I was just about ready to step into the bath to have a little relaxing “me” time and rejuvenate for Wednesday when I stopped dead in my tracks and realized that it has already been six months with the babies
Birthdays just aren’t what they used to be. I remember a time in the not so distant past when I would spend the day at the spa for my birthday, being lathered with massage oil and spackled with face mask.
On Friday Brenda took our family pictures and it was stressful and chaotic and wonderful of her to block out her entire afternoon to get our family in. Elsa and Preston were having a puke-fest and Violet was grumpy and
Last night Ava said, in a conspiritorial moment with Chris at the dinner table, mommy is terrible isn’t she dad? I was in the bedroom changing one of the babies and waiting for what seemed like a really long time
I started the babies on oatmeal yesterday. My mother’s intuition was telling me that it was time based on the babies’ hunger levels and the fact that while I was eating with Preston sitting on my lap he took his