tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017023896673922642012-01-11T22:07:23.452-06:00“When you look at your life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses.” -- Joyce BrothersMJnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-60415540810023508692012-01-11T22:07:00.001-06:002012-01-11T22:07:23.462-06:00

A new year.  It's hard to believe that another year is done.  This past year was tough and filled with lots of tears and heartache.  I look forward to a new year and a fresh start.  The kids have adjusted very well and actually seem to be more relaxed now.  It makes me realize that things were probably much more stressful on them then I thought.  D and I still have arguments, but for the most

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-4611839835825143752011-12-26T22:10:00.003-06:002011-12-26T22:10:55.303-06:00

Christmas. Naps.  The two together spells trouble. So for the past few weeks Logan and Mackenzie haven't been going to sleep very well at naptime.  They are 3 now and it was at this same time that Olivia decided to not nap anymore.  The difference being there was only 1 of her!  Usually they are in there talking and playing around and who knows what else.  After several 'shhhh' 'be quiet' and '

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-66138659931352995852011-12-09T22:34:00.001-06:002011-12-09T23:04:15.902-06:00

For three years I have had the privilege of being the mother of twins.  I had so many fears when I first found out that we were having twins.  Would the pregnancy make it; would I make it full term.  How would we survive raising twins and how would it affect Olivia. Then these two precious babies were placed in my arms.  Sure they were 8 weeks early, but they proved to be strong fighters then. 

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-87146870102050627512011-11-08T21:18:00.002-06:002011-11-08T21:18:32.656-06:00

12 years ago this month I met the man who would become my husband.  I was almost 19 at the time.  He was 14 years my senior and my parents weren't too happy at first, but came to like him and accepted him.  He proposed 6 months later and 13 months after that, once I had finished college, we got married.  Sadly, 12 years later, my life has veered off path into the unknown.  I never saw this in

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-83380025175876378482011-10-19T16:10:00.000-05:002011-10-19T16:10:26.592-05:00

Every year my moms of multiples group hosts a hayride at a farm and all of the children come in costumes, ride on a hayride, get a candy bag and pick out a pumpkin.  Since my children are obsessed enthusiastic about Halloween, I was looking forward to bringing them.  Ever since we saw the Smurf movie back in August, Olivia has really wanted to be Smurfette.  We found a costume at the store and

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-81994746730359189722011-10-02T21:31:00.003-05:002011-10-02T21:31:30.117-05:00

I have been a mother for 6 years.  How that happened, I don't know.  Those months of crying because I was not pregnant, the agony of the infertility treatment and the grueling adoption process still is fresh in mind.  The raw emotions that I had are not forgotten.  While it feels like I have been a mother forever, I still remember the nervousness that I felt when Olivia was placed in my arms for

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-6470412623095369192011-09-25T20:40:00.001-05:002011-09-25T20:40:20.131-05:00

Kindergarten.  It happened...seemingly overnight.  One day I became a mother to a beautiful baby girl and the next day I became the mother of a kindergartener.  Suddenly I am back in school.  Those teenage years suddenly don't seem so far away.  The first week of school we had kindy orientation.  Basically they had 4-5 kids come in for 90 minutes and get to know the teacher while the parents

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-41329234830115919572011-09-07T19:06:00.000-05:002011-09-07T19:06:33.006-05:00

So Logan is potty trained.  He went full force in that he is also nap and bedtime trained.  He wanted the whole thing.  He alternates between the big potty and little potty.  I prefer the little because it sometimes help keep things in the potty and not shoot all over.  This is one plus to girls, they have never peed all over the bathroom...but it is still better then diapers. So before bath I

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-79116144112865817772011-09-04T10:08:00.000-05:002011-09-04T10:08:47.033-05:00

Potty training.  I am tired of it.  Olivia trained just before age 2 and we had some regression and she didn't actual finish without any accidents until 2y3m.  She has never had an accident since, including accidents at bedtime.  Given her personality, she actually did very well. I attemped to train Logan and Mackenzie around February or March.  They were both oblivious to the peeing and putting

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-35993914555075324942011-08-14T21:29:00.000-05:002011-08-14T21:29:37.148-05:00

We went up north last weekend and stayed at a great resort.  They had a pool, a beach and a playground.  Awesome place.  The kids liked the fact that there was a spiral staircase going upstairs to their bedroom.  It was like a fort.  Now imagine going up an open spiral staircase whose stairs barely fit your foot in the middle of the night because a child wakes up calling for you.  Yeah.  Not to

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-11308430370387630862011-07-29T22:04:00.000-05:002011-07-29T22:04:28.382-05:00

After we had to put Tigger down, we decided (I thought) not to get another pet for awhile.  The kids are still so young and require so much time that we don't have enough time to devote to a pet.  I miss my cat, but I really don't want anything else to take care of right now.  Perhaps when the kids are older, it will be nice to have another pet.  I also mentioned that I do not want another kitten

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-38577059100301745632011-07-22T20:34:00.000-05:002011-07-22T20:34:02.373-05:00

Conversations that I have heard between Logan and Mackenzie~ L: "You are God." M: "No I am not." L: "Yes you is.  You God." M: "No I'm Santa." L: "You not Santa.: M: "yes I am.  Mom am I santa?" Me: No, Santa is a boy. M: "Oh, me God." L: "No you not God." M: "Yes I am" L: "No" Clearly we need to go to church more.  Eh? _________________________________________ After getting off the potty

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-45532283429598358652011-07-22T06:59:00.000-05:002011-07-22T06:59:09.093-05:00

After a week of 100+ degree heat and being cooped up inside, we finally got to have some outdoor fun yesterday.  I have been wanting to take the kids to a splash pad and another woman in my moms club was planning on going yesterday, so I thought it was a great time to go.  Olivia was thrilled because she is great friends with the one woman's daughter and her triplets are the same age as my twins.

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-68188953293285471872011-07-18T15:54:00.000-05:002011-07-18T15:54:44.396-05:00

Last weekend D and I took a trip alone to a casino about 2 hours north of us.  It was a delayed trip for our 10 year anniversary that we celebrated in May.  My parents came up Saturday afternoon and we left for our adventure.  It was very strange to be alone and not have to worry about getting home.  We did not win any money, but we had a wonderful dinner at an adult restaurant, stayed up half

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-41263385226637069262011-06-27T21:36:00.000-05:002011-06-27T21:36:53.657-05:00

My children adore the outdoors.  It doesn't matter what we are doing outside because they just love being out there.  They kept talking abut going outside to kick around their soccer balls, but once outside they decided it was much more fun to help mommy pull out all of the long weeds.  They were a great help and loved helping.  My goal has been to get them outside every day that it has been nice

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-65257635061725657542011-06-19T14:31:00.000-05:002011-06-19T14:31:08.219-05:00

I hate labels.  I don't like to label Logan and Mackenzie as 'the twins' and I don't want to label Olivia as adopted.  These things are true, Logan and Mackenzie happen to be twins and Olivia happened to be adopted, but this does not define who they are.  So how do you prevent a child from being forever labeled if there really is a problem that they may happen to have?  Olivia has always been a

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-17150901570541215522011-05-28T22:15:00.000-05:002011-05-28T22:15:00.058-05:00

After my half hearted attempt at potty traing a few months back, I decided that this weekend would be a good time to go for round two.  I have 5 consecutive days home, the weather is warmer and they have more signs of readiness now.  So for the past week I have been talking about using the potty and wearing underpants.  They both seemed to think this was a great thing.  I will admit that I was

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-89557104585620431522011-05-20T22:14:00.000-05:002011-05-20T22:14:45.603-05:00

It's funny, because when D and I first started down the adoption path we did so much research.  We researched our options as far as domestic, international and foster care.  We researched cost, what's involved and agencies.  When we decided on domestic, I never really thought there would be adoption issues.  I am not naive, I knew she would probably have questions and wonder about her

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-84973413640702258642011-05-13T20:37:00.000-05:002011-05-13T20:37:16.797-05:00

We have been trying to encourage Olivia to practice riding her bike so that she will get comfortable with stopping so we can take off the training wheels.  She is 5.5 and getting to the age that she needs to learn.  Olivia has always been a little behind with the physical stuff.  The last time we tried was about a month ago.  We went on a walk in the neighborhood and Olivia insisted on riding

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-90994885924331383032011-04-28T15:56:00.000-05:002011-04-28T15:56:28.918-05:00

When D and I got married, we got married in a small lutheran church that I had grown up in.  We continued to go for a little while, but then we bought a house further north and decided to look for a church closer to home.  We tried out several, both catholic and lutheran.  We finally found a catholic church that we both really liked and that was more traditional.  We became members and all of our

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-20519747461854688692011-04-22T23:08:00.000-05:002011-04-22T23:08:39.968-05:00

A few weeks ago I spent the weekend up north with my moms of multiples friends.  Every year there is an annual convention for all of the clubs in the state to get together.  The clubs all take turns hosting, so it's at a different venue each year.  Really, it's just a weekend for us moms to let loose and have fun.  Anyways, I was in a hotel room with 3 other ladies and we had a blast.  We

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-86583333562056102562011-04-05T07:14:00.000-05:002011-04-05T07:14:24.572-05:00

Last week we had a nice warm day, it was my day to work at home and Olivia was on spring break.  Being cooped up all day in the house with small children can drive you crazy.  I debated back and forth with myself on whether I should take the kids to the zoo.  I didn't dare speak it out loud because then the big one would be nagging non stop all day.  So finally I decided that I would take them to

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-80866268853822860632011-03-28T08:54:00.000-05:002011-03-28T08:54:15.528-05:00

Whoever said that when you have kids, you have no life, clearly didn't have kids.  I remember the days when it was just D and I and we could come and go as we pleased.  We honestly didn't do alot of things socially though.  Sure I went out with my girlfriends on occasion and we had people over, but we spent the bulk of our time remodeling our home.  Then we had a baby.  And people we knew started

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-45981768576255486362011-03-13T17:12:00.000-05:002011-03-13T17:12:38.015-05:00

RIP Tigger 7/28/01 to 3/13/2011 A few months after D and I bought our first house, we decided to get a kitten.  We found an ad in the paper that was giving away kittens, but you had to take two.  At the time, we both worked full time so we thought that would be good for them.  D called the guy to inquire and told him that I really wanted an orange cat.  We met the guy in a parking lot and chose

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-48835945103044888572011-03-03T17:17:00.000-06:002011-03-03T17:17:27.377-06:00

Even before I had twins, sleep has always been a strict routine that we rarely deviated from.  After Logan and Mackenzie arrived, a schedule was a must and I worked to get them on a sleep schedule as soon as I could.  At 4.5 months they were sleeping through the night and taking two naps a day.  I saw light at the end of the sleep deprivation tunnel at that point.  Logan especially has always

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-61904155178245935412011-02-27T10:37:00.000-06:002011-02-27T10:37:00.950-06:00

Olivia potty trained just before age 2.  That was one thing that went easy with her; she is far from being an easy child, but she is very smart and learned fast.  Transitional things went smooth with her.  I was not expecting the same with Logan and Mackenzie, in part because they were premature and tend to be later with milestones, or perhaps normal, but late compared to Olivia. Lately, they

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-64763419407316313972011-01-30T11:22:00.000-06:002011-01-30T11:22:25.951-06:00

Where do I start?  Between work and home, I am completely overwhelmed.  My free time is very limited these days.  I also forgot how time consuming 2 year olds are....or maybe it's just that having 2-2 year olds that are time consuming, or the breaking up the fighting or crying caused by a 5 year old big sister...or maybe it's just having 3 kids in general.  To think that having twinfants was hard

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-55406398880722789522011-01-01T14:58:00.000-06:002011-01-01T14:58:43.518-06:00

Potty training is on the horizon.  We discuss where pee and poop go and wearing underpants generates excitement, but up until recently, Logan and Mackenzie haven't shown much interest.  Now at 2 years old, Olivia was potty trained.  She night trained (nap included) herself at 2.5.  Yes, it was that easy.  Considering how difficult she can be, I was and still am amazed at how smoothly it went.  I

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-88520513485441402142010-12-28T11:18:00.000-06:002010-12-28T11:18:36.152-06:00

I never fully got into the Christmas spirit this year, so I am glad that it is over with.  D had to work on Christmas Eve, so it wasn't really anything out of the ordinary for us.  I am not yet brave enough to try and wrangle 3 kids to mass all by myself.  Hopefully our father forgives me, but I just didn't have it in me.  Maybe next year.  December is just a busy month.  Logan and Mackenzie

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-10227212923547801412010-12-18T17:01:00.000-06:002010-12-18T17:01:10.394-06:00

Ever since I can remember Olivia has loved chapstick and lip gloss.  She always has and still does call it 'lips dry.'  Every night she has to have some after her shower.  She has some sparkly princess lip gloss that she absolutely loves.  I don't let her wear that every day. On the way home last night she asked me if she could wear her sparkly lip gloss to school when she goes back.  I asked

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-80195416741342447902010-12-13T10:18:00.000-06:002010-12-13T10:18:42.046-06:00

The Friday after Thanksgiving I went out with my single friend, J.  We try to do dinner or something every few months.  Since I am feeling old lately and restless in my life, she suggested we go to the bars/clubs.  I was excited about this as it's been about 3 years since I have gone out to those types of places.  D worked until 7 so I got the kids fed, bathed and in bed.  As soon as he got

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-64306195316270531592010-12-09T16:17:00.000-06:002010-12-09T16:17:07.696-06:00

Since Logan and Mackenzie turned 2, I wanted to get their 2 year pictures done.  I typically only do them once a year, unless we get a family Christmas picture, which is usually every other year.  This year was just Logan and Mackenzie's birthday pictures.  This is in and of itself a big ordeal.  D's new work schedule also means that I am on my own every other weekend.  While I am thankful to

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-6949246130021451212010-12-06T10:57:00.000-06:002010-12-06T10:57:01.100-06:00

2 years ago I sat in a hospital bed unable to go see my babies because I had passed out on my first attempt out of bed.  It wasn't until about 12 hours post partum that I was finally able to go to the NICU and see my children.  Too see my tiny newborns inside an isolette and covered with tubes and wires was scary.  All of the machines were intimidating.  Until I got to hold my babies.  They were

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-52652971374628887402010-12-03T13:54:00.009-06:002010-12-04T09:44:51.768-06:00

 Life has been crazy.  I feel burned out and in desperate need of some down time.  So on Thanksgiving we took apart the cribs and transitioned Logan and Mackenzie into toddler beds.  They were so excited to have beds and Mackenzie kept repeating 'new bed' over and over.  They had to climb on each other's beds to make sure they were the same and thought it was the best thing ever.  That night I

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-25107836452739091782010-11-21T15:53:00.000-06:002010-11-21T15:53:54.901-06:00

My vow since having twins has been that Logan and Mackenzie will be in their cribs for as long as possible.  Olivia was in a regular twin bed just before two and did great.  She stayed in bed and called out if she needed anything.  I was amazed at how easy it went, even now, at 5, I cannot get her to get up and go to the bathroom herself.  She still asks if she can go and one of us has to get up.

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-43631085249132560082010-11-20T10:40:00.000-06:002010-11-20T10:40:43.186-06:00

I am not sure if it's because I am approaching 30 or what, but I find myself lost in daydreams lately.  My head is just not with me lately.  I am lost in a fantasy world.  I think about going out to the bars, dancing all night and what life would be like if I had no responsibility.  Clearly I do not want this lifestyle as I adore my husband and children, but it's like I am not in control of my

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-57375395760715697852010-11-11T16:49:00.000-06:002010-11-11T16:49:48.296-06:00

Tuesday was parent/teacher conferences.  Seems silly for preschool, but it's good to hear how things are going and gives insight to how the future classes will go.  The spring conference from last year was rather disheartening as the teacher said that Olivia needed to work on empathy and could be bossy.  We already knew that, but it's not what you want the teacher to tell you. We've continued to

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-90751261030479807682010-11-07T16:53:00.000-06:002010-11-07T16:53:46.154-06:00

Since Olivia was a toddler we've used a time out chair or corner to punish her.  This usually helps better her behavior for the iterim, but because I have been blessed with a spirited child, this is short lived.  The thing is that she hates being in the corner.  The entire time she is there (5 minutes) she cries about getting out or turns around and just makes it worse.  When she was smaller I

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-51839372712918771722010-11-05T15:00:00.000-05:002010-11-05T15:00:49.078-05:00

About 5 years ago, about a month before Olivia was born, D and I almost ended our marriage.  We had been married for 4 years, endured 3 years of trying to have a child and were stressed to the max with finances and waiting for Olivia's birth.  D also had anger issues.  He would be fine for months on end and then when work was particularly stressful he would blow, at me and often would scare me. 

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-21986292227981228972010-10-31T15:59:00.000-05:002010-10-31T15:59:43.488-05:00

Another Halloween is upon us.  This is Olivia's second year of trick or treating.  Prior to our move, no one really did the trick or treat thing in our neighborhood.  It was sad.  The houses were dark and we were very disappointed.  Needless to say, that when we moved last summer to our small town community and 250+ kids came to the door, it was shocking!  Since it's mostly rural and we live in a

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-25879442255456544062010-10-28T15:21:00.000-05:002010-10-28T15:21:39.776-05:00

When we first learned we were expecting twins, I was shocked and thrilled.  I never imagined I could get D to go through treatment for a third child and now I wouldn't have to.  After the initial heartbeat checks, I worried about if I lost one.  Then it was making it to the viability point.  Thankfully they both survived and are doing great. When they were babies, it was obvious we had twins. 

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-27902095814431613272010-10-18T13:35:00.001-05:002010-10-18T13:38:09.054-05:00

My husband is the oldest of 5 children.  To say he grew up in a dysfunctional family is an understatement.  This is why our children rarely see their aunts, uncles and cousins.  The pattern of alcohol abuse and dysfunction, as well as unwedded breeding, has continued with the subsequent generation.  Ironically, despite being the oldest, we have the youngest children.  His sister has 5 kids.  She

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-68792920411205849952010-10-16T14:10:00.002-05:002010-10-16T14:12:38.341-05:00

Every year our fertility clinic hosts an outing where all of the families come and celebrate the children that were born with the help of the clinic and doctors.  It's pretty amazing that the clinic does this and it shows that the doctors honestly care about their patients.  Last year it was at the zoo and this year it was at Underwater World.  We got a free family pass and they reserved the

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-51229766433356817652010-10-14T11:36:00.000-05:002010-10-14T11:36:26.500-05:00

I never thought I could love another man as much as I love my husband.  But then God gave me the joy of having a son.  He is my favorite little man and such a snuggle bug.  This is my new favorite picture of Logan.  I have lots to say, but no time to blog.  So for now, I leave you with my handsome little man.  (Isn't he so much cuter without that hemangioma!?)

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-74516338671350278962010-10-06T14:08:00.001-05:002010-10-06T14:10:42.196-05:00

My grandfather was a good man, but him and my mom had a strained relationship.  My grandmother died of a misdiagnosed aneursym when I was 10 months old and my mom was only 25.  To say it was hard on my mom is an understatement.  My grandfather kind of went through some phases, including spending lots of money, drinking (he always smoked) and dating women half his age.  Obviously this was not easy

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-1325372016287746072010-09-30T09:47:00.000-05:002010-09-30T09:47:52.624-05:00

5 years ago, my beautiful firstborn arrived on her due date.  She was perfect and calm and she rendered me speechless.  D and I had to fight over who got to hold her as neither one of us wanted to let her go.  She was so little and I wondered how it was possible that I was in charge of taking care of this little being.  I still wonder some days! The past 5 years have been amazing, exhausting,

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-40945323167879339642010-09-25T15:42:00.001-05:002010-09-25T15:43:45.157-05:00

Summer has come to an end.  Despite being down into the forties at night, I refuse to turn on the heat yet.  We have pajamas and blankets, we are good.  Besides, what's more cozy then snuggling up in warm pajamas and a nice warm bed anyways?  I love the coolness of fall and comfy clothes that it brings.  I don't like what comes after fall, but by itself it is pretty nice.  A while back on our

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-76415312292951291452010-09-22T13:06:00.000-05:002010-09-22T13:06:40.676-05:00

Logan is normally my easy child.  He plays well by himself and is more of a silent observer.  That said, he is also the biggest tantrum thrower.  Granted Olivia still whines, cries and throws herself on the floor in a dramatic fashion, but not in the same way.  Logan screams.  And I mean scream!  The boy does not give up.  If you take something away or he doesn't get his way, look out.  I joke

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-27254894844432235262010-09-17T14:05:00.000-05:002010-09-17T14:05:45.132-05:00

School has started again.  This week Olivia began her 'senior' year of preschool.  Unlike last year, there were no tears.  There were no just one more hug and no being drug into the classroom hanging from my leg.  It was a quick, bye mom, bye dad, see you later and in she went carefree.  She didn't even look back.  sigh  Olivia is a very outgoing person.  She makes friends easily and is super

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-39132039515463811642010-09-14T16:17:00.000-05:002010-09-14T16:17:23.029-05:00

When we (meaning me) were putting together our profile for the adoption, we had to write a dear birthmother letter.  I read others online to get an idea of format and substance.  I wanted to be honest and clear about who we were.  Some of them sound so over the top that it's hard to even believe.  I kept in mind that once we met, who we are would show, so why pretend?  I wrote paragraphs and

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-64665682645262678772010-09-07T10:27:00.000-05:002010-09-07T10:27:55.341-05:00

When the attorney that I worked for years ago told me that when Olivia was born, that would be my last day, I was stunned.  I knew she had wanted to cut back as she was nearing retirement age, but the thought of going part time so suddenly was daunting.  We had spent $40k+ on an adoption, how would we pay it all off if I went part time now!?  Well she honestly did me a favor.  I found another job

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-70295847105714319672010-08-30T12:45:00.000-05:002010-08-30T12:45:09.322-05:00

No more ugly red hemangioma on Logan's forehead.  He did pretty well with all of it and it went very fast.  I gave him the benadryl and then applied the numbing cream.  He was mostly upset by the bandaid I used to cover the cream (the boy hates bandaids).  I had to hold him while they administered the shot to numb the area and I had to help hold him down during the procedure.  Poor little guy. 

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-77137748239209266592010-08-29T14:03:00.000-05:002010-08-29T14:03:04.711-05:00

Years back D bought a telescope.  This was before we even had kids.  He is kind of a science geek in that sense.  He would set it up from time to time and if there was some rare occurence in the atmosphere, he would be out there with his telescope.  I usually couldn't tell what I was looking at, but I have seen the moon 'up close' and some other things.  Obviously he doesn't use it as much as he

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-91678548410227529542010-08-23T12:15:00.000-05:002010-08-23T12:15:12.086-05:00

One of the benefits of my moms of multiples group (besides the amazing bond) are the family events.  Every August there is a family picnic with a bounce house, crafts and the playground.  Everyone brings a dish and it gives us a chance to chat and see all the kids.  The first year we attended, I was about 18 weeks pregnant and didn't know everyone yet.  This year all of the kids got to run around

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-34573372469457932882010-08-18T13:15:00.000-05:002010-08-18T13:15:05.074-05:00

When Logan and Mackenzie were born, they both developed a hemangioma.  A hemangioma is the growth or pooling of blood vessels above the surface of the skin.  Mackenzie's is at the top of her head.  At first when I noticed it in the hospital it was just a small red dot that I thought was a sore or something from birth.  As it continued to grow, I researched and discovered that hemangioma's are

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-79875120988729996842010-08-12T12:46:00.000-05:002010-08-12T12:46:12.094-05:00

Before we moved last summer, Olivia shared a room with Logan and Mackenzie.  It was a big room, but not ideal to have 3 kids in one.  Whenever they napped, Olivia couldn't play in her room and it was difficult at night if they woke up.  We looked at tons of homes and we found our current house.  We love our house and our small town and are very thankful that we found it.  The best thing is that

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-77613126277925790142010-08-03T13:13:00.000-05:002010-08-03T13:13:53.934-05:00

When we went up north last week, Logan and Mackenzie got their first experience of sleeping in a regular bed.  I was a little concerned about it, after all there are two of them, but it went well.  When Olivia was 18 months old, she started taking naps in a twin bed and was out of her crib completely but 22-23 months.  The same will not be true for Logan and Mackenzie, unless they start climbing

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-47332672804016267472010-07-29T14:28:00.000-05:002010-07-29T14:28:32.822-05:00

Back in December we booked our reservation for a week long vacation up north at a nice resort.  We were going to stay in a nice 3 bedroom cabin on the lake, go swimming, fishing and explore the area.  This is a yearly thing for us, we've been doing it every year.  We only skipped it twice; once when Olivia was a baby and last year when Logan and Mackenzie were babies.  Who wants to vacation with

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-49988313138070440552010-07-22T13:11:00.000-05:002010-07-22T13:11:39.724-05:00

I am happy to report that after being unemployed for 6 months, my wonderful husband got a job.  He interviewed Monday and started training yesterday.  It is with the Department of Corrections.  Definitely a completely different avenue then what he was doing, but a good move.  He has to take 6 weeks of training classes to learn what he can and cannot do around the inmates.  Very interesting. So

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-67365332513315138202010-07-12T12:59:00.000-05:002010-07-12T12:59:04.286-05:00

I am an organized person.  I hate having things in disarray or sitting out on the counters.  D is a great one for leaving things sitting out.  At the end of every week I run around putting everything in it's place.  I will ask D what he wants to do with stuff, garage, garbage or downstairs?  I don't want it sitting on the counter indefinitely.  Having 3 small children has been an adjustment.  My

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-17942717261504962212010-07-07T12:36:00.000-05:002010-07-07T12:36:22.845-05:00

Who better to help, then the little man of the house.  A wonderful father, son moment.

MJnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-2392286326031053662010-07-06T13:40:00.000-05:002010-07-06T13:40:40.344-05:00

We took our first road trip over the fourth of July weekend.  This is the first time that Logan and Mackenzie have slept anywhere other than at home.  Staying in a hotel with 3 little kids, is....different.  They did pretty well with the 4+ hour car ride.  We stopped numerous times and let them run around.  They didn't sleep nearly as much as I had hoped.  Saturday was brutally hot and we stopped

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-21032352007510373382010-07-05T15:41:00.000-05:002010-07-05T15:41:09.881-05:00

Logan and Mackenzie went for their 18 month check up on Friday.  You would never guess my little preemies were born so little.  Logan continues to get further and further ahead of Mackenzie, but she is just petite.  At 19 months Mackenzie weighed in at 24.8 pounds.  She is 31.5 inches tall.  This puts her in the 50th percentile for both height and weight.  She is talking up a storm and repeats

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-20703605893760831722010-06-30T11:42:00.000-05:002010-06-30T11:42:10.374-05:00

When I was going through confirmation classes as a pre-teen, my pastor used to always tell that life isn't fair.  I was all about fairness and didn't understand why things weren't fair.  Obviously as I reached adulthood, I realized that indeed life is not fair.  Sometimes though it seems as if life can be downright cruel and unjust. All parents worry about their children, and especially

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-32688490825927489742010-06-24T14:43:00.000-05:002010-06-24T14:43:26.664-05:00

We have yet to travel anywhere overnight with all 3 kids.  That first year we were just too sleep deprived and strict on their routine.  Not to mention the small Uhaul we would have needed to bring with us.  This summer we are going to take our usual one week long vacation up north; our first as a family of 5.  Of course this means Logan and Mackenzie will be sleeping in twin beds....not sure how

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-37411516991790981772010-06-17T13:11:00.000-05:002010-06-17T13:11:07.827-05:00

Potty training is the one thing I hate about parenting.  I can handle the sleepless nights and the crying spells.  Heck I handled the first year with twins!  But potty training is my least favorite thing to conquer.  It is wonderful to be on the other side of having a potty trained child, but getting there is the hard part. I was fortunate with Olivia.  Despite her personality, she trained

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-45086383494822241682010-06-15T14:59:00.002-05:002010-06-15T15:01:42.993-05:00

Last night as I was getting Olivia ready for bed she told me, "When I get big, I don't want to have babies in my tummy.  I want to have them in another ladies tummy, like me.  That way they are special."  I told her that once she is married, she can adopt if she wants to.  She can have babies anyway she wants. I am glad she thinks this is a great way to have a baby.  I hope she always feels this

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-18568686612013187652010-06-09T08:58:00.000-05:002010-06-09T08:58:26.522-05:00

I am always amazed at how much Olivia truly understands.  Her behavior is tolerable most days and horrific on other days.  On a rare day we have a wonderful day of politeness, listening and overall calmness.  Those are few and far between.  They seem to come in spurts too.  She can be decent for a long tme and then is a beast for weeks at a time.  I know this is all a normal part of development

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-29015547796014229472010-06-08T11:39:00.000-05:002010-06-08T11:39:14.791-05:00

Yesterday morning I was telling D that we need to make a trip out to the big zoo.  I have a discount card that I got from work and Logan and Mackenzie are free.  Free is good because in 6 more months it will add an additional $22 to the entrance fee.  It's not cheap, which is why we average a once a year trip.  That and it's 1.5 hours from our house.  D suggested we go that day.  We decided to

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-34572626134180391182010-05-29T09:57:00.000-05:002010-05-29T09:57:18.368-05:00

Year one done.  That's right, my oldest child is one year closer to graduating from high school and leaving me behind.  It's only preschool.  She still has one more year of preschool to go (due to her Sept birthday) before we get into the big guns.  But still.  How did my child get so big.  My sweet easy going daughter has turned into a school aged sassy independent little girl.  Thursday was her

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-84230697918808620352010-05-19T10:17:00.000-05:002010-05-19T10:17:19.223-05:00

9 years ago I married the love of my life.  I was a 20 year old with so many hopes and dreams.  I didn't know that we would endure the hardships that we have, but we have prevailed.  The years of infertility brought tough times, but brought us that much closer.  The moving and home improvements (we're on house #3) have helped us build things together.  The adoption and subsequent IVF that cost us

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-7424476739019792072010-05-17T10:12:00.000-05:002010-05-17T10:12:58.496-05:00

It's often easy to forget that Olivia was adopted.  She looks alot like us and her adoption is no longer on the forefront of our minds.  It's brought up periodically, but I mostly just think of her birthmother when I have to send her updates around her birthday.  It's amazing how much love and respect you can have for a person you barely know.  She truly is a wonderful person and I cherish the

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-8063066913206875682010-05-13T11:06:00.000-05:002010-05-13T11:06:46.358-05:00

My babies continue to grow up, despite my liking.  No more highchairs.  That's right, yet another symbol of their babyhood gone.  The kitchen seems bare.  While I like how easy it is to have them in booster seats at the table, it is bittersweet.  As usual, my kids are ready to change before I am.  They love sitting at the table and are doing a great job.  I almost cried when D put them downstairs

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-45434481013503653702010-05-10T13:15:00.000-05:002010-05-10T13:15:30.397-05:00

Mother's Day.  I really enjoy it now and D did a great job this year.  He got me a cute card and he got one from Logan and Mackenzie and one from Olivia, who apparently insisted she have a separate one.  I received a lovely flower with Olivia's picture in the center that she made in preschool.  They took their handprints and decorated the 'petals.'  She also picked me out a Mom's Rock shirt that

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-64411597294360884442010-05-06T10:06:00.000-05:002010-05-06T10:06:02.697-05:00

My babies are 17 months old.  That is almost half way to 2.  Half way.  How did this happen?  Really.  Weren't they just born?  Perhaps the fact that the entire first year is a blur is why it seems like it went so fast.  You mean they were tiny?  Was I there?  I vaguely remember the constant feeding and state of sleep deprivation.  I remember around 5 months when they slept through the night and

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-20242235438144481322010-04-29T15:36:00.000-05:002010-04-29T15:36:22.728-05:00

When D and I first talked about having kids, we discussed me eventually working part time, once we could afford it.  Well as things happened, I ended up working part time right after Olivia was born.  My boss retired and so my last day was the day before we left for Olivia's birth.  It was a tough adjustment financially since we were paying off a ton on the loan for her adoption, but I am so

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-29703085043379502032010-04-23T12:13:00.000-05:002010-04-23T12:13:57.921-05:00

Dear Childless Self: I know you are in the throws of self pity right now.  You are jealous of everyone who has children.  You hate your body and cry every month as another month goes by without luck.  I know how much your heart aches to be a mother.  I know the desperation and longing and feeling that it will never happen.  I know you; you are stubborn, determined and refuse to give up.  Your

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-77610569323256447262010-04-19T14:40:00.000-05:002010-04-19T14:40:41.546-05:00

What a fun weekend!  Whew!  I felt bad leaving D home with the kiddos since he has been home with them, but he encouraged me to go.  I am so glad that I did!!  I had so much fun.  Every year the Moms of Multiples groups from all over the state join together for an annual convention.  Each club takes turns hosting the event (our group did it last year).  They have silent auctions, raffles and

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-38938834604356579642010-04-15T13:14:00.000-05:002010-04-15T13:14:31.662-05:00

So last Thursday D went to conferences.  Olivia is very smart and is ready for Kindergarten, but she misses the cutoff by 29 days, so it's another year of preschool.  Socially, this is a good thing.  The teacher told D that Olivia is the leader of the class.  She is the oldest and pretty much the biggest kid in her class, so all the kids look to her.  She also will stand up for her friends if

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-83093326021779385872010-04-12T15:20:00.000-05:002010-04-12T15:20:11.319-05:00

Well the bug that Logan had on Easter turned out to be a stomach virus that the entire house caught.  This is when having more than one child is not so pleasant.  Late Tuesday afternoon Olivia threw up, in the bathtub luckily and we kept a bucket by her side for the rest of the day.  I stayed home on Wednesday to be with the kids so D could go on his interview.  Well Olivia did throw up anymore,

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-69653449340071827572010-04-06T10:45:00.000-05:002010-04-06T10:45:16.900-05:00

We had great weather for Easter this year.  It was in the 60's, sunny and calm outside.  Normally we head to my parents house at Easter, but since they haven't been up to ours in a while, we had them over to our house.  D always does the cooking, so I am happy to have people over!  When we ate dinner Logan didn't really want to eat, which isn't normal.  He ate his sweet potatoes, but that was it.

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-18856955172002746002010-04-01T14:32:00.000-05:002010-04-01T14:32:13.706-05:00

It's funny how you can be married to a person for almost 9 years and they can still shock you.  D and I know each other very well.  We always know what the other person is thinking and joke that we are like an old married couple that has been together for 50 years.  Yet, there are times, when I am just shocked by something that he says.  This is true for what he said about 2 weeks ago. We were

MJnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-27034401701454410962010-03-30T12:51:00.000-05:002010-03-30T12:51:13.960-05:00

Olivia got her preschool pictures taken at the beginning of March.  I wasn't sure how they would turn out, as school pictures in the past weren't that great.  I remember the drab backgrounds when I was in school, so I still had her 4 year pictures taken *in case* they weren't good.  Well they are fantastic!  The standard background was a green scenic picture with a fence and fake flowers, etc.  D

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-84747367811003666112010-03-29T11:19:00.000-05:002010-03-29T11:19:47.810-05:00

Well my multiples sale was a success.  I was dead tired after working all day Saturday at it, but I sold all of my big stuff, lots of toys and probably half of the clothes I had.  I had the entire back end of the pick up full of equipment and 4 rubbermaid totes full of clothes and toys.  I only had 1 bin of stuff when I came home.  Not too bad! This is part of the pile of stuff I had to sell (

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-19800276250761751882010-03-18T09:20:00.000-05:002010-03-18T09:20:50.289-05:00

My Irish brood had a nice day home with their dad.  This was the best we could do for a picture, you should see the ones we tried to get with me!  It's not easy!  This had to have been one of the nicest St. Patrick's Day in history though.  60 degrees in March...that is a rarity in the midwest!  What a nice change though.  We were going to eat on the deck, but the wind picked up and it got cooler

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-80111467965244204512010-03-15T19:05:00.000-05:002010-03-15T19:05:42.380-05:00

Well even though everyone else is healthy, I got sick.  At first it was a cold that I thought was getting better; until I woke up and felt like I had been hit by a truck and punched in the face! It's funny that I have no problem bringing my kids to the doctor, but I am always trying to avoid going to the doctor my self.  Finally I called and went in and sure enough, I have a sinus infection.  I

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-46540428058592289202010-03-09T14:04:00.000-06:002010-03-09T14:04:56.332-06:00

Just when I was relishing in the fact that we hadn't had any illness in our house for a few months, we all went down.  Down hard. First Olivia came down with a cold, no appetite, bad cough and a runny nose.  She seemed better by the weekend, but still wasn't 100%.  Then Logan got crabby and started coughing. Then on Sunday he had a temp of a 101.8 and was lethargic.  All I did was hold him all

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-77711436750081734802010-03-02T10:01:00.001-06:002010-03-02T10:15:11.484-06:00

It's amazing how women judge each other.  I will admit that I do it too, I am not perfect and I can be very judgemental about alot of things.  When it comes to being a mother though (unless you are a horrible one), I try to show compassion.  Being a mother is one of the toughest jobs there is.  Trying to balance everything without feeling guilty is the hardest of all.  Guilt is always there, at

MJnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-54730979961448214292010-02-23T13:20:00.000-06:002010-02-23T13:20:34.991-06:00

I got my baby fix last week.  A co-worker delivered her baby girl back in January and she brought her in on Thursday.  She is adorable and so tiny!  She is around 8+ pounds now and she is so little!  It's amazing how fast you forget how small a newborn is.  The sad thing is that she is twice the size that mine were at birth!  Mine are so big already that it's a lifetime ago that they were that

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-54908108121918106542010-02-16T14:29:00.000-06:002010-02-16T14:29:11.179-06:00

Happy Valentine's Day!  Olivia had a little Valentine party at school and got a bunch of valentine's from the kids in her class.  This was her first time experiencing all of that, so she thought it was very cool.  They played bingo, had lots of snacks and juice and went to the gym.  She had a great time and happily showed me every valentine she received when I got home from work.  She even wore

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-24147249002362769112010-02-08T13:01:00.000-06:002010-02-08T13:01:32.449-06:00

My kids are finicky eater....make that my girls are finicky eaters.  Logan likes most everything you give him, including BBQ sauce and bean soup.  He definitely inherited his father's love of food and willingness to try new things.  The girls on the other hand, well it's a constant struggle to get them to eat different things.  Olivia used to love french fries as a toddler, along with fish sticks

MJnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-17365982503950799282010-02-06T16:26:00.000-06:002010-02-06T16:26:15.326-06:00

Well it's February and according to the groundhog, we get six more weeks of winter.  I want to know who put a groundhog in charge of predicting the weather?  Winter hangs on forever, like a shadow will make a difference. Logan and Mackenzie are 14 months old today.  I don't know if it's because I haven't been around as much, or just because they are growing up so quickly, but last night Logan

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-8449625797833903742010-01-29T13:47:00.000-06:002010-01-29T13:47:39.608-06:00

I have had so many ideas of topics to post about, but I just can't find the time to post them.  Last weekend we took a trip out to the MOA.  This is a rare occurence, as we do not go out there very often.  To venture out with 3 little kids....well I was skeptical to say the least.  How would L&M feel about being stuck in their carseats and then stuck in the stroller?  How would Olivia cope with

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-4067589954690882482010-01-19T13:01:00.000-06:002010-01-19T13:01:10.014-06:00

Well this is my first week working full time.  I like my job, so it's not horrible, just different than what I am used to.  I find myself wondering about the kids all day long.  Kudos to the full time working mothers out there, it's so hard to be away from the kids all day long.  I feel like I am missing something. D may have an interview next week.  One of the vendors we contacted forwarded his

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-75941279279297395192010-01-13T13:45:00.000-06:002010-01-13T13:45:37.473-06:00

Yesterday was D's' first day home with the kiddos.  He is already saying he doesn't know how I do it!  Not a good sign when it's day one!  Mackenzie had bad diaper rash and was fighting going to sleep.  Logan ate a piece of envelope and threw up his lunch.  He was glad to see me by the time I got home from work!  Perhaps once he does go back to work, he will have a new appreciation of what I do

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-23649437090357725482010-01-05T07:10:00.000-06:002010-01-05T07:10:59.694-06:00

D is officially laid off as of January 18.  At that time I will be going to work full time; I am not sure if it will be 4 or 5 days yet as we are waiting to see what 35% of Cobra is versus me carrying the benefits.  Whichever will generate more income is the route we are taking.  Thankfully my boss is very nice and is fine with whichever option I choose.  While it stinks that it came down to this

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-81515051665829924442009-12-29T07:12:00.000-06:002009-12-29T07:12:28.995-06:00

We survived another Christmas.  As great as it was to have everyone together this year, I am still glad it's over.  Olivia got a digital camera from the grandparents and she thinks it's the best thing ever.  In just one day she had over 200 pictures on it!  My parents also got the kids a 'joint' gift, one of those bouncy horses with the four springs in the corners.  Everyone loves it.  Logan and

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-65958913413493224042009-12-21T14:16:00.000-06:002009-12-21T14:16:52.688-06:00

Last week Logan and Mackenzie went for their 1 year check up.  We are finally formula free!!  WOOHOO!!  I have never been so happy to buy milk.  After spending a fortune on formula the last year, it is great to not have to buy it anymore.  Logan is 23.12 pounds and 29 1/4 inches.  He is in the 60th percent; not bad for a 4.14 pound preemie!  Mackenzie continues to be on the smaller side at 19.7

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-20218895163854963652009-12-14T13:02:00.000-06:002009-12-14T13:02:00.587-06:00

 I brought the duo to get their 1 year pictures done yesterday.  It went fairly well and we got some cute shots.  Both of them cried at first and wanted momma, but after they warmed up, they did good.  Rather than combine their shots, I did them separately.  I contemplated doing a group shot, but decided that wasn't really fair to them.  When they get to be adults they may want pictures of

MJnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901702389667392264.post-79067780704776186012009-12-05T16:30:00.069-06:002009-12-08T11:17:49.898-06:00

Well Logan and Mackenzie's birthday has come and gone.  They are a year old and I am officially done with the baby stage.  I hope that toddlerhood isn't too hard on me....don't I deserve a break since there are 2 of them and Olivia was such a terror?!  Logan and Mackenzie got a lot of great toys that they have been playing with and seem to enjoy.  I am glad that I kept their party small because

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