Happy Birthday to Me

Things are going relatively well around here. I had another birthday, I'm another year older. As my husband commented, "You've had a rough year!" And I had to agree. But now I feel like I'm on steadier ground, surrounded by a better support system, and I learned a lot about myself- namely that I'm not expendable. My family really does need ME, not just anyone, to be the wife and the mom here. And as good as that feels, it's also scary at the same time. I'm reminded of what a huge responsibility this is, to be a wife and a mom.




But when I look at their faces, I know everything has been worth it. I might not have made the best choices along the way, but hopefully I can make up for that somehow, and it won't affect them in the long run. Every parent must make some mistakes, right? Some just bigger than others. All I can do now is try to make better choices now and be the best wife and mom I can be, and give myself a break.


Sounds like a good resolution for 2012.

Brotherly Love

The twins awoke at 4am this morning, which while you're all gasping out there in cyberspace, is a normal time for us, considering their bedtime of 6pm (hey, it works for us).

Their first fight was at 4:09.

Ah, so it has started.

I had often wondered why parents of twins or children very close in age would get them the same toys or clothes- to me if two children means twice the amount of stuff, then might as well get as much bang for your buck as you can, right? Double the wardrobe with different pieces, extend the toy closet with different toys, etc. Why treat each child the same by getting them each the same toy to play with or the same outfit to wear.

Now I realize. It's not so much for the kids' enjoyment as it is to preserve the parents' sanity. The number and severity of fights we have over toys on an hourly basis would frustrate the Dalai Lama. And for two boys who began life as one, they sure do know exactly how to beat the crap out of one another. Some fights would put Ultimate Fighting Champions to shame with all the hitting, kicking, eye gouging, biting, and jumping upon.

This post would be longer but one twin has the other in a headlock...