These are the days…

There’s nothing like having a baby to help you stop and realize your mortality…their new skin, fresh breath and bright eyes.

Here’s what I know…loving my babies brings me the best days of my life.  Catching a smile, hearing their laugh, watching them see something for the first time, holding them close as they nurse…these are the only moments you get…they need you, they love you and want you…when they don’t want to sleep, when the old one talks back, when everyone is crying…remember that these days don’t last forever…little starfish hands reaching up for a hug, little lips kissing every inch of your arm….showing love the way you love them.

I cherish each moment with my babes…today my parents dug out some old photos and it just brings the circle of life into plainer view…we are babies and loved and give love…parents do what they can just to get us to smile and laugh…each moment is priceless and a moment you never get back. 

I wouldn’t change a thing.  Boys…you are my everything and I thank God EVERY day for putting you in my life to love and I promise to remember this everyday.  You are a gift and each moment with you is something to treasure.

 

Cambodia…Here WE come!

Things are changing in our house!  We are 5 weeks away from travelling across the world and we are actually making good progress…Dada has the house in Phnom Penh…Mama has a renter, passports, tickets bought, storage unit, a ride to the airport, the new Dr. on speed dial and email contact (wink wink…you know a mama!!) and most of the furniture sold!  This is going to be QUITE an adventure for all of us!

Zachary…my chatterbox!

Well…this boy deserves his own little post!  He is my little buddy…until he wants a baba, then he tells me he is my baby!  If I tell his brothers they are big boys, he tells me, “No, they baby brudders!  They not big boys.  I a big boy!”  I guess he comes by this honestly, as a child, my relatives called me “Motor Mouth”…guess some things don’t change!

The twins get up a little bit later than brother because they get their early feeding…so Z usually gets out of bed and plays in his room a bit…yesterday, this is what I awoke to with him saying, “I’m a scary boy!”

He also likes to climb on to the bathroom counter and tell me one of the following:  “I’m such a pretty boy”…”I’m very handsome”…”I have big muscles”…”I wanna shake my peaches”…today it was the peaches…

When we went to the park, he wanted to ride his “cooter”…halfway thru, he tells me he’s too tired and he’ll just pull it…

…and today, when the A/C guys were here performing a check up…he answered the door naked and wanted to help them.  I told him he had to put some underwear on, so he did … backwards …grabbed his tools that Grammy & Grampy got him and ran off to help the guys.  In the living room, I could hear a shrieking noise coming from my bedroom and Zach yelling, “OH NO…GET DOWN FROM THERE!  THERE ARE MONSTERS UP THERE!  OH NO!  I SAID THERE ARE MONSTERS UP THERE!”…so I go into the room and the guys are in the crawl space checking everything and Zach tells me, “When I’m a big boy, I will go up there, but I’m a baby and there are monsters up there!”…all the while, he’s got his safety goggles on upside down and is carrying a drill with thong undies!  He’s truly a joy!!!

A Smile a Day!

I’ve realized (not just recently…) that weekends are most difficult for me.  I have the least amount of help and the least amount of friendship…friends husbands are home, other plans are made and we are sort of “stuck” in the house because it hard to get out with everyone needing naps, the amount of supplies needed, etc…so it’s hard for me to justify spending an hour getting ready to go to the mall for a half hour…if we stay longer, then nobody wants to go to bed…So this weekend, we made one trip to Target and spent a lot of time around the house and trekked it over to Mimi’s for a bit. 

My boys are bringing on the charm more and more…

Trevor:

He likes to smile and coo…and while I haven’t gotten it on camera, believe me when I say his smile takes over his entire face…completely melts my heart!  He’s very interested in, well…ME!  Love that boy!

Brandon:

Well…to me he is just a little image of his Dada, with blonde hair and blue eyes.  But whenever I look at him, I can’t help but call him Jimmy in my head.  He smiles and is getting stronger every day!…In fact, I put Trevor in the Bumbo chair and sat across from him with Brandon in my lap, and Brandon was able to sit up alone a few times!  Way to go my little one!

Zachary:

Well…he is more and more demanding, but I find it pretty cute.  Even when I am my wits end, I still have to suppress a smile inside!

Growing too fast!

It’s true…all of my boys are growing way too fast.  The old adage “it goes by way too fast” is all too true.  My boys had their 2 month appointment…my TWIN TWO MONTH old boys are the following:

Trevor:  14 # 11oz (94%), 23 1/2” 

Brandon:  13# 1oz (75%), 23”

…and let’s not forget our BIG BOY Zachary:  37#, 40”

The PANTS outfit he came home in next to the SHORTS outfit he wears to school now…

I love you boys!!!  You bring me joy every single day!

Ready to be T again!

This year has been a little challenging on my body, attitude, family…you name it…just not an easy year!  Carrying twins without Dada around…Z changing EVERY day with the two of us…welcoming our 2 new boys and saying good bye to Dada again…surgery…I’m just ready to be on the GO again!  The T I know!  I wanna hold all of my boys, run, jump, hang on the monkey bars, give airplane rides, run around Disneyland and just do all of the things I imagined I would do as a mama!  (I guess young Z can vouch for me…he knows that T because every day he says, what are we doing today, Mama?…I wanna go bye bye!)

So, had my surgery last week…it cured me from wanting any “elective” surgeries…this is just not for me.  I have too much to do day in and day out to be “resting”…I mean…COME ON!!!  Who has time to go to the Dr. over and over, lay in bed, take pain medication and stay at home?  Not this mama!  Thankfully my mama was able to come down and help me out for 5 days.  While I DID lay around, she changed diapers, brought me babies to feed, fed the big boy, took him on little outings, washed dishes & clothes, made me food!  And a funny…we all slept in my king bed during recovery so she could just hand me babies to feed!  Thank you Mama for your help!  My boys have the best Grammie & Mimi to love them…you two did great together alone while I was in the hospital…and made my trip home perfectly relaxed!  I love my boys…and my mom’S!!!

Who Loves Her Boys???

Well my sons…my THREE SONS…(I am so so lucky)…I’m feeling a little scared again and feel it necessary to tell you how I feel in the off chance that something should happen to me.  Tomorrow I have surgery, and I hate writing these things because I feel like I am tempting fate, but then I’d rather tempt fate than have you live without knowing how much I wanted you and love you.  So…fate be damned and boys here you go…

Zachary…My FIRST born.

You have been the light of my life for the past 3 years…I’ve always wanted you and couldn’t wait to meet your face and to get to know your personality.  You are a go getter, you have lots of energy, you are honest, smart, funny, busy, loving, sweet, ornery and a “Big Brudder”…You like to do naughty things and then show them to me to get my reaction…if you do something naughty and I say, “Who did this?”…you always fess up (hopefully you will always do that)…you love to cuddle me…ALWAYS have loved that.  Couldn’t get you to sleep alone in your crib until you were 5 months old because you loved sleeping next to me.  Just yesterday, I put make up on and you told me I was a pretty girl and pointed to my mascara…you make me smile in so many ways and every night I think about you and something you did and you always end my day with a smile.

Trevor…the MIDDLE boy by 2+ years one ways and 3 minutes the other!

Your dad says you are like him.  You are “calm, cool and collected”…which I have to sort of agree with (but don’t tell your dad I’m agreeing with him)…you are LIKE this…until you get hungry.  You have some lungs boy!!!!  You are also the mama’s boy.  You prefer me over anybody (and it’s no secret, I LOVE IT!).  You can hear me walk into a room and want me, be held by someone else and if you hear me or smell me, you want me.  You love to coo to me and you smiled at me before Brandon did!~  You also look just like I did when I was a baby.  You are chunky and I was worried your arms were to short for your body because your belly is so chunky you have a hard time resting your arms in your chest!  (Truly so cute!).  My little mama’s boy…

Brandon…MY BABY!!!

Of all my boys, you were the only one who was able to come straight to me right after you were born.  I got to hold you in wonder and be amazed at what a gift you were right from the start.  We had time alone while Daddy was in the NICU with Trevor and it was just you and I talking to each other and you staring at me knowing that I WAS YOUR mama…one of the most amazing moments I’ve ever experienced.  You don’t cry very loud, in fact, you snort…like a pig…true story!  Last night at Book Club, the girls couldn’t stop giggling because they said you reminded them of being on a farm when they were little…you just kept snorting…daddy & I giggle about it too…There was this one day that we were running errands and when I opened the back door, there was a big frigging spider on your face and I lost my marbles…screaming and grabbing spiders.  You are my tiniest boy right now…but you are a demanding presence. 

 

 

All  my boys…I love each and every one of you more than I could have ever imagined…you make each day worth living, every laugh bigger, every smile brighter and every tear worth it all.  I love you to infinity and beyond…Your Mama…