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Play Ball

Michael has learned how to throw a ball. It is the most precious thing in this world. He will sit there so nicely and toss the ball. The second it leaves his hands he is so excited and ready for it to come back so he can do it again.



Here is a video of Mike playing with the boys. He was hitting himself with their bat and they got a kick out of it! Later on, Michael was hitting Jeremiah on the head with that bat - Michael was laughing and Jeremiah just took it. Once he was done, Jeremiah just looked at me and started crying. I am afraid we have started something.

Mother's Day 2009

This year's mothers day was much different then last years! For several reasons:

1.) This is what the boys looked like around this time last year:



2.) I am not sure I even knew it was Mother's day last year. The boys were only 5 weeks and, although I didn't know it at the time, I was in survival mode. Feeding every 3 hours and every 4 hours in the night; Attempting to learn how to breast feed and not going insane doing it; Getting just a few hours of sleep at night; and adjusting to motherhood in general.

3.) We were still not "getting out." So, we didn't go to church last Mothers Day. Because the boys were preemies, we were not going places except for doctor appointments. This time last year they hadn't even made a trip to wal-mart! *gasp!*

I do remember that last year Mike brought both boys into the bedroom with 2 cards (one from Mike, and one from the boys) and some flowers. I remember he was carrying both of them cradled in his arms along with the gifts. At that point the boys only weighed 12 pounds between the two of them! Also, last year, Mother's day fell on their Suppose to be Here Day Due Date! It was always neat to me that they were suppose to be here due on Mother's Day!

It was a special day in 2008, being a mother for 5 weeks!

After a year and 5 months of being a mom, it just gets more special. The boys are older and more interactive. They are still too young to smother me in kisses and shower me with gifts acknowledge the day, but there is something special about holding these two little men and knowing that they are our children that God has entrusted us with - and I am their MOM! It doesn't get more cooler than that, now does it?

sidenote: when they are older I better get good Mother's day gifts from them - Those boys got breast fed for ONE YEAR AND TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Do they know how hard that was!?

ahem. anyhow.

Mike woke me up before he left for church and brought me 3 cards. One from him, one from Michael, and one from Jeremiah. He wrote the ones from the boys differently based on their personalities! It was sweet. His card to me was very special and encouraging. He gave me a book by Beth Moore called, "Further Still." It is a collection of poems and stories that she has written. He is such a gracious husband and is always encouraging me and showing appreciation. He is such a great father and I look forward to doing something special for Fathers Day this year for him. (I have to make up for last year, when I, well - ok, I'll just admit it - I forgot. Yes, I forgot about Fathers Day last year. But I say I had an excuse - or two, three, four, a gagillion things on my mind at the time!!! Still, I know, no excuse - this year will be better!)

I dressed the boys up in their cute little men outfits and off to church we went. The pastor had all the mom's stand up and it was special that I got to stand up! It is still weird to be that I am a mom. And a mom to twins. This still hasn't hit me yet - and they are a year old!

We went to lunch with some friends and then came home and let the boys nap. My mother's day treat was that I got to relax during that nap time. Their afternoon nap on Sundays is challenging to get them to sleep - seems like they are overstimulated from the morning in the nursery, and all the people that hold them and talk to them, that they can't go to sleep. So, Mike stayed up in the living room while I rested on the bed.

Once they got up, they weren't very happy. Sometimes they aren't rested enough and it can take them awhile to wake up and get happy again. I realized that we had not taken any pictures! So, we got the camera and attempted to take a picture of the three of us. As you can see below, it didn't turn out very well.




So, the photoshoot ended without getting a decent shot, and we cuddled until they got out of their "just awake and unhappy for no reason except that we just woke up" mood.

I love being a wife and mother. Love it.

good day.

good day.

Blog Change Again

I am trying to get excited about blogging again. I enjoy reading other peoples blogs and especially love other mom's blog! So, I am trying to make some changes on the blog front and I am going to try to get back to doing more blogging, instead of throwing an update out there every week or so. Trust me, I am going to get better! I promise!

Somethings to look forward to:
- I am going to do a blog series on cloth diapers. I am sure most of you guys don't really care about seeing diapers but I have had many requests via facebook for some cloth diaper information, and I figured I can do a post on it and just send them the link. And - if you guys are actually interested, then whoo hoo - double goodness!

- I will also do a blog series on making baby food. For the same reasons stated above.

- I am brainstorming on some other blog ideas and I might even start blogging about some serious issues as well. *gasp* Not that the boys aren't serious issues, because they are the dearest things to me, but the Lord has been dealing with several issues with my heart lately and I think I want to begin jotting those down on the world wide web, for all to see.

- which brings me to my next point. I am debating considering un-blocking my blog. Since I blocked my blog, and the increase of facebook activity, I have slowly dwindled away from blogging. Not sure why, just have. I don't seem to be as motivated. But also, there are several blogging things I want to do here and here that would mean I need to have an un-blocked blog. But at the same time, is the joys of a blogging community worth what happened back a few months ago. Or was that just some stupid idiot person that was randomly being an idiot stupid? Hmmm... what's your thoughts on the issue?

So, I know at the moment (at 1:55 Friday morning) my colors on my blog do not match at all. Don't judge them yet - it is 1:55 Friday morning and I can't see straight to fix them. So they will have to wait a while.

But while you wait - you can enjoy this most precious picture of one of the most precious babies in the whole wide world!

Criss Cross Applesauce

Michael was playing the other day while he was sitting Indian style. He sat that way for the longest time!!!

Adorable!

Cups and Spatulas

The boys are not allowed to play in the kitchen. Actually, they are not allowed to even go in the kitchen! The last thing in this world I would ever want to happen is for one of those little babies to toddle in the kitchen while I am cooking and an accident happen. I once saw an episode of Rescue 911, (remember that show?) about a little girl that walked behind her mother when she was going to pour out hot grease. The mom tripped and the grease spilled on top of the girl. Point being: the boys are not allowed in the kitchen.

side-note: I went to middle school with a boy named, Chris Tripp, who claimed he starred in one of those episodes. He played the reenactment of the boy that got bit by an alligator. I wonder if he was telling me the truth now that I think back on it?!?

Anyhow.

Where was I? Yes, the boys aren't allowed in the kitchen. Maybe one day when I have a bigger kitchen we will set boundaries in the kitchen, but for now - it's not allowed at all.

So, because they aren't in the kitchen we don't have any of those darling pictures of babies in the pots and pans cabinet, or in the tupperware drawer, or in the pantry. Instead, I brought the fun to them! I gave the boys a bowl full of measuring spoons, spatulas, and measuring cups.


They especially loved the spatulas - those were big hits!



Notice all the toys behind them. They sat there so content inspecting those kitchen items for most of the afternoon play time.


I took this picture again so that I could tidy up the toys in the background. It still didn't look tidy.

Stomach Bug is a BEAST!!!

Whew!

These past 48 hours have been, horrendous, grisly, grotesque , horrible.

It all started on Wednesday.

Before church I didn't feel very good, but figured it was because of eating popcorn all day and nothing of substantial value. In the back of my mind I feared the oncoming on the Swine Flu, but tossed that theory aside, considering in the past month I have had 4 appendicitis, 2 brain tumors, a heart attack, and cancer of the spine , thought I have been sick many times. Anyhow. We went to church, got some dinner, and came on home. As I was in the middle of eating the Double Cheeseburger from Wendy's I realized that was a poor choice. I finished it nonetheless.

While I was feeding the babies for bedtime, I had a feeling like this would be my last nursing session. The boys seems disinterested and I wasn't even sure if they were even getting milk or not. So, we took a picture, since I was sure it would be the last time - and we don't have a picture of my nursing them at all. Don't worry - it will never be shown on the world wide web. It is for us and us only - I wanted to be able to document what it looks like to nurse two babies at the same time and to have evidence of one of my greatest accomplishments. I was very thankful that I got to nurse them that night - hopefully my body knew I wasn't well and produced antibodies for them to fight against this bug.

Anyhow.

After the boys went to bed, both Mike and I felt very tired and we hit the hay as well. I didn't feel good at all and tried to convince myself that it was just a cold and not the swine flu anything worse.

Then came 1 a.m. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Remember that double cheeseburger from Wendy's? It was definitely a poor choice. One that I kept remembering until 8 a.m. I honestly felt like I was going to die - but I can be over dramatic that way. At one point in the mid-morning hours, we were going to make our way to the ER. I felt like I was going to die, and we were unsure of what to do or what was going on. After a few phone calls, we were certain it was not the swine flu just a rotten case of the stomach bug. Once we got some good meds in me, I was asleep from around 9 in the morning to 8 at night. All day Mike had taken care of the babies - they were fed several times, changed several times, took a walk, and were put to bed! Way to go Mike!!!

Then came 9 p.m. It hit Mike like a ton of bricks. We got those good meds into his system but they didn't have quite the wonderful effect that they had on me. Around 4 in the morning he got up and threw up. I have never seen a man throw up that much. The only word to describe it is, Violent. He did feel better after he threw up, so he quickly got more meds and tried to go back to sleep before the nausea came back. When the boys woke up, I quarantined got him settled in the bedroom and spent the whole morning disinfecting our entire house and bathroom.

So far, he is feeling better - his fever is gone, nausea is gone, and is only complaining of a headache. Once the babies go to bed, he is going to come out of the bedroom and I will change our sheets. The boys don't seem to be getting yet - I am hoping that their last breastfeeding session provided some good antibodies for them.

Thankfully Mike and I didn't get it at the exact same time. If so, I would have given my momma a phone call with a desperate plea!!!

Whew!I told you it has been quite the 48 hours.

I didn't want to leave you without a pic of the little ones. So, this is Jeremiah (I think) playing with Aunt Wissa's laundry basket.