Saturday, January 24, 2015

2015 Resolutions, Reflections & Goals: Part 2 – Growing From a Fam of 3 to 5

Happy cozy weekend everyone! We woke up to snow this morning in my neck of the woods. Our first snow storm of the season really. There is something to be said about a snowy Saturday morning! The best excuse for the entire fam to hop into bed, get cozy, while sipping on scrumptious (large) cups of coffee and chocolate milk of course all while watching the snow fall and news weather team! Loving that the weather lady is demonstrating that it's "good snowball weather" so you don't have to get up right away to find out. Getting a glimpse of being outside without the hours of actually getting everyone dressed in their snow gear to head out. I love that!

So January has been dedicated to be the month of resolutions, reflections and goals for 2015. Last week I reflected on the one year anniversary of Breaking The Momma Mold and Starting a Blog.

This week I wanted to look back on having been a little fam of 3 a short 7 months ago and growing to a family of 5 in a matter of hours. Before the twins arrived I could not wrap my head around sharing the love for another two babies. Big Sis already held my entire heart, didn’t she? I mean, the heart is not the biggest organ in my body… it's not like I’m loving all these people with like say something the size of my ass.  So how could it hold much more??

Prior the twins, I wrote Big Sis a little note to ensure she always remembered how much I love her, “To My First Born.”

I hung onto the words of one of my fellow bloggers and commenters;

Someone once asked me to describe what it is like to love that many people. I told them it isn't that my heart is broken into 4 separate and distinct pieces, but more like they are layer upon layer on top of each other and cover my whole heart.” - Jennifer Humphries over @ Jenerally Informed

Turns out, she was right! All three girls are different, awesome and hysterical in their own little ways. The dynamics with three kids is different too. Watching Big Sis interact with the babies is very sweet in a horrifying please don’t kill them type of way. If I knew when I had kid number one that she was not as delicate as a piece of porcelain I think I may have stressed a tad less as a new mom.

Comments to hubby in hind sight went something like this, “Oh, oh watch the neck, watch the neck, WATCH THE NEEEECCCKKK!!!!” as the baby lay peacefully with a slight bend to the neck. [Hello, enter, crazy first time mom.]

Big Sis expresses her obsession with the babies by crushing them with “hugs,” smothering their faces in “kisses,” playing hide and seek with a blanket [Heart attack.], rocking them in their swing [Holy motion sickness. Pass the Dramamine.], all to be followed with full on belly laughs from the babies. Not to mention what the twins do to each other. Grabbing faces, kicks smack in the face, teething on each others feet, I either completely underestimated the delicacy of a baby or am legit raising little Mike Tyson’s. 
"GENTLEEEEE!" (please excuse hubby's big foot...)

"Pinned ya again."
Whatever it is, first time moms, rest assure, you cannot do too much damage to your baby by accidentally walking too close to the door frame and slightly bonking their heads. Not that I know that from experience… I mean, who does that? [Ok, maybe once. Once counted on each hand. And each foot… And maybe hubby’s two hands…]. Anyway!

The twins have brought on another level of excitement, joy, pain, exhaustion (and the list goes on...) to our lives and I wouldn’t give it back for the world.

Big Sis will always be my baby, my first born but now the twins will always be the beloved additions that stole all of our hearts.
This past year, I can say we have successfully grown from 3 to 5 and it has been and continues to be an awesome adventure. I have also successfully proved that the heart [organ] certainly can handle the momentous addition of love. Guess you don’t need something as big as an ass.

Although, you are likely an ass to decide to have more than one kid [goodbye sleep, money, alone time, personal space…], however, at least you’re an ass with a big heart and a hysterical crew that pulsates humor, love and affection all through your house.  

Sunday, January 11, 2015

2015 Resolutions, Reflections & Goals: Part 1 - On Starting A Blog

Breaking The Momma Mold began on a whim one year ago on January 13. As I approach my one-year anniversary, I thought it a great time to reflect on this last year. It doesn’t hurt that it is January, the month of reflection, resolutions and new beginnings.

I have so much that I want to revisit that I am going to take January to share my reflections, resolutions and goals. And what better way to start than with what kicked off last years New Year, Breaking The Momma Mold!

When I wrote my first post, When One Door Closes, Another Opens, I didn’t realize that blogging would actually be one of those doors. Many 'about blogging' articles will chant, “do not go into blogging blindly” but, because I don’t typically do things in the proper order, I did just that. And I am so glad I did. 

When I opened the door to blogging, I actually had no idea what I was getting into. There is a huge blogging world and I became part of the small niche of Mom Bloggers. I met, yes met and made relationships with other moms and bloggers out there, living all over.

I also didn’t realize how much I like writing. Who knew? It needs a lot of work for sure but its kind of fun making little self-discoveries here and there.  It also didn’t hurt the ego to score a featured piece on and being a featured blogger on The SITS Girls.

When I began this blog, I wrote my first post and then I hid it. I was scared to make a public display of my thoughts. Then I realized that these are my thoughts and opinions and people could take it or leave it! No big deal. So I pressed publish, shut my laptop and ran away.

Post after post I worked through the little bit of fear that would creep in the moment right before pressing publish. However, I quickly learned that I may be alone on this side of the computer, babbling about who knows what but there were actually people on the other side that wanted to take part in the conversation and share their stories as well. It's amazing how many like-minded people are out their and taking part.

Speaking your mind or taking a position can definitely be scary. But it’s good for you. Everyone has a voice and it's a voice that matters. Don’t be intimidated to use it in any shape or form!

This year was all about growing some cahoonas and making a voice for myself, slowly building a blog, my social media outlets and my overall presence.

When the twins were born, I really (reallllly) tried to push through the lack of sleep and extra stuff to do and keep up the momentum. I have to admit it became a little difficult to be so tired and be inspired at the same time. So in this New Year I look forward to setting new blogging goals and to continue on building up this digital baby of mine!

Thanks for continually following along with me in my little neck of the world. I continuously love to hear your commentary, thoughts, stories and laughs. 

Cheers to another year!

Graciousness Is In Fact Not Lost
Tips To Surviving The Last Few Weeks of Your Twin Pregnancy
Tips From a 2-Year Old, Living a Happy & Carefree Life
Kicking & Flailing
To My First Born
Scared Into Dairy Submission
Embracing The Sand

What are some of your goals for 2015?! (blogging or not)

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Dear Santa...

Tis’ the season! Children all over the world have begun prepping, strategizing and organizing their Holiday Wish Lists. They sit endlessly in front of the television awaiting toy commercials and sifting through toy catalogs, documenting every item that will make the list that will eventually be sent to the big man in the North Pole. 

Let me just note that I do realize I aged myself with the above comments. Catalogs? Kids are probably online shopping nowadays. Making gift registries on a vast amount of sites. Their letters to Santa look more like this...

Dear Santa,

I'm registered at FAO Schwarz.

Little Michael 

Anyway, however it works, I want in. 

My letter goes a little something like this.

Dear random large man in the red suit that lives in the Arctic Tundra and surrounds self with many little animal people or ‘elves’ that work around the clock all year long…,   (eek, i hear lawsuit bells)

All I want for Christmas is…

Scrumptious flavored coffee to be on sale every week at the super market. Wait, this is MY wish list. So, endless shipments of scrumptious assorted flavored coffee delivered to my front door.

A Smart Coffee Maker. A coffee maker that has the ability to detect me in the house and instantly brew up a fresh, warm pot of coffee. I know it sounds similar to a Keurig. But I don’t want a Keurig because hubby doesn’t want one. So I want a Smart Coffee Maker.

One of your little elves. Preferably one that enjoys babies. This elf will be utilized for baby and toddler night duty. I will relieve him by 9am each day and let him rest.  But by 3:30pm he’s back on the clock.

I originally put 8am. But why do I keep selling myself short on my wish list??

yes please.

Drive thru Supermarkets, Target’s and [more] Starbucks.

A shiny, new, running outfit from lululemon. I’m talking head to toe lululemon gear. Comfortably amazing. I know if I had this outfit I would finally look like this...
But since I don't have the best running clothes I'll just keep eating cookies.
A radio flyer wagon that in fact can actually fly. It will be utilized to help me load and unload the car everywhere I go. Requirements of my flying wagon: must be able to hold at least, two infant car seats (and babies), a toddler, all of my millions of bags, todder snacks and the toys that "must come with us."

The Folder. You know, the machine that should sit next to the washer and dryer. 

I would imagine it would look something like this...

enter chicken scratch
A Chocolate Milk Maker & Dispenser that can be utilized by my toddler. (And for my toddler to never ever say the words, "i want chocolate milk" again in my lifetime.)

Because I am just getting back into this list making thing of demanding things that I want, I will go easy this first year.

In return, I'll clean the chimney and bake you cookies. Do you mind Almond Milk? When you arrive, feel free to setup the Chocolate Milk Maker or Smart Coffee Machine and help yourself. Or make that Elf you are leaving behind do it. He should be clocked in by then.

Happy Holidays!

Wow, now I really understand the excitement for Christmas morning!

Awaiting The Folder!
What's on your Holiday Wish Lists!?

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Featured Blogger on The SITS Girls! New To My Blog? I'll Catch You Up!

If you are stopping by from SITS, Hello! and I am so glad that you are visiting. I am honored to be the Featured Blogger on The SITS Girls today and hope you enjoy your visit!

Breaking The Momma Mold is one month shy of turning one year old!  Feel free to catch up on the article that inspired this blog: When One Door Closes, Another Opens.

The motto behind my blog has been that their is a myth that being a SAHM comes naturally to all moms. I (easily) break that myth and prove it can be a learned talent. I am a  momma to a crazy independent, 3-year old (Big Sis) and two very hungry, awake, sweet 5-month old twin girls (The Twins).

I’m not that good at cooking or cleaning. Well, let’s just be honest, I don’t cook. My hubby is the chef of the house. If you find me in the kitchen, I am probably eating or drinking wine, whilst, watching hubby cook up a storm. Although, I do enjoy (occasionally) making small attempts at simple recipes and sharing anything I find worth sharing (see Recipes). You wont find any ground breaking recipes here, however, if I post one, you should know I think it's worth a try. And in regards to cleaning, my college roommate nailed it when she said, "your good at picking things up around the house, but really cleaning not so much." I guess there is always something you can work on. ;) So what do I do you ask? Who knows. You can get a brief idea here: A Day And A Life. Of Me? Every day is a new adventure and I'm enjoying the ride!

Anyway, this past year, my fam and I have sold our condo, went on the house hunt, purchased a fixer upper and delivered twins. So if it's not obvious, all of this occurred while pregnant. Let me just say, my hubby got the brunt of the hormones through all of this chaos.

My Hubby On Expecting Twins

If you feel so inclined, you can catch up on our past adventures through these following articles.

Home Is Where The Heart Is

The Three Phases of House Hunting

Tips To Surviving The Last Few Weeks of a Twin Pregnancy

To My First Born

The Twins Have Arrived

Overall, this blog is to educate no-one, I have no advice, nothing I say or do is recommended unless we all find it a success and I have absolutely no doctor recommendations whatsoever.  What you will find are the trials and tribulations of grabbing the reigns of a new adventure and seeing where it takes us!  I hope you enjoy and we can begin this adventure together.

Again, welcome and thank you for stopping by!

Graciousness Is In Fact Not Lost
Tips To Surviving The Last Few Weeks of Your Twin Pregnancy
Tips From a 2-Year Old, Living a Happy & Carefree Life
Kicking & Flailing
To My First Born
Scared Into Dairy Submission
Embracing The Sand

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Monday, December 1, 2014

Thanksgiving Wrap Up & Oatmeal Recipe

Breaking The Momma Mold: Thanksgiving Wrap Up & Oatmeal Recipe

Coming off the long, amazing Thanksgiving weekend I cant help but reflect on how much we have to be thankful for.

This year we hosted Thanksgiving.  My hubby did ALL of the cooking. For that, I was very thankful and can only assume our guests felt the same way. Although, as I have mentioned before, hubby really does enjoy the cooking and is the chef of the house.

This time of year we love delving into the holiday recipes, scrummaging through, amazing food blogs and cookbooks to select the best recipes. All while watching holiday movies with a fire going, alongside yummy snacks and drinks, with a really scrumptious smelling festive candle. Amazingness, right?

Breaking The Momma Mold: Thanksgiving Wrap Up & Oatmeal RecipeThis weekend we also spent time with friends that I have had since kindergarten. There's nothing like walking into a room of people that hold many of your most embarrassing, traumatizing, life threatening, happiest, saddest moments of your life. There is something very comforting in it. Although, I wouldn't mind if some of those embarrassing memories slipped the minds of these ladies. That is certainly not going to happen though. As it shouldn't, that's what these friendships are all about. I mean, it wouldn't be the holidays without reminiscing of the time I broke my leg and instead of walking after school we would go through the drive thru at McDonalds and get a burger and orange soda... on more than one occasion. : /

Anyway, I digress. All in all I feel so lucky and thankful for my family, near and far, my friends and all of the blessings that have come our way. And there have been many!

Breaking The Momma Mold: Thanksgiving Wrap Up & Oatmeal Recipe

After a long week of indulgence, the good memories may not be the only things that are lingering over. Hello stretch pants... Some of us may be focusing on getting off our sugar high and reeling it in a bit. I wanted to share one of my fav (and filling) breakfast recipes that I love this time of year. The benefits is that it's high in protein, tasty and will keep you full until lunch. Well needed over here!

You can dress this oatmeal up by adding berries, nut butters, pumpkin... even chocolate. Just in case you have to slowly ween yourself off the sugary stuff!

Recipe derived from Chelsea's Healthy Kitchen

blueberry oatmeal, topped with coconut flakes, walnuts & nonfat vanilla yogurt


1/4C old fashioned oatmeal
1packet no calorie sweetener
1/4C frozen blueberries
dash (i use a heavy dash) of cinnamon
1TBSP chia seeds
3TBSP egg whites
1/4C nonfat greek vanilla yogurt
1/2TBSP almond butter  (or any nut butter of choice)
60% cocoa chocolate chips (optional)


In a saucepan, mix oatmeal, water (just enough to encompass all of the oatmeal), no calorie sweetener, cinnamon, chia seeds (if using chia seeds add a splash more water) and cinnamon. In the last couple of minutes of cook time quickly mix in the egg whites, continuously stirring so you don't get scrambled eggs.

In a serving bowl add your yogurt, top with oatmeal and while it's still piping hot add top with almond butter. It's so good when it melts a little. Some mornings when I'm craving something a little more savory, I add 3-5 Ghiridelli 60% cocoa chocolate chips on top so it melts into the almond butter and oatmeal. Delish.

This is filling and can get you through til lunch! Some alternate toppings that I have been addicted to have been a tablespoon of sweetened shredded coconut and a tablespoon of walnuts. This would replace the almond butter topping. I have also successfully swapped out the blueberries for a half mashed banana cooked into the oatmeal. It's just so versatile and filling.

The egg whites might sound a little weird but they just provide a fluffier oatmeal and jack up the protein, hence, surviving til lunch. You wouldn't even know they were in there.

I hope you all enjoyed your Thanksgiving! What is it that you are most thankful for?

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Surviving Bed Rest

This was an interesting week with 4 month old twins and a three year old. On Monday, I completely threw my back out. I tweaked it by reaching for one of the babies in the night and lifting them out of their bed using, you guessed it, only my back and arms. This, my friends, is why they say, "lift from the legs." This is your little lesson for the day. Lift from the legs, especially if you have kids. Free advice, there ya go.

Anyway, after trying to push through the little tweak by moving everyone into the car to make a pediatrician appointment, I completely destroyed it. Long story short, got stuck at the pediatricians debilitated in a seat with two screaming twins receiving their 4 month shots, calling emergency back up (my father in law, thank goodness he was around) and somehow with his help getting everyone home and onto the couch. Where I stayed (and still am) as I write this.

I cant lie, everyone, even the The Twins are getting a little stir crazy. (I didn't realize babies went stir crazy.)
They look happy right now but give them 5 minutes...
I usually keep very, very busy. No one is used to just hanging around. Big Sis has pulled out every single disk from my Friends, Sex & The City and OC box set. I'm glad she did because (a) I was looking for another project to do once I could move...

I mean the house has never looked this bad since we moved in and the laundry 'bed' has never been piled so high. But seriously, pretty excited about cleaning and organizing 6,000 disks. But I digress. 

and (b) I forgot that I owned the OC box set and didn't realize that I wanted to watch it. So here we are watching the OC series from disc one.

Perfect. Thanks Big Sis. You just keep on entertaining yourself.

Having my derrier attached to the couch, I have been able to catch up on a few things that have needed to get done but I never want to sit down and do. So, I wanted to share with those that find themselves on bedrest, sick... whatevs, home with no option of being able to anything, some ideas of entertainment. Or mindless things that will get your through a long day of stillness.

I mean Facebook can only entertain for so long. 2 minutes tops until you are sick of seeing your friends enjoying cocktail hour, dining out, being stuck in traffic, excited for 'hump day', on vacation rubbing it in all of our faces...

Oh, wait, I haven't updated my profile pic in awhile and I really want to annoy show my friends more pics of my cute kids, so... OK, maybe 20 minutes of fun on Facebook until you are sick of everyone and everyone is sick of you.

So lets talk bed rest activities!

1. Organize your one million photos that have been stored in your iCloud and iPhoto. Start deleting, cleaning and prepping to maybe print!

Confused as to where to start? Me too. iCloud? iPhoto? My iCloud automatically receives the photos I take on my iPhone and then they end up in the Photos folder in iPhoto. So I started there. I don't feel it was the best place to start after the fact but it's too late now. Does anyone know what I'm talking about and have suggestions? It's like photo hell in here. No idea what I'm doing.

Anyway, what matters is that I cleaned out the last year of photos. Now they are uploaded and sitting on another photo site for when I have a thousand dollars to print these two thousand, plus photos. Next bed rest (hopefully, never, I can start cleaning out all the years prior to last.) : /

I miss cameras that I couldn't make a phone call from and that hold film. It was just so uncomplicated then. You take a picture (not 10 of one scene), you hope for the best, finish up the roll and send it to the printer. Done. No nightmares of losing every last photo or your children having no albums to look at. 

Can you imagine how this is going to go down when we are like 80 years old? "Come, lets sit around my ancient laptop and browse 18 hours worth of childhood photos. They are in this folder..." Or worse, on a flash drive that has gone missing. Doesn't matter, by then, our phone will be the only computer or piece of technology we will need to own and it will be able to fly. Once a photo is taken it will shoot out of the flying phone and then a little photo bird will catch it and add it to the album you have been working on, in it's correct order...

On second thought, don't organize photos. Wait until the above scenario happens.  Seems way easier.

2. Read the magazines that you haven't gotten to since your first child was born. I would say read a book but that seems very committal and hopefully you will be off bed rest very very soon. And with diaper changes and three (or however many you have) hungry children, their can be a lot of interruptions.

3. Stalk your favorite blogs you have been neglecting. Mom blogs, food blogs, DIY blogs (nothing I make would ever look like what these talented people make... how do you do this?). Choose your poison! Browse 8 billion food blogs and drool at all the recipes you will never make. Make sure to Pin them so you can store them in another place you will never look back at.

4. Watch the girliest, trashiest, shows and or movies that you have been pretending you have no interest in when friends or your hubby are around. "I dont watch Real Housewives of Atlanta..." Pull up that reality show and enjoy it, guilt free. Maybe, make some popcorn (nachos, chocolate...) and enjoy all the vegging out. I mean, when will you really have an opportunity to do this again?

5. Sift through that favorite cookbook that you swore you would cook from, however, have yet to do so in the past 2 years. Dust that cover off and start choosing recipes. Harass your hubby when he gets home by telling him everything you will be eating for the next month. It shouldn't cost too much to make that seafood stew that has 30 ingredients, right? 

6. And lastly, enjoy the company you have surrounding you. Days, weeks, months continue to fly by so quickly as we all just try to keep up with the busy world around us. Enjoy this static time you have with some of the best company you can find. Kids, friends, your baby belly, dogs, cats, your favorite pillow. Whatever it is, embrace it, sit back and relax. You'll be back in the trenches sooner than you realize!

Happy Bedresting!  

Now, I wonder what my Facebook friends are up to...

Saturday, October 18, 2014

A Day In The Life. Of Me?

Photo Credit: Hello Love Photography
I recently got asked the question, “So, what’s a day in the life?”

As I heard the words coming out of my working, no kids, girlfriends mouth, my mind quickly began to reel. A day in the life of... me?  Why would she or anyone care about what I do? My day wont be riveting or exciting enough for her. She will fall asleep as I rant off a typical day... "Oh, well, when I finally got Big Sis and The Twins buckled in their car seats and into the car, The Twins, both of them, had up the back explosion, so we all had to go back upstairs to take baths, change and essentially start the morning all over again, and then... " Rachel?* Are you there? Hello? [dial tone]

Understandably, I instantly get a pit in my stomach. My girlfriend goes to work everyday and makes a difference, she talks to adults and affects the lives of other people, she can walk out of the house, attractive and presentable, coffee and purse in hand… She can be smart, pretty and put together. How do I tell her that I’ve gone… [sound effect, dun, dun, dun...] stay at home mom.

So, my first thought was the obvious answer. Lie.
“Well, Rachel, long story short, I double nurse the twins every single feeding like an absolute super hero, never supplementing because we all know, that is of course EVIL. I prepare, from scratch, with all organic ingredients, every single meal for the one and only Big Sis. No expense to consider, she deserves the best. And, not to boast, but she eats every last bite. All of her leafy greens, lean proteins, fruits and vegetables. She turns her nose up at ice cream, cookies and packaged, processed snack food. Because, well, I taught her they were very, very, very, bad. And I definitely do not use those as bribery items. Never. Disgusting. After everyone is well fed and rested around our very strict nap schedule, never a complaint, we seamlessly get into the car and head off to gymnastics or dance class or French class. We are very cultured in this household. At gymnastics class, The Twins and I cheer on Big Sis and watch as she doesn’t hit, steal toys or push the other children. I think I actually witnessed her breaking up a fight between two other out of control toddlers. (Where are their parents?) Telling them to apologize for their actions. She is just so darn good. After she received 25 star stickers from her instructor for being so amazing we head home to relax and work on a very complicated, yet educational, Pinterest inspired project, all with the TV off. We actually cancelled cable. WE don’t raise our kids on the TV. The TV is no babysitter here. How tragic, those poor, brain dead kids. When the sun sets and we have just completed our organic, perfectly nutritious dinner, with no objection we head upstairs and begin our nightly routine. Tubby time, brush teeth, potty (we ALWAYS use the potty), cozy up and read books and off to dream land Big Sis goes. I spend quality time talking to my 3 month old Twins and tell them about our days events so that they can start talking and reading, maybe next month we hope, all while nursing and playing Mozart in the background. I feel as though hubby and I get smarter as we do this too. After The Twins drift off to sleep, hubby and I gaze at each other lovingly, we cheers to our days accomplishments with sparkling water and kiss each other goodnight. See? My children would be nothing without me home.”
I quickly realize, my girlfriend knows me well and wouldn’t believe all this. So my second thought was to make it brief, dramatic, chaotic and move on. Oh, and I'll make me smart. Really, really, smart and always, about the kids.
“Oh, its chaos. Not a minute to spare. There is constantly a baby dangling off of my boob while Big Sis needs constant attention or else I would walk into a room and she will have piled up boxes, of which she has collected from all over the house, to climb and reach the top shelf that contains all of our glassware. I make absolutely no time for me time because that would be selfish. I prepare meals and dinner is on the table for hubby every single night. Oh, and they are really tasty. We do educational projects; maintain an active social life for Big Sis and we never miss a meal. My meals are always pretty healthy so it’s pretty time consuming. Laundry is done daily, never a backup and the house is always clean. And at the end of the day hubby and I sit down with a glass of wine and chat about the events of the day AND discuss what is happening around the world, of course. What is this world coming to?”
But I don’t go that route either. I go for the full on truth. Boring or not. Knowing, no lives were saved or diseases cured in my neck of the woods. However, when I start describing my day, listing off a day in the life, in a non-emotional, list checking manner…
“Well, my day usually starts between 2:30 and 4a with getting up to nurse the babies. They sometimes eat at the same time and they sometimes don’t. So that dictates how many times I am up before 7a. Big Sis gets up around 7a and we all climb into bed together. I run downstairs and make a quick, quick breakfast and my life line, my coffee. We eat in bed. I strategically place Big Sis on my hubby’s side… ;) [evil laugh] I bath, diaper and dress everyone. Pack my diaper bag and either pile everyone in the stroller for a walk or in the car to head to the gym. I am totally a better mom if take a break to exercise. If we go to the gym, Big Sis plays with other kids for about an hour (or two…) and I take a moment to myself. (Did I hear shrieks?) We come home and eat lunch, whatever I can get into Big Sis’s body. Something, anything, just please, eat something. After sprinkling a few nursing sessions in with The Twins, while Big Sis entertains herself in her playroom or with the iPad or TV… it’s usually getting pretty late. So when everyone is content I zip through the house, throwing clean laundry to the already existing mountain of clean clothes and chipping away at the dirty clothes, I run through the house and half ass a cleaning session, getting the essentials like piles of diapers, rolling hair balls from my post partum shedding head, the dog and overall accumulation of dust. Attempt to put all the toys back into the playroom as they slowly creep out again as I do this and prep dinner. Chicken fingers or yogurt… and heating up what hubby and I prepared on Sunday. This is happening while the twins are going through their witching hour(s) of not feeling content, wanting to be held and constantly nurse so I stuff serve up a bottle of formula for each. After running around, sweating and all out exhaustion hits I open wine. My other life line.”

this is what I actually end up hearing…
"Between 2:30 and 4a I roll over to see four eyes gazing at me with two big sweet smiles. They actually make me laugh through all the tiredness and haze. Morning is pretty cozy sitting and eating breakfast with Big Sis. Our walk is an adventure in the stroller and I love how Big Sis dictates it and sings to everyone that goes by. She will sometimes run beside me and tell me, "she's running." Which I think is pretty cool, because I love running too. When I pick Big Sis up from the gym daycare, I feel relieved when she is not ready to go. She loves playing with the other kids and its awesome to witness this transition from enjoying just playing alone to wanting to surround herself with other kids. Embracing them and playing pretend. They are “her girls” and “her boys.” I love on the drive home, when one of The Twins starts to cry, Big Sis gives them their binky. Watching her mature daily does not get old. When The Twins are chillin’ and I’m running around the house trying to clean, do some laundry, make lunches, or work on a fun personal hobby (dare I say), I love poking my head in their Pack n’ Play to hear them crack up laughing, huge smiles and screechy coos. My fav. And when the "witching hour" strikes, I love being forced to sit down and hold the babies as Big Sis plays around us. I don’t worry about the huge pile of laundry, I will chip away at it, the house is kinda clean, if clean includes rolling balls of dust, but, I do the best I can. I feel so lucky to spend my days with these three and watch, first-hand; them discover the world around them and embrace life with them, in the eyes of a kid."

So next time I get asked the question, “What’s a day in a life?” I’ll answer confidently and honestly.
"I do everything possible, everyday, to raise three good kids the best possible way I know how. I make daily, difficult decisions that I have to trust and follow thru on. There is no time for questioning myself. Every day is a different adventure and learning experience. I by no means accomplish everything I put my mind to. But I'll keep trying. I'm always behind. We have major ups and downs. But at the end of the day, my driving force is the unconditional love for my family and that is what dictates my day. And then, I have wine."
What's a day in a life for you?