Thursday, November 18, 2010

18 Months and counting

18 months...I feel like this is such an accomplishment and I want to break out in the Grammy speech..."I would like to thank my parents, my sister, my mother-in-law for all their help (babysitting and canning), support (and countless dinners), for which I would not be the person I am today.  I would like to thank my family and friends for visiting, chatting and drinking with me...cause I needed it! God for well...being god and of course my sensational husband, for which my life is not complete and I would have gone insane by now if not for his love of doing the laundry, dishes and floors...."  Phew....

For some reason this was the age I had in mind that I could not wait to get to.  I was excited for their 1 year birthday, but 18 months is my golden age.  The girls are not any less work, it is just different.  We can chat and play and their little personalities are shinning through, some times a bit too much but that is all part of being a family!  I finally feel like I may have some influence on who they are becoming.  This may sound like a tall order, but this is the order I am ready to fill, the parenting order.

So lets take a trip down memory lane.  Here are a few pics of the girls...1 year ago. (6 months..not rolling nor sitting on there own and just starting to each that gross rice cereal)

We are having a great time.  The girls are taking off in the learning department that's for sure.  Little Pookie is singin up a storm and Munchie is talking 3 word sentences.  her fav is "I wov u daddy" or "I'm funny" and Pookie is "I have it"  which is about everything she see and is not suppose to have.  Next up is barnyard sounds and every time there is a cat or dog commercial on TV there is the constant "mow or ruf" that fills the room.  In the Night Garden, Dora, Backyardigans and hockey are head turners as far as TV shows go and "berries" are a hit at meal times.


Wow...what a difference 1 year makes.


Friday, November 5, 2010

Confessions of the Crunched!

I was buzzing through some of the blogs that I like to read, when a title hit me..."How do I Manage" I was curious to see how someone else does it...conclusion..she was still looking for the answer.... This seems to be common, trying to juggle all that life throws out there..trying to achieve that life/work balance.  My bal­anc­ing act is not work­ing.  Well, it is.…but I have fallen off that darn bal­ance beam over and over again and with every new attempt to get it together, the bruises from the falls get big­ger and bigger...…and who thought that there could be a balance with work, kids and life!?  (Must have been some single or newly married girl who pitched it to some other single girl or something like that) 

Going back to work after having the girls was something I looked forward to...a change for us all.  I looked forward to getting up and going off to the world of adult talk, drinking a coffee while it was still hot, not having to heat it up 4 times…but now it is one of the hardest things I have done.  Working, raising toddlers and keeping a house (well my dear hubby does a lot of that..guilt!) is challenging...but the daily, daunting struggle is making a good meal and having it on the table before 6pm.  I love to cook, but I dread coming home to make dinner these days….the girls will not let me do anything and I mean anything in the kitchen.  From the minute I walk in they want to be held and if I don't, they scream, cry, pull at my pants yelling "uppy, uppy, uppy mommy" Emily even has pulled my pants down, which is something I am shocked at after having twins…

This past weekend I found myself cooking the entire weekend.  Choppin stuff, mixing stuff, baking stuff, using up food before it goes bad…(and some of it has been on the edge for weeks!)  The quick and easy answer is..nanny! but we cannot afford that, so now I have to think outside the box, or kitchen.  

The hard truth is that all this juggle doesn’t always work. I am a multitasker and even this is rocking that. But I’m glad I work outside the home, even if during the outrageously busy times I question that choice.

How do I manage?  I will let you know when I find out.