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10 Jan

It is hard to believe that we are already 10 days into the New Year! I hope and pray that all of you had a wonderful holiday season and an amazing New Year celebration. This year is already off to a busy start for me and I have so many new and exciting things to be thankful for.

A few years ago, I was introduced to a friend who God has used to ignite a love for the art of makeup within me. She is an amazing makeup artist  here in the San Diego area and I have learned so much from her. After many long talks with my mother-in-law, about what I want to do in life and how I was going to move forward as the babies get older, I decided to start looking into make-up artistry schools. After doing research, making phone calls and even talking with others, I found Bellus Academy. I made an appointment to meet with the school director and within minutes, I knew this was the school I wanted to attend.

I went home and talked it over with both my mother in law and my husband. They both could see that I really wanted this and told me that I needed to pursue this. I decided to really pray about it and weigh out all my options. Although the school is only 6 weeks long, for a mom with babies at home and teenagers in middle school, I began to worry about the timing of this all and if I could manage it all while trying to study and learn all I can. After much thought, it came down to this… If not now… WHEN?  So, with that, I called the school and made another appointment; this time with admissions.

At the same time I was making the decision regarding school and my future career path, I was asked by the leader of my Bible study at church, to co-lead a group with her starting the middle of January. Of course, school starts on the 21, just days after the study resumes from Christmas break. I once again found myself in a place of prayer and wanting to make the right decision not only for myself, but my family as well. This was also something I have been wanting to do and was honored to even be considered for such an important role. Although I was very excited about all these things, my heart kept going back to one VERY important role in my life…  The role of…MOM.

For me, school and co-leading a Bible study at a church I love, are both a dream come true, but so is being a Mom to these 4 wonderful girls God has so graciously loaned me. I remember thinking, when I was told I was having another set of twins, that God had to be kidding me. What was he thinking? I knew that he had a sense of humor, but this really took the cake. I was far to old to be starting all over with not one, but two babies… and I was out of practice FOR SURE. At that time, I was unable to see the “bigger” picture and although I saw God’s “fingerprints,” it was not until recently that I saw his “hand print.”

Wether I am going back to school, leading women grow in their personal faith or simply sitting on the floor playing with my girls, God’s fingerprints are all over my life right now. I am able to pursue my personal goals, but still pursue my daughters and be home with them, which is a far bigger pursuit than any of the others.  I am realizing more and more, to seek the “fingerprints” of God rather than the entire hand print. In His time, the hand print will be revealed, but you wont be able to notice the hand print without  seeing the fingerprints first.

Many Blessings ~ Summer

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Thanksgiving Vacation is Here

20 Nov

My favorite week of the year has arrived; Thanksgiving!!! Just the mention the word makes me want to dress in full pilgrim gear and strut around the next few days. However, that wont be happening!!!

I left this morning for my in-laws house in Manhattan Beach. This place has become home to me. If Erik and I had the means to move now, we would do it in a flash, but until then, I come up here for vacation.

After we arrived and got everything situation, the babies went down for a nap. You know what that means… Time for a run on the strand. It was the most beautiful afternoon and for any runner, a beautiful day equals… a run you don’t want to end.  5 miles was NOT long enough, but I am getting up in a few hours to do it again:)

After my run, I came back and went right to the kitchen. I decided to make dinner for everyone. MIRACLES DO HAPPEN 🙂 Dinner was so good, easy and clean, I had to share.   So here we go!

Summer’s Speciality Salad

Ingredients

1 bag of organic Arugula

I Granny Apple peeled and diced

I cucumber peeled and diced ( I only use 1/2 , unless I am doubling the salad)

1/2 red onion diced

1 cup cherry tomatoes cut in half

1 avocado cut in thin pieces

3/4 cup of almond & dried cranberry mix

Directions

* Wash Arugula and put in a salad bowl

*Dice the apple, cucumber, onion and tomatoes and pour over Arugula

*Toss the salad

*Top with the avocado, almonds and  dried cranberries

*Once served, feel free to use your favorite dressing. I personally like Trader Joe’s Vinaigrette. However, tonight we used Strawberry Vinaigrette and it was DELIC!

Clean Chicken Enchiladas

By replacing the chicken with turkey, you have a great meal for the left overs you will have in a few days!
Ingredients

8-10 Tortillas ( I don’t use flour, so I go with whole wheat or corn)

2 cups cooked diced chicken (Fresh chicken is the best)

1 can of salsa

1 block LIGHT cream cheese, softened (8 oz.)

1 green pepper diced

1/4 cup of milk

1 cup of cheese

Directions

* Stir chicken, bell pepper, creme cheese and 1/2 cup salsa in a saucepan on low heat until creme cheese is melted.

*Spoon 1/3 cup chicken mixture down the center of each tortilla; roll up. Place, seam-side down in lightly greased 12×8 baking dish.

* Stir cheese and milk in a sauce pan on low heat until smooth. Pour sauce over tortillas; cover with foil.

* Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until thoroughly heated. Pour remaining salsa over tortillas.

Please note, you do not have to make the creamy cheese sauce that I did. I would prefer to top with cheese alone.

SERVE AND ENJOY!

Also, green beans are great with this

30 Days of Thankfulness-Day 15

16 Nov

Today I am thankful for: My mom!

Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Growing up I never realized how amazing of a woman my mom was. I thought she was pretty embarrassing and dorky. She wasn’t concerned with the latest fashion trends or what kind of car she drove, quite the opposite; she cared what kind of mom she was.

It wasn’t until I turned 16 that I began to see her a new light. After multiple affairs and always coming and going, my dad left our family for the last time. She ran a daycare out of our house so she could be home with my sister and I. She finished high school, but that was her highest form of education. My dad was the “main bread-winner,” so I worried about how her life was going to change. I was afraid that she was not going to be able to provide for herself and that she would end up going back to him because that was all she ever knew. I under estimated this woman. I had no idea that behind a humble and modest outward image, lye a fierce, bold and courteous fighter inside. She was about to show me lessons in life, I will never forget.

When we lost our home and car, we were forced to move into my Grandparents house where the three of us shared a room. She was working three jobs making minimum wage, saving money for a new car and eventually her own apartment.  Nothing in life seemed fair or made any sense to me, but my mom never lost hope. She would constantly pray. She would find the good in a bad situation and everyday that she woke up, she was fighting. To me, she was fighting a battle I could not understand, but she did and that was enough to get her through some very dark days.

I can’t recall exactly how long after we moved in with my grandparents that she had saved up for her own apartment, but I wont forget that day. As she turned the key and opened the door to her one-bedroom apartment, she was beaming with gratefulness. Even though the journey that led her to that front door was paved with heartache, betrayal, suffering, loss and brokenness, she remained thankful and confident in the promise that God knew the plans He had for her. She put her faith in that promise and knew that somehow and someway, He was going to give her pain purpose.

Fast forward 15 years… Today my mom is a much different version of the woman she once was. She is a living breathing example of a what can happen to a person’s life when they choose victory over defeat, thankfulness over self-pity, and God’s will over their own. She taught me one the most important lessons a parent can teach a child; when you are going through hell… keep on going. 

My mom will never really know how much I admire and honor her. She is everything I want to be. She is not only strong but she is hilarious, beautiful, caring, generous, compassionate, loving, honest and enduring. She took a bad situation and allowed it to make her better. She is not one to wait for things to change… oh no, she just starts changing them. She makes the people around her, strive to be better themselves, simply by the way she lives her life.

Mom, thank you for never giving up. Thank you for being hard on me when I was chasing the ways of this world. Thank you for Every.Single.Prayer, sent up to heaven on my behalf. Thank you for seeing more in me than I was able to see in myself. Thank you for choosing to love me when there wasn’t even much to like. Thank you for loving Jesus more than anything and for showing me what a real mom looks like. You are my inspiration and I love you to the moon.

30 Days of Thankfulness- Day 8

10 Nov

Day 8- Today  I am thankful for: The important lessons I learn from my kids

I love this child of mine! This was a conversation we had the other night while she was at her dad’s house and as her mom, I can appreciate where her heart was when she wrote it.

School has never come easy to Bre. Ever since she was little, she has had to work harder than most to pass tests, ace quizzes and keep a GPA higher than a 3.0. As a mom, it is never easy to sit back and watch your child struggle. On occasion, I have cried with her as she sat at the kitchen table with her pile of homework so frustrated and ready to give up.

I am very sensitive to this issue and I have always made it a point that Bre knows that I am not AS concerned with the grade itself, as I am the effort put forth into getting the grade. See, I grew up in a house with a father who could not read or write and a sister who had severe dyslexia. I watched both of their struggles and although school and learning came very easy to me, I know that it does not for many. My parents made it very clear that if my sister and I were trying our very best, studying, paying attention in class, doing all that we could, within our ability, that was what mattered. It was a valuable lesson that I have carried into my own parenting.

So last night, we all gathered around the fireplace in our home and with dimmed lights and “Disco Inferno” playing in the background, Bre took each test and or quiz that she felt made her a “failure,” and watched it go up in flames. As we sat there I made it very clear to both my girls that grades do not define success or failure; their attitude and character does. By burning those pieces of paper, she was letting go of what she felt made her dumb and stupid and was going to start over with a new attitude and outlook. She was going to meet with her teachers and come up with ways to help her feel better about taking tests and she was going to give it ALL she’s got.

I love that this lesson is not just for an 8th grader, but for her 35-year-old mom too. So many times, I’ve put my value and worth in what I have on my resume, only to realize later, that is NOT what defines me. My heart, morals and character do.There are so many “things” I fail at, but I cannot let those failures get in the way of what I want to accomplish on this earth. I have to press forward, doing the very best that I can, knowing that mistakes are simply lessons in disguise.

“If you’re doing your best, you won’t have any time to worry about failure.”

30 Days of Thankfulness- Day 5

6 Nov

Today I am thankful for… My “better half” 

Just an hour or so ago, I was in my bathroom finishing the babies bath time. One was in the tub, while the other was on the floor as I was trying to dry her off. They were both screaming at the top of their lungs and there I was trying to move as quickly as I could so somehow the screaming would stop. In the midst of the bath time chaos, my wonderful and very helpful husband comes home from work! (Insert the sound of angels singing here)

The past few weeks have been a bit difficult for me. The babies are going through a “season of change” aka… teething and learning independence. I try my very best to keep a smile on my face, because having been down this road with the older twins, I know that it will pass, but by 4:30 in the afternoon, I am spent and feel like I am not cut out for this anymore. That is when my husband comes through the door and takes some if not MOST of the burden off me and goes right into “daddy mode.”

I know that I do not thank him enough for everything he does for me and our family, but I am going to take the opportunity to make sure that who ever reads this knows that I am FULLY AWARE of what an amazing man, husband, father, step-father and friend he is. I could not do this without all his love, encouragement and help. He knows that for me, being a stay-at-home mom is not something I am not used to. He knows I struggle with feeling as though I am not very good at this and constantly wishing I was more like my mom and sister, but that never stops him from making sure he reminds me that he is so proud of me and knows how hard I work. He is my personal cheerleader and God’s greatest blessing to me.

I truly believe that if not for the many amazing acts of love and kindness my husband brings to me, I would have been committed into the “funny farm” months ago. I get a bit choked up even as I write this, because my heart is so full of gratitude for this man and ALL he does.

I know that soon, we will look back at this “season” of life and laugh but for now, I will ask God to bless Erik for everything he does that is seen and unseen. So, babe if you read this… Thank you, from the bottom of my heart for helping me get through the past few weeks, oh who am I kidding… MONTHS ;). For always telling me I am beautiful even though I am in the same running clothes for 3 days, have poop, spit up and baby food on me and look like a rat has made permanent residence in my hair. I love you more everyday and I am sorry that I don’t always show it. You are my treasure and I adore you.

30 Days of Thankfulness- Day’s 2, 3 & 4

5 Nov

I know, I know… I am WAY behind on blogging these ones. Let me tell you that the past few days have been a bit chaotic. On Thursday evening, while talking to my mom, my I-phone decided to commit suicide. Out of nowhere, the black screen of death came on and so for 2 days, I have been without a cell phone. To my own dismay, it has been wonderful, with the exception that my phone holds all my running music, so I had to use Erik’s the past few days for my runs. No biggy. So that leads me to catching up on my “30 Days of Thankfulness Challenge.” I am going to dive right in and get caught up.

Day 2- I am thankful for… “The Apple Store”

As an I-phone  and MAC Book owner, the Apple store is like having a little bit of heaven on earth. Even though they were unable to salvage my other phone, I am the proud new owner of the I-phone 5. I have no idea how it really works, but on our drive home this evening, I plan on finding out.

Day 3- I thankful for… “Running

Running is my sanity. I know it sounds strange, but I am not sure how my life would be if I was not a runner. There is never a bad day, that is so bad, a long sweaty run, cannot make a little better. Some people do not call running a real sport, but until you have run 26.2 miles…. STRAIGHT, no stopping… you don’t understand my sport. I am thankful for the many “traits” this sport has taught me.  I have learned to endure and push through pain. I have learned to be diligent and patient. I have learned self-control and not to give up. I have leaned that pain is temporary BUT quitting is forever. I have learned that I can do something I never thought possible. Running as allowed me to get outside and enjoy God’s creation. It is my sanity, antidepressant, prayer time, mom time and calorie burner…. all in one.

Day 4- Today I am thankful for… “Family Dinners”

Tonight we celebrated my brother in-laws birthday. We gathered around a large, long table and not only enjoyed delicious food, but the company of one another. We laughed as we talked about stories from the past. Smiled as we looked forward to our plans for Thanksgiving and Christmas and made new memories. There is something to be said for “family dinners” they are good for the soul. It seems that whatever avails you, is minimized when you are in the company of family, friends and food.

So, until tomorrow… Find something you have to be thankful for TODAY!

Many Blessings ~ Summer

30 Days of Thankfulness- Day 1

2 Nov

This is my favorite time of year. I absolutely love everything about this season. The cooler weather, warmer clothes and shorter days. I love sipping wine by a fire with the smell of pumpkin filling my house. I also love that the month of November holds my favorite holiday; Thanksgiving. (I swear, if I believed in other lives, I would think that I was a pilgrim.) A few years ago, I started a little tradition where each day, starting November 1, I would write one thing I was thankful for. It is usually in the form of a Facebook status or a card to a certain person, but this year I am also going to post it on my blog! Lucky you 🙂 So, here we go:

Day 1: Today  I am thankful for… MY SISTER

Growing up, we could not have been more opposite. She was four years younger than me and quite frankly, I didn’t like her much. She was always dirty and I hated anything dirty. She loved animals, I didn’t. She was very athletic while I was chubby and happy sitting on the couch eating chips and guacamole. We didn’t have much in common and most of the time she was just in the way.

I am not sure at what age or stage of life my feelings toward her changed, but as we got older, I found her less annoying and more fun to be around. She had the ability to make me laugh and I found myself needing her. I somehow went from not liking her… to loving everything about her.

As I sit here and write this, I ponder where my life might be if not for my sister. She has been my rock, my therapist, my comedy relief and the one who has been the source of light when everything around me was black. She has shown me that there is no such thing as Impossible. She has inspired me to push through the pain when I wanted to give up and has loved me when there has not been much to love.

There are not many people who I hold in such high regard, but she has earned that spot. She has earned it by the way she lives her life. I believe that she is a living example of what Christ is like. She has a heart that knows no boundaries. She finds the best in the worst people and goes out of her way to make the people around her feel important and valued. She has not one selfish bone in body and is forgiving to a fault.

I know that I will never be able to show my sister just how much I love and admire her, but I pray that how I live my life and who I am becoming, makes her proud. Proud to call me her sister… because I can say with all that I am, it is an absolute honor to call her mine.

Many Blessings~ Summer

I picked a really BAD time to stop drinking wine!

24 Sep

A few weeks ago, I decided to stop drinking wine in an effort to become healthier, both physically and spiritually. I have awful timing! I didn’t realize then, that in a few weeks, we would be going to Hawaii for my sister in laws wedding.

Before you say,”Ah, Hawaii!!! How lucky is she,” let me explain… WE ARE TAKING THE BABIES AND THE TEENAGERS. Yea, not so envious of me now are you?

On Thursday morning, we are loading up 2-10 month olds, 2 teenagers, 2 car seats, the big double stroller, several suit cases, and along with a few hundred innocent by-standers, boarding a non-stop flight to Hawaii.

As I sit here and write this, I feel the anxiety welling up in my inner most being. I feel my heart beating a bit faster and my palms are getting sweaty. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? This is playing over and over in my head like a broken record. Haley on a plane for 5 hours… are you kidding me? I really wish I was. But the plane ride is only the beginning.

Yesterday, I started to write down all the things that were coming to mind regarding this “trip.” I started a list of all the things I need to pack and all the things we need to buy once we land. (ie, diapers, baby food, cereal… Valium… ok, not the Valium, that will be in my purse ;)) Then I realized I had forgotten about some very important things. Like, where are the babies going to sleep? What are we going to do about nap time since they are on a tight schedule? How are we going to push that clunky, big, double stroller through the sand and on the grass? Does our hotel room have a microwave and fridge? Is there a separate sink in the room aside from the one in bathroom? The more I thought about all this, the more the stressed I became, and then the real question dawned on me… HOW AM I GOING TO DO THIS WITHOUT WINE?

I think we know the answer, I AM NOT!🙂

Oh yes, this trip is going to be very memorable. Between the morning at the spa, the bridal shower, grooms luncheon, nap times, diaper changes, teenager wanting to go to the beach to look at cute boys, rehearsal dinner, making bottles, dealing with the heat, getting babies ready for the wedding, getting MYSELF ready for the wedding, the actual wedding itself, pushing the stroller everywhere, loading and unloading car seats, making sure the diaper bag is always loaded, and the luau… I would say that deserves a glass of Chardonnay or 12. (Oh and this is just Friday and Saturday)

So, now that I am all worked up and even more worried than I was 10 minutes ago, when I sat down to write this comical post, I will step away from the computer and go lock myself in the closet.

But in all seriousness, please know that there WILL be some very entertaining blogging coming your way, as I fully intended on documenting our “Traveling with Twins” adventure. I will be sure to let you know all the Do’s and Don’ts we are going to learn over the next few days… and yes, I will be writing with wine in hand 🙂 (just kidding)

Many Blessings~ Summer

What you NEVER say or ask a mom of multiples (or ANY mom for that matter)

18 Sep

This is a real conversation that took place at Costco today:

Lady: Ahhh, are they twins?

Me: Yes.

Lady: Both girls? (Hints the reason they are wearing dresses and giant bows in their hair)

Me: Yes.

Lady: Wow, they don’t look-alike! (Now, she wants to become observant”

Me: No, they don’t.

Lady: Do they have the same father? (Insert crickets here)

Me: Okay, have a nice day.

And with that, her Q&A session was over.

I know that I always joke around about some of the questions, comments and advise I have been given over the last 13 years, but what I am about to write here is by no means a joke. In fact, if you are one of the people who feels that it is your God-given duty to stop every pregnant woman or mom pushing a stroller and ask her questions, let me make this VERY clear… IT IS NOT. In fact, just as soon as you are out of her sight… She is cursing the fact that she ever met you and your barrage of questions. Trust me, I do it almost every time I take the twins out in public!

So, I am here to help you. Yes, that is right. I am here to ENSURE that you are never cursed but rather praised by moms everywhere. To do this, I have created a little “guide” of things you are to NEVER ask another mom, expecting mom, woman or even a turtle. But if you are like my mother, and you always feel compelled to talk, I have added what you SHOULD SAY. (Please note, all the questions and comments I am writing about, have been asked or has been told to me over the last 13 years. And because I have two sets of twins, most of these are geared toward multiples.)

DISCLAIMER: I personally feel that you should simply smile and keep on walking anytime you see a random stranger!!! Remember “Stranger Danger?” (just saying’)

Ok, here we go.

Never EVER under ANY circumstances ask following:

* When are you do? I mean really why do you care? Unless you are planing on buying her a gift or bringing her dinner after she delivers her bundle of joy… it is not your concern. And what if she is not pregnant? Ouch. Keep walking.

* Did you have them vaginally? This one is always a favorite, because every unnecessary question requires an unnecessary and uncomfortable answer. No, I gave birth through my BUTT.

* How long were you in labor? Because this is usually followed by a story about your labor experience… don’t go there. Most moms (especially with multiples) dread going out… have VERY limited time… and have no idea who you are, so your labor story is pointless on every level.

*Are you nursing? Only if you are willing to help out and lend an extra boob should you ask this one. If not, then IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!!

* Did you conceive naturally or have “help?” Unless she is “Mary” something tells me she had help one way or another, so save yourself from getting the “She deserves the STUPID card”… and never ask this one please!

*Were you trying to get pregnant or was this a surprise? Again, why would anyone care? How is knowing this going to make you a better person after you get the answer? EXACTLY.

* (When there are two) Are they twins? Okay, if they look like they might be the same age… are dressed alike… or have shirts on that say, “Thing 1” and Thing 2” common sense is going to tell you, YES they are probably twins. (Most fraternal twins do not look-alike. So again, use your brain and just observe the above noted hints, this might help you conclude, yea, they shared a womb, but look different.)

* Do you have a boy and a girl? Or if there is just one… is it a boy or a girl? USE YOUR EYES! Here are some helpful ways to determine the sex of the child… If they have earrings… probably a girl. If they have a bow in their hair, or in my kid’s case, glued to their head… probably a girl. If they are wearing a shirt that says, “Daddy’s little man” or “Mommy’s big boy”… probably a boy. If they are dressed in yellow, green, or grey and do not have earrings, a bow, or a lot of hair… don’t ask at all… that one is a hit or miss and I say when in doubt… just keep walking.

* Are they identical? If you were dumb enough to ask the question noted above, and the patient parent was kind enough to answer, and tells you one is a girl and one is a boy… use the process of elimination… they are not identical. If they are both the same sex, but look nothing alike, again… process of elimination. Just save yourself the shame.

* Do they have the same father? Ok, really? I don’t think I need to explain this one… but hey, if you are dumb enough to ask that; ask if they have the same mother too.

* Are you planning on having anymore children or are you finished? Again, unless this information is going to be life changing for you personally… why do you care? You are wasting time that poor mother can never get back.

BONUS TIPS: Here are just a few comments that most moms of twins really don’t care about or need to know!

* I am a twin. Good for you. You deserve a gold star.

* My mom’s grandma’s neighbors daughters friend… has twins. Well gosh darn, wish I could welcome her to the club.

* Oh you have “Double Trouble.” Thanks for pouring salt on an open wound!

* Your poor husband. Screw You!

*I bet you never sleep. You’re right I don’t. I am a vampire with insomnia.

* Wow, you look really good for just having a baby (or babies) I know many think this is complimentary, but it is not! In fact, it just a reminder that we have a “you just had a baby/babies” body.

* You are so blessed. Yes, any parent is, but when you are beyond sleep deprived, wearing the same outfit for three days in a row, smell like poop while draped in spit-up, and can’t really hear what you are mumbling because the echos of screaming are ringing in both ears… blessed is not the word we feel and really just want to punch you in the face 🙂

Now, what TO say:

NOTHING

How about you just open the door for her when you see her struggling to maneuver the big ol stroller with a screaming baby or babies inside and then kindly nod and KEEP WALKING. This my friend, (AND MY MOM,) will speak volumes. It will say that you actually DO know someone with twins or a baby, and they have given you the “guide-book” and you have followed it. It will say you respect her privacy and that you have your own life and don’t need to be a “Nosey Nancy.” So, unless a mom starts a conversation with you… be her hero, and just let her get in and out of wherever she is.

One day I will write a book and possibly take my act on the road. Until then, I will keep educating people (MY MOM) with comedy and charm. And for the over sensitive reading this… I am only kidding. I LOVE all your questions and comments, and your advise… is priceless. HA HA HA

Many Blessings~Summer

This is a picture taken today… and I think Reese’s expression sums up her’s and my frustration to the
Father comment. Love it!

Today’s “Unexpected” Twin Question

7 Sep

This morning I decided to be brave, and take the babies with me to Macy’s. About 20 minutes into our shopping venture, I began to wonder if I was brave or flat-out crazy. I think you know what the answer is. CRAZY! I was hoping that since it was around nap time, they would fall asleep in the stroller and I could get a bridal shower gift for my sister in-law’s upcoming wedding. Hoping was not enough. They were wide awake and very vocal the entire time. Oh well, lesson learned.

As a mom of twins, you learn very quickly that you are going to attract attention. You realize that complete strangers are going to ask you questions NO ONE should ever ask another STRANGER and you will be given ridiculous advise that you simply have to nod and grin at. It comes with the territory and I got over that about 13 years ago with the first set. But this morning, while pushing the big double stroller through the lingerie department, a sweet little lady stopped to look at the babies and asked me a question I don’t recall being asked before. “What is the best and worst part of having twins?” Huh? I just looked at her… This is one question I don’t have a rehearsed or generic answer for. I don’t recall exactly what I said, but her question got me thinking and here is what I have come up with.

The Best Part: My answer may not be what many of you are expecting, but hear me out. The best part of having two at once, is that I have learned I am capable of doing so much more than I ever gave myself credit for. I can carry two babies up a flight of stairs, while stashing one bottle in my bra and the other in my pants. I can feed two babies at the same time AND fold laundry. I can function on little to no sleep and somehow keep going. I can cry and laugh at the same time.  I have mastered the art of tuning out all crying and or screaming. I can see them, but hear NOTHING… It is great. I can deal with two very different personalities wanting my attention at the same exact moment. I can carry two car seats with the babies in them, and also do bicep curls at the same time. Oh yes, there is not many things I cannot multitask.  And although I am trying to bring some humor to this, I have realized that I limit the things I think I am able to do. But put me in the situation and somehow, someway, God gives me the strength and I am able to accomplish what I thought was impossible. Which leads to the very best part and that is receiving all the love and joy my daughters bring into my life on a daily basis.

Onto the second part of her question and I have decided to re-phase it from, “What is the worst part,” to “What is the hardest part?” (I don’t really like how, “Whats the worst part” sounds.) So for me, with 13 years experience under my belt, the hardest part about raising twins is learning to delegate time so that each child feels the same amount of love, respect, and attention. I am sure this is hard for any parent who has more than one child, but I think where it differs with twins is that they are never alone. From day one, they have to share. They share the womb ;)a bedroom room, toys, clothes, birthday’s, and of course, the time they get from mom and dad. Even though they don’t know any different, I find myself struggling with feelings of guilt and wanting to make sure they are never in competition of my love or time. Whether they be 13 years old or 9 months old, as a mom, that part of my heart never changes. There is only one of me, and now, four of them so all I can do is my very best to make sure that each one of them feels valued and loved for who they are.

So yes, being a mom with twins is not always easy but I would not trade it for the world. However, ask me that same question when I am having to pay for two college tutions… AT THE SAME TIME and I am pretty sure that my answer to the “Whats the worst part” will be different then today’s!

Blessings ~ Summer

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