A Little of This, Some More of That

I have always wanted a clean house. While working I mainly got to my house cleaning on Saturdays. I have a wonderful husband that LOVES helping me clean (ok love may be a strong word, but at least he was willing). Together we could hammer out most of our cleaning all in one Saturday.

As my belly got bigger, bending over to clean and scrub became too difficult. Heck even standing for more then a few minutes got to be difficult. On Paul's birthday I had decided to clean the house, so we could have people over the next day for cake and ice cream. The mind was willing, but my body was not. I ended up on the couch asking Paul if he would mind sweeping and mopping the floors. Happy Birthday to you Paul.

Fast forward to today. Up until lately, I have really had a hard time finding time to get things cleaned. Just ask Tomo, who up until today was allowed to spread his dirt where ever he went. Today with the boys help, I was able to sweep, mop and vacuum. Granted the house is no where in the state I would like it to be in, but I have to say I love my clean kitchen floor.

Thank you Matthew and Seth for giving me some sanity by letting me clean.

Thank you Heavenly Father for giving me the energy to clean on the day that Seth and Matthew would be cooperative. The planets must have aligned just right today! now if only that dang dog would stop getting so dirty!

I was washing bottles yet again when it occurred to me that I had no idea what the date was. I didn't even know what month it was. Once I was informed it was May, I had to inquire if we were in the beginning or end of the month. And now it is already June! Who knew your days could fly by so fast just sitting in your house?

There is a reason people say the first couple of months of parenthood are a blur. Between the lack of sleep, the same tasks over and over again and the shock of not working for a paycheck, I am one lost mom. This is funny to me because up to the arrival of Matthew and Seth, I was counting the days, and trying to get everything done before the boys dropped in. Now to have no clue what day, month, and yes sometimes even the year gives me a new respect of time.

With that said, I am loving my boys. I love saying boys. I love that they are so different, yet similar in so many ways.

Brothers...

When Matthew was first born he seemed to be the passive one. Just kind of went with what ever we subjected him to. Now that he has found his voice, he is very vocal about is displeasure of being changed, and when I am just not quick enough with his meals.

Matthew

Seth on the other had seemed to be a little more alert and wide eyed when he was born. Now it is quite the task to keep him awake. I feel badly because he seems to have his days and nights mixed up, so just when he is winding up, we are all collapsing.

Seth

I find it funny to see how easily they seem to ignore each other, yet they gravitate (or more likely shuffle) towards each other while sleeping. That being said, they do set each other off when it comes to feeding time (I said that and it reminded me of a zoo or something.)

Feed Us!!

I absolutely love seeing Paul with these boys. He loves a good snuggle and Matthew and Seth don't complain the slightest bit to snooze with Dad.

So tired...

I can't end this post without thanking everyone who has helped us over the last couple of months and so many who continue to do so. We have had meals dropped off, our dog walked, babies fed (both day and night!), babies watched so we could escape for a little while, people have run to the store for us, and so much more. We really don't know how we could have survived this long without all of you! Having our boys has been a blessing, but so has the service that has been rendered to us. I look forward to reciprocating!!

After being told by our doctor that we had another week to week and a half, our boys surprised us by arriving early on April 8, 2010. They were born at 35 weeks and two days. Paul and I were hoping they would arrive closer to the end of 36 weeks, but apparently my body was sick of carrying over 11 pounds of babies.

Matthew was born at 8:01 am weighing in at 6 lbs 7 oz, and 19 1/4 inches long.

Matthew meets Mom!

Seth was quick to follow at 8:02 am weighing in at 5 pounds 1 oz and 18 3/4 inches long.

Mom meets Seth!

We were worried that they would have to be placed in the neonatal intensive care unit since they were early, but they arrived kicking and screaming and doing just fine.

Everyone meets everyone!

Brothers don't shake hands! Brothers gotta... snuggle!

We love our boys and can't imagine having one and not the other!

It's been a long wait, but SO worth it! We are so happy Matthew and Seth are here!

Hello World!

Every night we try to take Tomo out for a walk. We have two fields to choose from a small field closer to home or the soccer field where I had my bike incident. After Tomo’s jaunts in the soccer field, we usually take him across the street to play in a small drainage field. The other night, we had driven to the field and after Tomo's run, we tried getting him back in the car. He wouldn’t budge. He just looked over at the drainage field, like how could we forget that part of the routine? It was then that I realized that Paul and I are really predictable. Tomo knows that every night he is supposed to get a walk, he knows that certain areas of those walks he is allowed off his leash, and that he is supposed to sit down and wait until we tell him he can run for it. Heck he even knows that I will give him the paper towel roll to rip to shreds, so he always comes running when he hears me fiddle with the paper towel roll hangy thing. He has us trained.

I have been thinking a lot lately about our routine and how soon everything will be changing. For the most part Paul and I go shopping together, walk the dog together, work in the yard together, and clean the house together.

Don't get me wrong we have wanted change in this routine for quite some time, but after 7 years of just the two of us, it is going to be a little tough to switch gears. I keep thinking about our future of going to the store, or the weekly church adventures or just our nightly walks and how they will change. I guess we are just going to have to get creative. I’m pretty sure Paul and I will be able to handle the change; it's Tomo who may have troubles in April when twins arrive and mess up his doggy world.

That's right Tomo will definitely have competition in the coming months. He can already give a pretty pathetic puppy look, so I'm sure he'll lay it on us when we are trying to keep our heads above diapers!

I would like to thank whoever decided to take their car and drive donuts into our local soccer field creating Grand Canyon sized trenches.

In case you didn't know others like to use the field for things other then driving on.

Thanks for allowing me the opportunity to take a head long plunge in muddy water from off of my bike.

Sure I will fully admit some of it was my fault. Heck, I can't even jump a curb on my bike anytime of the day let alone at night. So jumping a trench was out of the question even if I had seen it.

And I can't blame you for the lack of a moon that night that kept me from seeing the gigantic trench full of water.

But in my defense I have ridden in that field a ton of times, and the only things I have run into is my dog, some random flying bugs, and the occasional piece of garbage.

Shame on you (whoever you are) for vandalizing a perfectly good soccer field, and for making a pregnant lady fly through the air and land in the mud.