Sunday, January 28, 2007

My Brain is MUSH!

Thru out the day I'm always thinking of things to write, but by the time I make it to my computer at nite, all of those thoughts have gone missing. Where did they go? I guess they just trickled out my ear while making bottles or chasing babies around. Or have they crawled deeper into my brain to come out at a later date?
Tonite I think it is too late to go in and look for those thoughts so I am going to bed. Maybe tomorrow something brilliant will come to me-don't hold your breath tho!

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

We Always Come 'Back Together'

Like most husband and wives, Garry and I have our share of fights. Some are big, some are small, about everything and anything. Having three young children usually keeps us focused on things other than each other, especially with a 2 year old that won't sleep thru the nite and needs someone in bed with him-that someone ends up being Garry. That's just something we've gotten used to becuz neither one of us have the energy to try and change it right now.
At times I feel very disconnected from Garry. We do the laundry, feed the kids, do the dishes, change the kids, tidy up, play with the kids...where's that 'us' time that all couples need. I'm sure most couples out there with children feel this at some point-whether it be frequently or just every now and then. Living so far away from family now we don't even have someone to drop the kids off for a couple hours to just go have dinner or see a movie, so I think since moving here we've slightly drifted away from each other more than usual.
Garry works 3 nites a week, starting between 3-4pm and getting home between between 11pm-12midnite. It's nice to have him home during the day but it does make my evenings a little harder and very lonely. Well today was like every other day...we brought the kids downstairs, fed them, ate ourselves and did our own thing while the kids played. We had a small fight about how he always makes me 'the bad guy' which he forgot about almost right away.
A little while later he had some music on and I was dancing with the kids for a little while. I took a break and played on the computer for a few minutes, then Garry put a song on and came over to me, took my hand and pulled me up to dance. The song was "Have A Little Faith In Me" (don't know who sings it) and it just got to me. As we held each other and danced I started to cry-I just couldn't help it. It was very emotional and Garry started to cry as well (don't hate me for sharing that honey). I think it just got to us becuz we don't get those moments often and it just reaffirms that we DO love each other even tho we rarely show it now-a-days. We held each other, barely moving to the music, just loving the moment and taking it all in as much as we could. It really brought us back together again. As far apart as we get sometimes we always seem to find those moments somehow.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Trying to Decide

There's something that I've been thinking of writing about for a couple days now, but I couldn't decide if I was going to or not. It's nothing controversial; no one will rush to their email to forward my blog to everyone they know becuz of the awful, or clever, or interesting, or awe-inspiring thing that they've read. Lets face it, I've only been writing for a week or so and I've only written 2 posts so how many people are going to read it-not many, so here it goes.
Well, I've got my period (don't worry ladies, I won't write anything gross-men, men? where did you go?), and day 2 is always the worst for me. I get up in the morning and open up an Always pad, and for some reason this is the first time I notice that their slogan is on sticker cover-"Have a happy period." I don't know why I'd never seen it before and I don't know why I had to see it on THAT day. It actually made me angry! I know, how absurd does that sound? Angry over a slogan? All I could think was, "Here I am-tired, worn out, bad cramps, my back in so much pain I don't even want to move!" and they have the nerve to 'tell' me to "Have a HAPPY period"?????? Are you kidding me??????? Pathetically it bothered me for the rest of day. Every time I went to bathroom and looked at that package I wanted to call them up and tell them to write a new slogan. I'm over it now. (even tho I still think they need a new slogan)

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Single moms ROCK!

My husband and I moved to a new town at the end of September 2006. He got a new job and it requires him to work 3 afternoon/evening shifts out of his 5 shifts a week. At first I thought "This is going to be great!", I was very excited that he would be home with me most of the day more often. Well it didn't take me long to realize that putting three kids to bed myself is very difficult-especially with twins that both still want to be cuddled with a bottle at the same time.
It's really made me think of the women I know that are doing this on their own-all day, every day, no break. Those moms amaze me becuz I really think if it was me I would break. Altho I guess once you're in that situation you find a way to fight thru it. You can't just lay down and "break", you've got children to take care of.
I just wanted to take the time to acknowledge the single moms that do this alone day in and day out, stay strong. You're my inspiration.

Monday, January 15, 2007

My First Post

I won't attempt to catch you up on my life so far as that would be a long, somewhat boring, story. I'm not sure how much to say in this first post of mine, I think I'll keep it simple so I have more stuff to write about on my boring days! I'll also warn you that I really am not that great of a writer. I'm hoping to get better so bare with me as I try.

I'll be 29 on February 25. I'm not one of those women who fears getting older, age is just a number. I have people who ask if it's scary being so close to 30-well, no. What's so scary about 30? I have other things to worry about besides getting older.

I'm married to a pretty good guy named Garry. We were married on a gorgeous summer day in July 2002. It had been extremely windy that whole week and the morning of my wedding was no different, but just before we came out the door to get into the horse drawn carriage the wind died right down and we were left with a nice relaxing breeze.

We now have three gorgeous children together, and my husband has 2 sons from past relationships. Our first son Cooper was born August 28, 2004. It was the happiest moment of my life. I had 2 heartbreaking miscarriages before that and even tho my pregnancy was pretty much perfect, every day was just so awful waiting for something to go wrong. I think only someone who has felt the loss of a pregnancy knows what I'm talking about. But everything was fine and I had a healthy baby boy born 3 weeks early.

A couple days before Cooper's first birthday I found out I was pregnant again. Filled with that same wonderful yet terrifying feeling I broke the news to Garry as he was tucking me into bed that nite. He was blown away, not expecting it at all. The next day I started spotting a little and on Cooper's birthday I was bleeding. I spend that day during his party putting on a smile and trying to have a great time all the while thinking for sure I was losing his baby brother or sister on his birthday. The next day the bleeding stopped, I went to the dr a few days later to find out what was going on and found out my numbers were going up as they should be so everything seemed fine.

Again I had to deal with every day as it came, hoping for the best and that is what I got. I had an early ultrasound done around 14 weeks becuz I was measuring big. That day we found out we were blessed with TWINS!! It was the most amazing news but also made things a little more tense as now there are more worries with 2 babies growing inside. My mind was put at ease with each dr's appointment having my dr tell me I was the best pregnant twin mom he's had! I also got to have an ultrasound once a month and that was great. Nothing beats seeing your babies move and seeing their little hearts beating away perfectly. They were born April 14, 2006 at 37 weeks-just like their big brother. I actually had to be induced becuz they seemed pretty cozy in there and weren't making an appearance on their own. They were perfect as well. My second son Ryder was born first, and my one and only little girl Jorja was born 15 minutes later.

Cooper is now 2 and a half, and the babies are 9 months-crawling and pulling themselves up on everything. It makes for interesting days and sometimes very long nites, but they are all miracles to me and I wouldn't want it any other way.
(Sorry about the crappy quality of some of the pics, I'll more at some point)