I caved in today and finally took the kids to the park. I say "caved in" because every morning that the sun is shining they tend to think that it's 70 degrees outside and a great day for the park. I was aiming for a photo shoot of Loryn and Logyn but didn't get much help there. Loryn looks constipated and Logyn just had no desire to look at the camera.
So I scrapped the photo shoot and just let them be kids for the day. Here are some pictures.
WARNING: This post may contain some vulgar descriptions.
The sickness has descended upon our household. It infects mostly the children but we adults are in the beginning stages. The following is a description of symptoms. The whines lead way into a fit of coughing so hard vomit spews forth. Then paranoia sets in for fear of puking again. Boogers are a permanent fixture on their cheeks since they are unaware of the invention of the kleenex. Carpet cleaner is on patrol to ward off the stains left behind by phlegm when a sneeze sneaks up on them. I believe the CDC will be making a visit sometime next week.
What's that famous phrase everyone says to me? Oh right, "This too shall pass".
WARNING: The following pictures are intended for adult viewing only.
No vomit was spewed forth in this picture.
Rough shape wouldn't you say?It was a bust. We tried to take the kids to Silver Lake yesterday to stay for a few days but it fell through. We were planning on opening up the cottage for Jason's mom but couldn't get any water. So with no water and no heat we loaded the kids up again and drove home to much whining and crying. The beginning of our day should have been a premonition. Logyn woke up with croup and when we brought him into the doctor's office they sent us on to the hospital because they didn't feel comfortable sending him home. He had 104 degree fever and was coughing really bad. So we hung out in the ER for 3 hours before they sent us on our way. Next time I'll take heed of any forwarning that is looking me right in the face. I guess we weren't meant to travel on Spring Break like 75 % of the nation. Enjoy yours!
I will never forget the day I found out I was having twins. It will forever be imprinted on my mind and the many days that followed as we told people our news. But what comes after those days will be a treasure in my heart. I never knew such love existed until I had Maddy and then to realize that my love could be shared between two babies was hard to imagine.
But the fateful night came on March 27. I had begged Jason to take me out for dinner and we did so even though I was not technically off bedrest. As we sat in 44th Street Bistro enjoying our salads I was trying to ignore the contractions that were growing closer together. I was out for a night of freedom, not to give birth. But as I gripped the table and my knuckles turned white Jason finally figured it out. I let him eat his dinner (albeit very fast) and I boxed mine up. We headed out and called the doctor. "Come on in" they said. We arrived at the hospital at 8 pm to discover I was dilated to a 5. They told me there was no way I was going home since my contractions were less than 2 minutes apart. By 10:01 pm Loryn was born. And as I watched her get cleaned up and held her momentarily, Logyn was born at 10:19 pm. And there I had it, two babies who were being whisked away from me. And the saga continues...
What an amazing God we serve when I look back on those days. The pictures cannot even begin to show just how tiny and delicate they were. But they were strong too. 14 days later they came home to live with us and our live grew busier from then on.
And here they are now, 4 years old. Take a look back with me.
I need an audience for a venting session and you guys are the lucky ones. I am so sick of people looking at me like I am a freakshow! So what if I have 4 children. Just because the average family stops at two kids does not mean that my family needs to be gawked at or receive comments of other people's sympathy. We are happy being a family of 6. Why do people feel the need to be so rude about it? For example, here are some of the more popular comments we receive:
* "Better you than me" in reference to me having 4 kids and a stranger having 2 or 3.
* "Are those all yours?" the common question in the grocery store when I actually have all 4 kids with me by myself.
* "Were you trying for 4 kids?" A little personal don't you think?
* "I'm glad I don't have kids" is said a lot when my kids are acting up in the store. My bagger at Family Fare actually said this one to me.
* "How would you like spoiled kids like that?" Again from someone at Family Fare in reference to my kids who were running all over while I was trying to check-out.
I will admit my kids are rambunctious, a little spoiled, and loud. But YOU trying taking care of 4 kids in the age range of 5 and 2 years old. Maybe we did do this to ourselves, but it's our life. Why do people feel the need to criticize it?
Maddy and Loryn
All the kids sitting out on a wave on the lake.
Loryn looking like she belongs anywhere else other than in our family.
Maddy showing me how she swims.
