with her 4 month old babies. They were tired and fussy. I was holding one who had no intention of going to sleep and was going to fight it all the way. I realized at that moment that I had no desire to go through that stage again.

The Eleven

I received an email from my fellow twin mommy friend,   Alicia   inviting me to participate in   the eleven ..... Here are the rules: 1. Post these rules.   2. Post a photo of yourself & 11 random facts about you. 3. Answer the questions given to you in the tagger’s post. 4. Create 11 new questions & tag new people to answer them. 5. Go to their blog/twitter & let them know they’ve been tagged. So, here are my random facts about myself. (in no particular order) 1. I am clumsy. Completely ungraceful. I could walk across a flat surface and trip, knock over drink glasses that aren't mine, drop things, etc. It's a natural talent. I'm knock kneed and pigeon toed. It's bad. My mom used to make me wear my shoes on the wrong feet hoping it would straighten out. It didn't work. My poor babies are just as knock kneed and pigeon toed as me.  2. I LOVE to cook. The Food Network is my favorite TV channel. I'm pretty good at following recipes and "tweakin

Two Stitches

Friday was a pretty good day. I even bragged a little about how well it was going here . I should have known better. Let me start by telling you how my Friday night should  have gone. Or, at least how I planned for it to go. Mr. Mayer was out of town at a funeral. He was going to be home between 4 and 4:30. Then he and Diva were going to Science Night at her school. She was very excited about this. I originally planned to stay home with the Dudes. Mid afternoon on Friday Aunt Betsy and I decided that we were going to do a girls night and get some dinner. Betsy talked to Megan and she was going to join us. I was very excited about this. I had been dying to get together with these girls and to get out sans kids for a little bit. I asked one of the girls that live next door if she could hang out with the Dudes until Mr. Mayer came home. I was ready.'s what happened. A little long~sorry. Carter had a yucky diaper. I was changing him and up to my elbows in wipes. There is

Small Victories!

Thank God for small victories! I am celebrating a couple this morning. The Dudes had their 18 month check up this morning. Friday's are also my morning to take Diva to school since it's late start. Normally on doctor days I have Nana Karen, Pam or Mr. Mayer go with me to help out. It is overwhelming and impossible for me to keep up with the Dudes, talk to the doctor and kill me if they have to have shots. So, to be perfectly honest I forgot about their check up this morning until late yesterday. I debated on calling Nana Karen and asking if she would go with us. I wasn't sure if the Dudes would have to have shots or not. Hmmm....what stopped me from calling? The appointment was early this morning and I know Nana Karen is busy and doesn't like early mornings. I hated to call and ask her to help last minute. Mr. Mayer was going to a funeral out of town today and wouldn't be able to help. And, back to hating to call and ask for help last minute is the reason I didn'