Tidbits

- I don't have time to be blogging right now...but I am.

- My house is in total disarray.  I wish I could say this was an exception, but for those of you that are rolling your eyes, saying her house is never messy - I dare you to stop by.  I cannot guarantee you will find your way out.  Messy trashed has become the rule around here and I'm not sure I can stop this snowball from rolling.  One day I'll get ahead.

- We're coming off a total week of celebrating Annelise' birthday and admittedly it hasn't been good for her four year old head.  Its grown, quite large.  As much as I love to gush over my children and make birthdays special...I'm ready to move on.  Anne, its been a great four years.  We love you.  Time to stop eating cake now.  Buh-bye.

- The boys are growing rapidly and giving us so much joy.  We're slowly leaving the honeymoon stage of preemie wonderfulness and entering newborn, scream for no reason-ness.  Which naturally gives mommy less time to get things accomplished.  Not being a preemie anymore = less sleeping, more eating (breastfeeding twins in time consuming!), not much napping, but lots of open eyes.  So we'll take the bad with the good.

- I'll say it...I used to be one of those judgmental moms who couldn't understand why it was so hard for other moms to do the small things...you know, like take a shower and straighten up their homes?  Ha!  I'd like to kick myself in the pants for that.  Forgive me.  I am now one of those moms.  Sweatpants aren't just comfy...they've slowly morphed into stylish, STYLISH in my mind.  I know I'm dazed and confused...but really, aren't yoga pants (with the knees stretched out and the butt hanging to the floor) the new black for stay at home moms?  I think yes!

- My sister is visiting from West Virginia with her daughter Avery.  She is beautiful and we are enjoying them both very much.  They'll be here in an hour and I'm still in pj's with my hair in a ponytail (if you can call it that) trying to decide which task I need to accomplish before they arrive (get dressed, brush my teeth, straighten up the house).  Oh the decisions...they're just too great...

I think I'll just finish eating my ramen noodles (the one meal I'll get today) and apologize for the rest when they get here.

Happy Monday!

2012? Weird.

I remember thinking that my graduation year of 2000 was so weird.  We were the class of '00 - how lame is that?  And now that I'm much more mature older, I realize that was just the beginning.  Had someone told me I would be a mother of four (two being twins!) in 2012...I would have laughed.  2012?  Weird.

But, you probably stopped by my blog to hear less about the year we're in and more to see our new additions, right?  I'm pretty faithful at updating Facebook, but I remember some of you don't have Facebook (silly you!) so here is the update you deserve.

Abram and Titus

Elli loves to hold them...and kiss them.  Their heads are often sticky on top!

These fellows turned one month on Wednesday...their original due date.  I can't imagine being pregnant for four weeks longer than I was.  Ick!

Linking arms...and forces maybe?  They look up to something.

The boys had their one month check up and received a clean bill of health...such a surprise for being premature.  Abram gained 17 ounces (he's 6#6) and Titus gained a pound (he's 6#12).  I'm exclusively breastfeeding, which means I'm never really sure how much milk they're getting when they eat.  I was very relieved to hear that they are gaining a good amount of weight.  The doctor was so pleased, he won't have to see them for another month.  Yahoo!

I love to watch them sleep...just wish they would do more of it at night!

By the way, I took them to the doctor all by myself...yup!  The older two went to a friend's house, so I can't say I juggled all four little ones at the doctor's office.  Two in infant seats were enough.  It was a little crazy, but I felt very accomplished when we arrived home, in one piece...nevermind the screaming, starving babies.

Which brings me to this...why is it that no matter when you've last fed the baby (or babies in our case), they always need to eat AT the destination you arrive at?  It never fails, my kids are always screaming, starving hungry when we get to the doctor, church, you name it.  They must know its the most inconvenient time to feed them...and people always look at you like "Well, why didn't you feed them before you came."  Um, I did.  But it took us two hours to get out of the house in one piece with all of our necessities...so its time to eat again.

Speaking of...the one pictured above is screaming to eat.  Gotta run!

3 Weeks Old

Can you guess who is who?

My Goals for 2012

I've never been one to make resolutions.  I know, its one of those things I should do but why set myself up for failure, right?

In the wake of a twin pregnancy, delivery and recovery, I'm even less motivated to set goals for this year.  Come on people...I've got 4 kids under the age of 4 (for the next 14 days).  So, I've resolved to set this goal...

In 2012 we will strive to be a family of six that loves God, pursues Him and not just survives, but thrives in the midst of it all.

Our life may look chaotic from the outside (and even the inside), but its our life...and we love it.