Archive | January, 2012

One Year Later

28 Jan

A year ago today I married my best friend and the man of my dreams. I stood at the end of the aisle waiting to walk to my future, having no idea what all God had in store for us, but I knew as I walked down to this amazing man, I was leaving behind all my hurts and rejection from the past. I was letting love into my life and for the first time ever, had NO fear about that.

The past 365 days, have been some of the best. There are times I cannot believe this is my life. I get to wake up everyday to THIS. You see, when you’ve been where I have, in the pits of loneliness and despair you don’t take a life so richly blessed for granted.

I am so thankful for the past year of marriage. I am thankful I have a husband who honors God and puts him first. I am thankful that he has accepted me and all my flaws and inspires me to be better. I am thankful that he loves my daughters as his own and strives to be a Godly influence in their lives. I am thankful that we laugh together and love spending time with each other. I am thankful that he listens to me and does all he can to be my rock. I am thankful that he does not put up with my crap and keeps me in check, but more so, I am thankful when he does this, he does it in love. I am thankful that he is the kind of father to Reese and Haley that makes God proud. I am thankful that he does not take himself to seriously and knows that communication is everything. I am thankful he has torn down my walls and has helped me to trust and never wonder if I am good enough. I am thankful that he makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.

I can’t believe we are wrapping up the first chapter in the book of marriage, but I am even more excited about what God has for us in the next. Erik Elliott, I love you more today than ever and I am proud, honored and blessed to be your bride.

Thank God for Kenny G!

23 Jan

It’s 1:00 a.m., and my precious baby girl Haley is screaming. I have already fed, changed and rocked her, but nothing is working. I am exhausted and quite frankly I want to cry right along with her. Erik sits up in bed and in his haze just looks at me like…PLEASE get that child to shut up already. It was in that moment that I had a BRILLIANT idea. An idea that has helped us for the past week now. MUSIC! She needs music.

I love my I-phone, I mean I really LOVE my phone. It has a Pandora app and it is this app that has allowed Erik and I to get more sleep than we were getting before. Because I listen to Pandora at work and leisurely around the house, I already had a variety of different “stations” in my settings. I went to my “Dave Matthews Band” station and clicked the play button. I laid the phone next to Haley and she stopped crying for a minute, but that was it. Okay, I have to admit, I was a little bummed that my child didn’t automatically share the same love for Dave Matthews as I did, but I have many years to change that, so it was on to the next channel I thought might work. I clicked the “Adele” channel, and to no avail, she cried even louder. With one eye open, I selected, “Create a New Station” and typed in the search option, KENNY G. I honestly have no idea what it was that made me think of Kenny G, but I am so thankful I did. Within seconds of hearing the sounds of his saxophone, she stopped crying, and not just for a minute or two, she was actually asleep and totally relaxed. I looked at Erik and we both just smiled, laid our heads down and slept for 4 hours straight, something we have not been able to do since the girls came home from the hospital.

It is amazing to me how even at 6-7 weeks old, people develop a need for music. Haley cannot sleep at night without her “Kenny G” station playing now. And she knows if it is NOT that station. I tried to put on sounds of the ocean and rain forest last night because I am a little over Kenny G, but she knew and was not having it. I really don’t care what it is, if it gets the child to sleep then it could be tribal dance music for all I care.

So, dear Mr. Kenny G…Thank you for making music my “temperamental… I don’t like to sleep but like to cry at night daughter” loves. You have helped this sleep deprived mom and dad get a few extra hours of shut-eye! AND that is priceless.

Why I don’t make eye contact when out in public!

18 Jan

I decided that I would go to Walmart this afternoon to pick up a few things. I had some time between Bible study and picking up the big twins, so I figured I would kill two birds with one stone; get what I needed with the few minutes I have to spare.

I parked the car, got out the double stroller, put both babies in and bravely walked into Walmart. From the moment I walked in, I was on a mission. I needed to get wine (several bottles, because every sleep deprived mom HAS to have a lot of wine at home) some healthy snacks, coffee and a baby brush. I thought this would take 10 minutes top! That’s what I get for thinking! I was in the baby section looking for a brush when I heard them. “Oh my goodness, would you look at the twins.” When I looked up, there they were! Two women in their 60’s (actually they were 59) standing by my stroller! “We are twins just like they are,” one said. I knew what was about to happen so with a very “fake” grin, I braced myself for their life story.

They were born 2 months early. Their mom did not know she was having twins.They almost died. They were in the hospital for a month. Both of them now have eye problems. One was married and had two sons while the other twin never married. They now live together since the one who was once married divorced and they are both retired.  This went on for 20 minutes. And of course after they told me everything about themselves, they wanted to know about me. They actually asked me how old I was, of which I lied. I said 22, but they didn’t believe me, so I had to tell my real age (ugh). Then came the fun question, “Did you have assistance ?” Hmmm… this one made me think for a second; Assistance??? Then I got it.”Yes, I did. MY HUSBAND!” They both looked at me very puzzled by my answer. Well, he did assist me but that is not what they meant. Did I have IVF…(InVitro Fertilization) I told them that no I didn’t, and in fact I have a set of twin girls who are 12, and they were conceived naturally as well. WHY did I say that? Two sets of twins…. They were beside themselves. They had never met a woman who had two sets. For a moment I felt like a celebrity. I was hoping they would ask for my autograph, instead they asked… Do twins run in your family? What are the names of the older twins? Do the older twins love the new ones? How do you do it with two sets? Were the babies early? (both sets) Are you having anymore? Are the older twins identical? How long were they in the hospital? The questions went on and on. I did my best to be nice and answer the questions, but this had come to an end. I was now running late to get Ashlyn and Bre and my intention from the beginning was to get what I needed and get out.

Please don’t get me wrong, I love having two sets of twins and I know with that comes a lot of attention, but there are times I just want to run into a store, grab a box of tampons, wine and get out. So, I make a conscious decision not to make eye contact with people when I am on a time limit. I am not a prude, I promise, it takes me more time to get the babies ready and into the store than it does to be in the store itself.

So the lesson in this blog posting… Be nice to moms with twins. Compliment them about how AMAZING they look for having two babies at once. Tell them their babies are beautiful and look just like their mom 😉 and move on. They will remember you and maybe even write a wonderful blog posting about how YOU made their day!!!!

Dirty Diapers, Bottles and Laundry… Oh My!!!

15 Jan

Every morning I wake up and take a look around my bedroom. I swear, I don’t know what all I do in the middle of the night, but from the disaster in front of me, I seem to change about 6 diapers per kid, make several bottles and start a nice little pile of laundry that I will only add to as the day goes on.

It is amazing to me how two little girls can create so much work for a mom. I am pretty picky with how my kids are, so our day always starts with a bath. There is nothing better than a baby who smells like baby powder and yummy lotion, not to mention being in clean clothes. What’s funny is that those clothes do not stay clean for long, and after the first poop of the day, they definitely don’t stay smelling so yummy. After baths, I lay them down and walk into my laundry room, which is full of baby clothes that either need to be washed or folded and put away. I thought that the big twins went through a lot of clothes. Clearly, I forgot what it was like when they were little.

After laundry is done, it is usually time to eat. So here come the bottles. The real challenge is when you have to make bottles with a screaming baby in your arms, but I have mastered this task! Go me!!! I have also mastered feeding 2 babies at once, and quickly checking Facebook or my e-mail… at the same time. You learn to multi-task fast! Then, my favorite… the dirty diapers. Ok, what the heck? Reese weighs about 7 1/2 pounds and Haley is maybe 7 pounds, so where in the world does all this poop come from? And to have it double is just so fun. After the poops… the cycle starts all over again.

So, bottles, dirty diapers and endless laundry is my life right now and I have to admit… I LOVE IT and would not change it for the world. Having twins is a lot of work and just when you think you get a moment to yourself, you don’t; however, it comes with the greatest joy. Two beautiful little girls that make my crazy and busy world go round!

Exhaustion!!!

14 Jan

Exhaustion: To wear out completely. 

You know the saying; “you can sleep when you are dead.” Well, I used to like that saying until I experienced what extreme exhaustion is like. The life of a mom with 6 week old twins (and 12-year-old ones too) is one that never seems to get rest.

This morning at around 3:30 a.m., I found myself trying to bribe my 6 week old daughter into letting me sleep. I actually said out loud, “Haley, if you let mom sleep for 3 hours, I promise to give you whatever you want later.” As I am sure you guessed, my little bribe got me nowhere, certainly not 3 hours of sleep, but hey when you are THAT tired you will try anything.

I looked at my sweet little girls as they slept soundly today, with a bit of jealousy. I remember the days, just a few weeks ago, where I could lay down on my bed and not stress about having to have a bottle ready or diapers next to me. I remember getting up to use the bathroom without worrying about how much noise I was making. I remember sleeping when I wanted, where I wanted. I guess it is true that we can sleep when we are dead, but I would really appreciate some sleep while I am alive. I don’t have to have hours of it, but an hour or two would be nice. So, until those days come again… I will daydream about sleep and continue with my bribes. Who knows, many one day soon, it will work.

Love, A VERY exhausted mom!

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