midnight posting

I wanted to put this picture at the end of the post but I'm occasionally computer challenged and tonight it got the best of me. So here it stays. But really, there are few things in life more precious than this...

My finger may be small, but I can still wrap my Daddy around it

Motherhood and Multitasking go hand in hand no? Thank goodness we got that characteristic. Men, or at least my husband, seem to be lost when it comes to that concept.

Multitasking? What is this strange thing you speak of? You mean you can actually do two things at once? Why would anyone want to do that? That's not really what he said, but I can tell that's what he's thinking.

After Masey was born I was really nervous of how I was expected to get not just one but two children taken care of, sometimes at the exact same moment in time. Who do you think I am? A woman, a mother. That's who. I'm sure many of you can relate. Finishing 5 projects simultaneously in one hour whilst thinking of 10 more that need to be done doesn't even make us break a sweat. I remember in Masyn's first week of life, I was home in the evening by myself for the first time. Noah needed a bath. No problem, got the tub ready, chucked him in, then Uh oh, the baby starts crying. She's hungry. Bad timing. I was confused for a second. Who do I go to? Which one takes priority here? The crying baby or the toddler in the bathtub? Meh! Why not hit two birds with one stone? I brought the baby into the bathroom, plunked myself down on top of the toilet seat and nursed her while keeping an eye on Noah playing in the tub. I shook my head at first at the weirdness of being needed in two different places at once. But then I felt empowered by the things I was able to accomplish to fulfill the needs of my family. Two separate people depended on me and I was able to carry out a concept that one week previous was so foreign to me. I love being a mother. Especially when I learn things about myself that I didn't think I had inside of me. Life is change. Change is progression. I'm so grateful for the opportunity that I have to test myself and stretch past what I originally thought was a limit. I know I'm here to help these babies grow and learn things about themselves that will inspire them to do better, to be better, but I feel like I am getting those same lessons from them. I feel like a better me, a stronger me. What an incredible feeling. I have a much greater appreciation for my own Mother Thanks for being the best you Mom! You're an inspiration. Truly.




Alright, enough of my serious self reflections for the day. Let's move on to a more candid subject...

Why is it that boys must always reach for their manhood whenever they possibly can? To check if it's still there? Not sure. This is a mystery to me. I tried to find one good picture of the two of them in the bath together and he was doing that in every.single.one. Don't kids generally lead by example? I'm not naming any names here. Just sayin'.

This is one of my favorite times of the day. The end. I love my babies, but it's nice to relax and have a little me time where I can mindlessly do something ultimately unproductive. And oh how I love me some babies fresh out of the tub. They smell sooo yummy and their skin is so deliciously soft.

They took a break from the movie to show a little sibling love here. Cute.

Ed plays video games. He loves them. One might even say he is addicted. That one wouldn't be me, but you know... someone might. Noah calls the video games 'C'mon guys' He has heard his Dad too many times say in frustration "Come on guys! Play better than that!" and so Noah requests "C'mon guys" on occasion. The other day he informed me that Masyn wanted to play C'mon guys. I was told to put her on his lap so he could help her play.

I tried to tell him that girls don't really like games like that. They just mostly like shopping, and clothes and pretty princess things, but he didn't listen.

She ended up telling him in her own way rather quickly that c'mon guys really isn't her thing. He hasn't asked her to play since. This is an arrangement I think they're both comfortable with.

This week really hasn't been all that nice, weather wise. Now that Masyn is getting older, I am feeling more confident I can take her outside without making her little lungs freeze, but sadly we have to wait a bit more. We're all feeling the cabin fever that has set in though. Noah most especially. So we decided to make use of the finger paints that Auntie Janay bought for his birthday in November. I was hoping to wait so we could do it outside which would make for a really easy clean up but I was rapidly running out of fun things to do inside everyday. So we laid down and old sheet (ya, we're ghetto like that) in the kitchen and got good and creative

If not totally messy. The bathwater turned an icky green color seconds after he landed in it. I think he's found his calling in life though. An artist. I couldn't keep the paper coming fast enough. Our little Picasso. I kept my most favorite ones and plan to frame them for his room one day soon.

I'm having such a wonderful time figuring life out as it comes. Masey fits so perfectly and brings such joy into our little family that we hardly remember life without her. It's as if we always had two. Never thought I would say that. But it's true. Noah makes us laugh all the time. He's got this funny little sense of humor and this desire to be just like his Dad. His hero. It's amazing to think that we created these two little miracles. It's the closest we get to being like our Father in Heaven here on earth. Creators of life. Such a responsibility, such a breathtaking experience.

Thank you to everyone who commented and left me their email for the private blog. I'm having some difficulty actually changing it over, but I'm sure we'll get there eventually. And I have to say I'm a little surprised at how many people actually read my crazy ramblings! I mean, I'm pretty much the coolest person I know, but still, I'm flattered all :)

Oh and here's a video of my kids, just because I think they're so-o cute