Indecision

I am a little off. My mom, who has come and stayed with us on and off since I went on bedrest, left today. Her flight wasn't delayed, very suprising. I can't quite decide how I feel about it. I miss her and miss the ability to just pop out to run an errand by myself, but living with an extra person is hard. I miss her when she is gone, but I miss just being alone with my husband and kids when she is here. I think a marriage is stressed enough by having toddler twins. I know how insensitive this sounds as their are many moms of twins that would love to have an extra pair of hands, but relationships are hard. Being with someone 24 hours a day is hard. So I start a new segment of my life in which I become completely responsible. No more relying on grandma while I take an afternoon exercise walk. I will have to figure it out on my own. I've done it before....I guess you just get rusty as you become too comfortable with help. This morning Craig went into work late due to the snow so we managed to get our smurfs out for a couple of minutes. Jake fell, his hands were wet and cold, and he wasn't happy. Ava seemed to be having a great old time sniffing in the cold air. Can you believe it is snowy and icy today and by the end of the week it will be 70. Can't wait!

Seems Fixed

Okay seems like it's fixed. What an end to a long weekend! It was my MoM consignment sale and I sold lots and bought lots. Who knew I would be so in love with consignment sales!

Just Testing

I'm just testing. When I look at my blog, nothing is coming up, just parentheses where the text should be. Can anyone help?

Language Explosion

Ava has taken off in the last week in terms of her language. I finally feel like when I say things she really understands me. A couple of nights ago she woke up and said "I stuck" (her legs were tangled up in a sheet). It was so cute and I remember thinking, half asleep, "how does she know the word stuck?" Yesterday, she fell while we were outside and I asked her if she was okay. She replied, "I okay!" So precious and it just happens all of a sudden. I am off to prepare for my MoM Spring Sale. Who knew that tagging a few things would be so much work!

Weekend Fuzz

Do the weekends seem fuzzy to you? They just go by like a blur. I always want to relax and slow our pace down but instead we try to cram in as much as possible. One day!?! This weekend included a trip to pick up a playhouse (yeah!), a mall trip, and a trip to IKEA on opening weekend in Charlotte (CRAZY, I know!). Maybe next weekend will be more relaxing.

Well last week I ventured out to my first Mother of Multiples playdate. It was at Rolly Pollies (a place I would recommend). They had all types of gymnastics equipment and a bouncy house with a slide (the favorite). Ava and Jake went non-stop for an hour. By the end they were red faced and ready for a nap.Ava is so adventurous. She loved the slide and just wanted to climb back up so she could go down again.

Jake was a little scared at first (look at the face!!!), but he got the swing of it and loved it as well.

The squishy block pit was a second favorite. I didn't like it as much because I feel like the kids were going to get buried in the blocks. Once you were inside it was hard to push up on anything because everything was so squishy.

So after two solo outings last week, I learned that maybe it is okay to venture out alone with two. Hopefully it will only get better! Mondays are usually a drag but maybe I just need a different outlook. Here it goes!!!

Bedrest. The word brings back so many memories. Before I knew what it really was I would have called it heaven. Almost two years and two babies later, the memory of it being so bad is becoming fuzzy. I thought about this today after reading a post by Mames.

February 26, 2007. I remember the date with such clarity. I was put on bedrest due to severe cervical shortening. I think what made it so bad, in addition to the isolation and the toll on your body, was the fear. The fear that standing up or not lying on your left side or a bowel movement would hurt your two unborn babies. Bedrest was hard but it produced two beautiful, sun filled children. Like Mames, they were born at 35 weeks, small but perfect. No NICU, out of the hospital in three days. I was lucky. I am lucky.

I wish back then I had blogged or read blogs. It would have helped me to pass the time, to have documented my feelings from such a tumultuous time. On February 26, I will look back on that date two years ago and reflect on how far I’ve come.

Out Solo

Yesterday I went to storytime at the library with 2 kids by myself for the first time since they were 12 months old. You might think "what's so special/hard about this?" but for me i've always gone with someone else. At the age where the kids started to walk and wanted to get away from me, I always felt that I couldn't handle them by myself in a situation where I had to let them out of the stroller. Even thinking about it sent me into a panic. But things went better than expected. A little rough at the beginning, but they settled right in and did some sitting on my lap and some walking around. I am starting to feel capable. I am even attempting a MoM playdate tomorrow. I remember back when the babies were 10 or 11 months old strolling through the mall in disbelief that I was in charge of these two babies and could be trusted to take care of them. Wow we have come a long way. I know many are attempting going places stroller free letting yours walk by themselves. I am taking little steps as I am sooooo not ready for that!