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Welcome to my blog - it's like a diary only better. This is my soapbox containing a collection of my thoughts and the experiences of my life raising twins.

Prior to this blog, prior to marriage and prior to the twinsanity that I now call my life, life was quite different for me. When you visit this blog, you won’t find me writing much about my life pre-twins – I hope that’s okay. Why? You ask. Because life with twins changes everything and my life pre-multiples is now just a dizzy, distant memory. And while it’s true that life years ago may have been a little more glamorous, the life I live now is a whole lot more rewarding and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

I’m glad you’ve stopped by...there’s a really strong chance that I won’t offer anything extraordinary here, but by the same token there is also the possibility that you will experience a taste of the adventures, challenges and many joys that come with my life with twins. Hopefully that will be enough to bring you back here again.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Tuesday Thoughts

“Children are a gift from God; they are His reward.” -- Psalm 127:3

I came across an interesting statement the other day:

“A mother must be a resident psychologist, physician, theologian, educator, nurse, chef, taxi driver, referee, fire marshal, and occasional police officer. And if she succeeds in each of these responsibilities, a mother gets to do it all over again the next day.”

I spent some time thinking about those couple of statements and about my own responsibilities and challenges as a mom. The job of mommy can be boring and monotonous sometimes. (Do I really have to read THAT story again? I've already read it a jillion-million times) The job of mommy can be really exhausting. (Think 5 days a week of some kind of physical therapy activity or appointment to run to for our daughter Taylor) The job of mommy can be a real test of endurance and patience (How 'bout cleaning up throw up, pee piddle, poop (or insert any other young toddler bodily function mess) without a). the puppy discovering it before I do and attempting to "clean" it up or b). without the other twin - the one who didn't make the bodily function mess - discovering it before I do and taking a stab at further spreading the mess or making some other menacing concotion of the mess. You're always working against the clock with double-duty cleanup of messes with twins!) There are difficult days and difficult moments. (Like when the twins fight over the same toy, won't listen and/or obey dear ol' mom and dad, assert their toddler wills in any number of different ways including stealing a book or doll from one another, biting one another, throwing a temper tantrum, etc.)

Few professions offer continuous heart-thumping excitement, ease and thrills at every moment. Yet, in terms of significance, I don’t think that there is a greater job in the world than my daily tasks and responsibilities as a mom to Paige and Taylor.

My husband and I have the REALLY awesome privilege of shaping and molding two little human beings. That’s pretty incredible! Sure, our girls are a lot of work and require the investment of our resources – time, money, energy, patience – but, they give us back so much more!