Mommy of the Year

I'm never going to be the Mommy of the Year.

I'm not going to be the smartest Mom. I'm not going the craftiest Mom. I am not going to be the most patient Mom. I'm not going to be the funniest Mom. I'm not going to be the most organized Mom. I am not going to be the most stylish Mom. I'm not going to be the most cultured Mom. I'm not going to be the most sophisticated Mom. I'm not going to be the prettiest Mom. I'm not going to be the most accomplished Mom. I am not going to be the coolest Mom. I am not going to be the most involved Mom. I am not going to be the nicest Mom.

I am going to make mistakes. I am going to get upset. I am going have short comings. I am going to bribe every now and then. I am going to learn some things the hard way. I am going to fail. I am going to look like a mess. I am going to make bad judgements. I am going to be confused. I am going to be insecure. I am going to contradict myself. I am going to yell. I am going to forget things. I am going to be indecisive.  I am going to get stressed out. I am going to be late. I am going to embarrass them. I am going to have no idea what to do.

I won't give up. I won't wish my time away. I won't compare myself, my husband, or my kids to others.   I won't take anything for granted. I won't belittle them. I won't make everything easy. I won't shelter them.  I won't back down. I won't gossip. I won't let them be quitters. I won't let them lie. I won't lie to them. I won't know everything. I won't be perfect. I won't make them think they need to be perfect. I won't undermine my husband. I won't scream. I won't smother them. I won't forget who I am.

I will laugh at myself. I will be the bad guy. I will have fun. I will apologize. I will be generous. I will smile. I will learn. I will promote good health. I will pray. I will believe in them. I will give hugs and kisses way to much. I will be honest. I will celebrate their unique talents. I will make my family a priority. I will make one day a month really special.  I will play.  I will protect and keep my children safe. I will love and adore my husband. I will demand respect. I will earn respect. I will be strong. I will listen. I will be creative. I will put the phone down. I will celebrate wins and applaud a loss. I will be trustworthy. I will take risks. I will teach what I know. I will study what I don't. I will relax. I will be supportive. I will always try to control my temper. I will dance. I will push. I will take way to many pictures. I will I will always use my imagination. I will grow. I will turn off the TV. I will not take myself too seriously.  I will instill a love of Mexican food in my children. I will keep my promises. I will try my hardest. I will be exciting. I will be a cowboy, a princess, a lion, or a ballerina. I will enjoy the small things.  I will encourage Daddy Time. I will tickle, cuddle, and snuggle. I will do what is best for my family. I will raise my babies to love Jesus. We will be happy!


I'm not going to be Mom of the Year. I am going to drive them crazy. I won't let a day go by that I'm not thankful. I will love them with everything that I am.

I am not going to be the Best Mom. But I am going to try.

The T Word

Am I such a sweet Mommy that I am giving my daughter a toothache?

Nope... that is just wishful thinking. It has begun. It has even been confirmed by a medical professional, Sister is officially Teething. A friend lent me this adorable halloween onesie with the ever appropriate "Teething Bites" across the front of it. If you were wondering where I have been, just follow the smell of the cherry Orajel and berry Tylenol and you will find me holding a very unhappy baby. My sweet girl has a bit of a dramatic flair, something I adore about her. In drama Queen fashion, the screaming is honestly a bit intense. Our household has also been down a pair of hands, meaning I may or may not be using cherry flavored Tylenol on her pacifier to pacify her. Don't worry I don't over do it, and when I say Tylenol I mean the Little Fevers safe for babies medicine.

The worst part of teething isn't the less sleep, drool, or the crying. The worst part is that my little girl is hurting and I can't do a thing about it. I try to reason with her, she doesn't understand the whole No Pain. No Gain. thing. I mean having a mouthful of teeth is awesome. You get to eat delicious stuff, brush them, use them to bite people, wear expensive metal accessories on them, and someday flash a smile at a cute boy at school with them. Teeth are definitely worth it. I love having teeth and I know she will too.

Sister is tough. She will get through this and so will her Mommy. I just wish she didn't have to experience the pain. I guess this is a Motherhood Lesson for me. She is going to get hurt, she is going to feel pain, but good will come from it. Even if the screaming last for way over an hour, I need to appreciate these moments. Because I am holding a Baby! I'm holding Our Baby!

I also need to remember that it is okay to spend the day inside, not wearing a bra, without a stitch of make-up on, hair in a less then sexy fro and just love on these sweet babies. It is also okay to be five minutes late to a doctor appointment because pulling over and dipping your babies pacifier in some gripe water was a necessity. I feel so blessed to have these moments to complain about. Teething does totally bite, but before we know it the Tooth Fairy will be here. Until then Orajel Wishes and Tylenol Dreams.

My Toothless Tot

Three Days

Enjoying My Morning View.

I am so excited to be sitting here eating my breakfast and sipping hot coffee and having both of my hands to do it. Sleep has alluded us more than normal lately. Teething? Growth Spurt? Reduced Milk Supply?I am not sure why my sweet babies are trying to pull all nighters, but I have decided that I am entitled to a day watching movies while just loving on the twins. Even if I have to miss something to do it- Bible Study, Blogging, and the obvious one Laundry!

I have decided to try and set a Goal of blogging three times a week. If I can do that consistently I will have some sort of schedule in my life, even if it is a blog schedule. I am working hard to try and get in a routine in my life and maybe blogging can help me. Have a great Tuesday! 

Boardwalk Buddy Walk 2012

Boardwalk Buddy Walk 2012

On Saturday I had the most amazing experience. The Twins and I went to our very first Buddy Walk in Rehoboth Beach. The Buddy Walk is a walk to celebrate Down Syndrome and I felt so honored to be a part of it. As many of you may know my son was diagnosed with Down Syndrome a few days after he was born, but what many of you don't know is that before Saturday I have never met anyone with Down Syndrome. Actually Brother did have a bestie in the NICU with DS, but other than these two sweet baby boys I have never know another person that had DS.

Saturday only proved what I already knew to be true- Down Syndrome is not a diagnosis, it is a joy. Every single child and person I met had the biggest smile and the sweetest soul. Their families are caring, friendly, and compassionate. They had different "teams" for the buddy walk. Some of the teams had made special shirts, some dressed up in cowboy gear, and others wore their blue Buddy Walk shirts. There were cheerleaders supporting a fellow teammate, there were siblings supporting their brother or sister, and there were families that overflowed with happiness. Being a part of this community makes me so proud. I will be honest and say I was a bit worried about going because I was afraid that I would start to have expectations of what Brother might or might not be like. Instead I left the Buddy Walk with a happy heart full of hope and excitement. 

I met a beautiful eleven-year-old girl whose kindness and gentleness would be hard to match. She made me feel as though I was no longer a stranger at this event, I now had a friend. Truth be told she was the Belle of the Ball, everyone knew her and she knew everyone else. Her sisters and friend were the sweetest girls ever. They held and loved on the Twins all day. This whole family took me under their wing and I am forever grateful. 

The oldest sister made such an impression on me. When I found out Brother had Down Syndrome, I wondered what that would mean for Sister. I still sometimes wonder. Watching this caring and nurturing fifteen-year-old made me think of my Baby Girl. I only spent a few hours around this "teenager", and I can tell you she is one impressive teen. She had a grace beyond her years and so much warmth. I'm sure there are fights and arguments, but the love she displayed is unforgettable. It is something I hope to see between my Kids someday. 

I love that my Daughter will be blessed by her Brother's Down Syndrome. I love that His Down Syndrome will not only shape who He is, but it will also shape who She is.The Twins are so fortunate to have one another, and we are so fortunate to have them. God gave us all the best gift,  He gave us each other.

Loving all the Attention!

Thirty Seven

Celebrating 37 Years in Chesapeake City! 

We love you Gami and Pops.

Love.

The Stars and Stripes.

Main Street.

Four.

The Canal

Sleeping on the Stroll! 

Happy Fall Ya'll!

Looking forward to 37!

Beautiful View. 

Brick.

Delicious Lunch.

The Cutest Pout.

Date Night in a Bag

The Dating Divas is a fun website that has a ton of different ideas on ways to Date your Spouse. Some ideas seem a bit far fetched to me, but others are very doable.  I chose to do this Love on the Run Bag. We have a subscription to NetFlix and I decided to do a Movie Night. I picked a Movie that he would like, I filled the bag with popcorn, and other favorite movie treats- Red Vines, Reese's Pieces, M&M's and of course Hot Tamales. Movie Night could not happen without Hot Tamales!

Finding the time for each other has become more challenging, but I know it is the most important thing We can do. Being a Good Wife will make me a Better Mom. I have Fallen more in Love with my Husband since seeing him with our kiddos, so I need to make a point to show him that. He has been spoiling me rotten lately, and I am loving. Last weekend I woke up to breakfast in bed, coffee & a bubble bath, authentic mexican food for lunch, and a day at the beach! I felt like it was my birthday because it was such a special day. I want to do the same thing for him once a week.  I want to make him feel important and make it obvious that he is my favorite person in the whole wide world :)

The Best Day!

Better to live on a corner of the roof
    than share a house with a quarrelsome wife. 

Proverbs 21:9

Excited About...

I'm excited about Poop!

Brother has been having constipation issues, after a two day strike he let it rip yesterday.

I was so happy! Seriously, I cheered about it.

He still isn't regular, but he seems so much more comfortable.

I never thought I would be thankful for a dirty diaper, but oh I am!