In Her Own Words

During a car ride to the park the other day:
Grey: "Mom, Dad said if we buy a chimp, we have to get rid of a brother."
Me: "Oh yeah? Well that would be a hard decision."

What happens when you find yourself in a situation you've never met and you don't know how to cope?
In my experience, I seek my husband, my mom, my sisters, my dad and God. Almost anyone but myself. I've realized, in my 29 years, all the life experience I have, I've shelved. I've taught myself that things I've learned, I must not understand as well...

My days are measured in naps, none of which are mine.
The last six months have been - oh what's the word - a blur, crazy, foggy, hilarious, loud, almost as if I'm living someone's idea of a good joke, exhausting, messy...
Having two babies under one year old, but not quite twins, unless you're Irish, makes it hard to do anything else but keep babies alive. That's right. That pretty much sums it up....

Two whole weeks after Bubblegum (Boo named him) was born and he has survived his brothers' pokes, pinches and squeezes. How babies survive with older siblings, I'll never know.
"Love is supposed to feel good," my mom would say to my older sister when she would hug me so tightly I would cry. Now I find myself saying the same thing to my two kids....