Tonight...

I was not super mom.

I was not the mom that everyone strives to be.

It didn't show on the outside.

On the outside I was the same mom as usual.

But in my head I was failing at motherhood.

No. In my head I was not failing at being a mom...I was failing at being who Jesus wants me to be.

I am thankful that I am a child of the King. And that He loves me where I'm at. And that when these times come, that He is there to listen.

I am thankful that I can go through the routine.....dinner...games...pjs...brush teeth...bedtime. And that the whole time, I can pour out my feelings of frustration and apathy and confusion to Jesus. And He is there to listen. And He still loves me. And He fills in the gaps. And He helps turn my mind back to Himself..where it needs to be.

I blog a lot in my head.....

but I rarely make it to blogger.com and get my blogs "out" and "on paper". It's too bad, really, because I am sure I'd really enjoy being able to come back and read them if they were here. But when they stay in my mind, they tend to vanish before I'm able to revisit them.

It's been so long this time. Way too long. The boys are already 12 13 weeks old. Can that be right?! REALLY?? It is going by so quickly. At their 2 month appointment (almost 10 weeks) Casey weighed in at 12lbs 6oz. He is my talker. He tries so hard to tell me stories and it is the cutest thing ever. Emery tries to talk too, but Casey does it more. Emery weighed in at 12lbs 8oz. Until that appointment, he has always been around 2oz LESS than Casey. But he finally passed him up : ) Emery is a little bit more smiley than Casey. Not much, but a little bit. These differences are so subtle that most wouldn't notice them. Each of them "talk". And each of them smile. But because I'm around them as much as I am, I notice which one does what just a little bit more than the other. Besides these things, there is really hardly any difference between them. There are a few physical features that help us tell them apart. Casey has a tiny birthmark on his stomach....I say that God was just helping us out. Now I never have to wonder if I've mixed them up. Casey also has the slightest little storkbite birthmark above his eye. Overall, his complexion is a little bit more red than Emery's. But they are definitely identical. They eat the same amounts...at pretty much the same times (if one wakes up hungry, I wake the other up at the same time or right when the first baby finishes eating). They like the same positions. They look the same. They have the EXACT same cry (I definitely can't tell who is crying without looking).

My little Rykie-boy is already 21 months old. He is TOTAL 100% into anything with WHEELS! Trucks, cars, trains....if he doesn't have one in his hand, you can bet there is one nearby. He takes them with him in the car. He takes them to bed. He takes them in the bath. The other day as he was playing with them on the coffee table, I watched him tip them onto their sides, one by one. As soon as he got them all tipped he looked up at me and said "Cars ni-night". How stinkin' cute is that?! He LOVES his big sister. He is constantly watching and copying her. He wants to be with her all of the time. They are bestest friends and I LOVE watching them. What else about my boy? He's a little pip-squeak. At his 18 month appointment he was in the 6th percentile for height and weight. He still wears 12 month shorts. He LOVES his paci and blankie (which he sometimes calls a giraffe...Kenzie has a giraffe she sleeps with...so he gets confused and calls his blankie a giraffe). He says SOO much....much more than Kenzie did at this age. We're pretty sure it's because he's got such a good teacher (Kenzie). He is a DESSERT FANATIC. He is stubborn as can be. He loves to snuggle. And give kisses to his baby brothers. He doesn't like his hands being messy...especially during meals, which results in "oh no...messy" about 1000x each time we eat. He's such a little peanut and I LOVE him.

Kenzie Rose. Oh my. She just turned 3 and is starting to seem so "grown up". She is such an amazing little helper (most of the time) and it has been so much fun being able to REALLY talk to her. She understands things. And remembers things. And is just a lot of fun. She loves to help in the kitchen. And loves to help change diapers (which is never a problem as there is ALWAYS a diaper to change!) She picks out her clothes and puts on her shoes and just wants to be all grown up. She loves church. And going to both of her grandmas' houses. She still takes GREAT naps! (2 hours or more) but she wakes up EARLY every morning (6am). She loves the story of Queen Esther. She recently bought something with her own money for the first time....she picked a Tinkerbell outfit. (She calls it her princess outfit). She LOVES Curious George...she watches everyday.

I wish I blogged more. Maybe I will try to. Maybe I'll get better at jumping on here and writing a quick thought. (Probably not). Oh well.

My poor neglected blog : (

My poor blog hasn't seen much of me lately. I love looking back at my last post...where my intentions were to update my bedrest hospital stay regularly with thoughts and emotions and details. And then I never posted again in the 5 days I was at the hospital.....or once I got home....or when the boys were born....or in the past 3.5 weeks since the boys have been here!

But I am here now. Not for long, though.

I need to mop the floor. And take out the stinky trash that has at least a dozen poopy diapers in it.

But yes...the boys are here. Safe and sound. They were born nice and healthy at 35weeks 5days (February 5th). Emerson Earl(Emery) was 6lbs5oz and Cason Roy (Casey) was 6lbs10oz. They both came home with me 48 hours after delivery. And NO C-section! God was so gracious to us!!

One day I will finish writing out their amazingly wonderful birth story and post it. But it may be a month or two...or several.

K & R are adjusting well and love their baby brothers. It has been surprisingly "easy" (by easy I mean much less stressful than I expected). I can't believe on Friday a full month will have passed us by. It is going so incredibly fast this time. I am working hard to enjoy it before it is gone, but when you have so many little people needs to take care of in a day, sometimes it is hard to stop and really cherish the moments...I am working on it though!

Ok. So at least I got a post in....and here are a few pictures...more to come later, hopefully!



Meeting mommy on the OUTSIDE : ) Just a few minutes old!


First family picture : )
K- 33 months
R-18 months
E- 1 day
C-1 day


My kiddos : ) xoxo


E & C's newborn photo shoot....2 weeks 5 days
(Chip has E and I have C)


Love ♥

33 weeks. Day 1 in the APU.

It is 1:15pm on Sunday afternoon.

I slept well last night. I slept from about 11:45pm-5am and at 5 I got up and stretched out my back and body and then slept again from around 5:45am-7am. At 7am they came in and woke me up to transfer me out of Labor & Delivery and into an Antepartum Unit. This is a more permanent place for "sick moms" to stay. There are goods and bads to this move. One of the harder parts for me is the difference in the nurses. When you're in Labor & Delivery, you have one nurse all to yourself. I always find that they are in more of a position to “get to know you” and almost develop a relationship with you, even if it is only for their 8 or 12 hour shift. They work to meet your comfort needs and medical needs, but each of the nurses I encountered in Labor and Delivery also worked at meeting emotional/social needs as well, especially the day nurses.

In antepartum, the nurses have more patients to take care of. They are definitely friendly and have been very very good to me, but the relationship has a different feel. They don’t have time to talk or get to know you. They have certain things to do. It is their job. They are still very pleasant and I enjoy my brief times with them, but it just is much more lonely here.

It hasn’t helped that since today is Sunday I didn’t get to talk to my mom or Chip until after they were done with church. Each of the other days I have been here I have started my mornings by talking with them. It is a busy day for all of them, so even now that I have gotten to talk to them it hasn’t been for long.

So these lonely feelings have been hard…especially with the newest news I’ve gotten. My contractions DID look good through the night, and just a few minutes ago I was taken off of the magnesium. I was put on an oral medication to keep the contractions away. So this is GOOD news. The bad news is that the on call Dr checked me, and I have gone from 2cm to 3.5cm since I was admitted. It is impossible to know WHEN the change happened….it could have been right after I was checked the first time on Thursday and I may not have changed again since then. Or it could be that I have been slowly changing with the small contractions I’ve been having here and there (none of which I feel). So, I was hopeful before I was checked that MAYBE there would be a chance I could go home before next Sunday if I was still only 2cm dilated. But that chance is pretty much gone now. It does make it easier to WANT to stay. Knowing that there has been a change makes me more protective of my baby boys inside me. It makes it easier to believe that there are GOOD reasons to be staying here. So from that standpoint, it is helpful. I would have had a much harder time if I was checked and was only 2cm and my doctor still wanted to keep me until 34 weeks. When you’re feeling no signs of labor, it is hard to make yourself believe that things could really be happening and that there is really a threat…but a physical change like this makes it much much easier to believe the threat, and believing the threat makes it much easier to want to stick with the game plan.

But the much more definite news of being away from my home and my family on a day that was already feeling lonely has been hard for me. I want to be strong for everyone. I know how hard this is on everyone else already….all the sacrifices they are making….all the extra work and energy and schedule rearranging it is taking. And I don’t want to add my emotional burden of this to the people who are already under the extra pressure it is causing. I am working to dump these emotions and feelings into Jesus’ hands and give HIM this burden of mine, instead of weighing down others that I love so much. He is being good to comfort me…but there is still a process to work through…and it isn’t always an easy one.

I do pretty well until I stop and think about what time it is and what everyone is doing. I do ok if I don’t look at the clock and see that it is 1:30 and picture my little kiddos in their beds for naptime. When I think about them and how I’m not there giving kisses and tucking them in, it is very difficult. I have to look at the clock and see 1:30 and think about what that means in “my current world” and what that looks like in my day. When I don’t think about what is outside of my room and the things I am missing, I do much better.

Pretty soon a friend is coming to see me, which will help so much. I am so thankful that she is taking the time to come by. After that Chip will come for awhile. These visits will be good and I am excited for them. I am going to see if I can get cleaned up a bit before they come….so I will write more later.

Remembering where I am always at.....

I named this blog "In His Hands" when I started it almost 2 years ago. This is something that is true, every day, but there are times that God really does a wonderful job of reminding me of this....and making me so thankful that His loving hands of peace and comfort are where I am always at. He is holding me, as well as the circumstances and situations of my life, and He has complete and perfect control.

Yesterday, I was thrown unexpectedly into one of these eye opening times. I turned "32 weeks" pregnant this past Sunday....which started more frequent monitoring of these beautiful baby boys who are filling my tummy. The new requirements were a weekly ultrasound (instead of every 2-3 weeks), 2 NST's weekly (a non-stress test....they put fetal monitors on for the babies' heart rates and a monitor on for contractions...like when you're in labor and watch for 20 minutes to make sure everything looks good), and a weekly OB appt.

So Thursday morning, I headed out the door at 9:45. Chip was at work and his mom came over to watch Kenzie and Ryken. My appointment was at 10:15 and I was figuring it would take about 45 minutes and I'd be on my merry way. I had already had the other testing done earlier in the week and everything was still looking picture perfect as always. I had been having more braxton hicks this past week, but attributed it to taking care of 2 toddlers and being filled to the brim with 9lbs of baby, 2 babies worth of amniotic fluid, and a bigger than usual placenta. I have gotten braxton hicks early on in all of my pregnancies, and these were no different...nothing painful at all...just tightenings of my belly.

I got to my NST at 10:15. They were unusually busy and I waited a very long time to even get checked in. Then another wait to be taken back. I wasn't taken back until after 11am, which is when I was HOPING to be done by. Chip's mom had to teach a sewing class at 12:45....but I still had an ok amount of time to get back when she needed me to.

They got me all hooked up and I sat for the 20 minutes. The medical assistant looked it all over and said she'd get the dr to sign off on it. She didn't indicate any problems. She came back and took my blood pressure and pulse and said she'd be back.....then I could hear them on the phone with my OB's office, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I did hear that my OB was doing a C-section and they talked to an MA at her office. The MA at my office came back and said that one of the babies wasn't QUITE as reactive as they'd like to see and wanted me to have a little bit more monitoring at the hospital (Banner Desert). What they DIDN'T TELL ME was that I was also having pretty regular contractions. That may have been good to know : ) She wanted to send me straight over, but by this time it was 12:o0 and I needed to get home and figure out someone to watch the kids. They told me to make my arrangements at home and then head over when I could, but they'd like sooner than later.

I got home and arranged for our small group leader, Diana, to come be with the kids until Chip's mom finished her sewing class and could come back over. I made the kids lunch and ate a cheese crisp. I picked up toys in the kids' room and living room. I loaded the dishwasher and started it. I switched laundry over and started a new load. I got pinto beans cooking in the crock pot that had soaked overnight. I changed diapers and got the kids to bed. All in about an hour and a half : ) (And remember...I was having regular contractions I didn't know about.....oops!!)

Diana came and I left around 2pm. I got to the hospital with the copy of my NST report in hand, confident that I would come in, they'd hook me up for 20-30 minutes, everything would look great, and I'd be headed home. I remember thinking that I wondered if Chip's mom would even have to be there very long since she wasn't coming over until a little after 3.

They got me to a triage room right away and my nurse, Denise, got me all hooked up....and the babies both looked PERFECT. But now I was having some uterine irritability (aka contractions). This was news to me....and I was SURE I must have caused it (I'm sure I didn't HELP it) with all the running around I did at home. Because of these contractions, which I still was only feeling as an occasional braxton hicks, they ordered a few tests and an ultrasound to look at my cervix length. They decided to do a biophysical ultrasound on the babies as well (they look for practice breathing, movement, heart rates, & amniotic fluid levels). That went perfectly fine as well. They did the ultrasound to check my cervix length as well. A few weeks ago it was still around 5cm long (a good thing..not 5cm dilated) and Monday it was still around 4cm. As she was looking at my cervix, I had a contraction (the first one I actually felt some very small discomfort with). The contraction ended quickly and she measured my cervix...which was now at 3.1. They like to see at least 3cm. So it was still "normal" and I wasn't worried.

I got back to triage around 4pm, where they monitored me some more. After the ultrasound, I was having even more regular contractions that were a tiny bit longer. I was feeling tightening with all of them now, but no pain still. My nurse said to rest and relax and I figured I’d get the results of the fetal fibronectin test (fFn) back and my contractions would settle down and I’d be of there by around 5…just around when Chip would be off work. The fFn test results came back. Not so great of news. Not bad…just not so great. This is a test they do to see if there are secretions in the cervical area that COULD indicate early labor. Rather than looking at it as “positive” or “negative”, most of the doctors I’ve talked to in the hospital like to look at it as “negative” or “not negative”. You WANT it to be “negative”. That means that there is only a 1% chance you’ll deliver within the next 2 weeks. If it is “not negative” then basically your chances of delivering early are about 15-20%. It doesn’t mean you WILL deliver early. It just means you didn’t get a “negative”. Well…of course, I got a positive aka “not negative” test. So now, at this point, with regular contractions (that I still didn’t feel), a changed yet still normal lengthed cervix, and a positive fFn test, plus the added risk of preterm labor with twins….my doctor decides that I have quite a few strikes against me for being able to go home. She told the triage nurse to check me….the only way I was leaving is if my cervix was hard/closed/posterior. Nope. Soft/2cm dilated/forward. So. That decided it…..I was being admitted. After I was checked I did start to cramp some and the contractions got to be a little longer and stayed VERY regular.

So I was admitted around 5 or 6pm on Thursday night. They started me on magnesium sulfate to stop my contractions. At 7pm they gave me a shot of Betamethasone (a steroid for the babies development). They did a Group B strep test (standard test in all pregnancies) but the results wont be back for a few days, so they started me on penicillin as well, just in case I was GBS positive and were to deliver. They gave me a shot of Terbutaline as well…another drug to stop the contractions.

Chip came to the hospital after the kids were in bed. He was here when a neonatologist (premature baby doctor) came in to talk to us. He basically told us all of the things they watch for with babies born at this gestation….respiratory issues and feeding/growth issues are the main concerns. They aren’t really worried about IF they’d be ok at this point…it is more a question of how long they’d have to be in the hospital and get to a point that we could adequately take care of them at home. Dr. Nigam told us it would most likely be around 3ish weeks….but there are never for sures…it could be longer or shorter…you never know with each baby. Their current estimated weights (as of last Monday…Casey 4lbs11oz and Emery 4lbs5oz) is a VERY reassuring factor. They are nice big, strong boys! He explained that the game plan now was to make sure I kept the contractions away and got the 2^nd steroid shot. He said the steroids needed 48 hours from the FIRST shot (24 hours from the 2^nd) to be in my “steroid window”. So my “steroid window” would start Saturday night at 7pm.

The rest of the night was not so fun. I was constantly being monitored as well as each of the babies. When a baby would move away from the fetal monitor, the nurse would have to come find him. Plus I was receiving IV fluids and the magnesium sulfate made me have TERRIBLE dry mouth and I was drinking like crazy (I still am). So I was literally getting up every hour or more often to use the bathroom. By the time I was back in bed and all hooked back up to everything and in a comfortable position, I’d have to go to the bathroom again. By about 2-3am I was quite discouraged. I had only gotten an hour of sleep and my contractions has started to slow but were not slow enough. I was in the middle of a catch-22. I needed the medicine to stop the contractions. The medicine made me pee. Every time I peed I had to be unhooked and gotten out of bed. It took FOREVER to get hooked up again because they had to find both babies each time. By the time I was hooked up and comfortable I’d have to pee again. The catch was that they had to monitor the babies until the contractions stopped. So I felt completely helpless and tired and like it was never going to end. But then they upped my magnesium which FINALLY worked to slow the contractions. YAY!!! So they got to take the babies off of monitoring. So I was still using the bathroom every hour, but at least I was able to rest in between!! I got around 3 hours of very interrupted sleep that night. So now my contractions were under control and I was just waiting to get my next dose of steroids which had to be 24 hours after the first. I was told that after I got to my steroid window they’d probably take me off me off the magnesium and see where things were. So that meant a few more days before I’d be going home.

Friday morning I got breakfast and talked to Chip and the kids. Being away from my kids has been one of the VERY hardest parts of this whole thing. I miss them like CRAZY. My wonderful doctor came in around 9ish and talked to me. She explained the “game plan”. At this point I was expecting that she’d tell me I was going to be looking at going home sometime on Sunday or Monday…after I got in my “steroid window” on Saturday night. Boy was I wrong : ( She explained that they would start to decrease my magnesium on Saturday but I wouldn’t come off of it until sometime on Sunday…..I would ONLY come off IF the contractions stayed under control as the decreased it. She told me that if I came off on Sunday, they’d watch me for a few days….see if I needed oral meds to keep any contractions away…and watch the babies. She told me to expect to be here until I hit 34 weeks and then we’d discuss going home on bed rest. 34 WEEKS?! WHAT?! That was a WEEK from Sunday. This news caught me COMPLETELY off guard. I was being told there was NO CHANCE to see my kids until Sunday or Monday.....and that would only be a short trip to the hospital lobby IF I was stable! AND that I would be here for MORE than a week. It took a second to sink in. I cried a little bit, realizing how long I’d be gone from my Kenzie-girl and Rykie-boy. Then I pulled it together and started thinking through the details…how we’d work it all out. It is working out really well. Chip’s parents and sister have been able to help watch the kids all weekend while Chip has worked. He has Sunday and Monday off. His parents will help again when he works Tuesday night and then he has Wednesday off. My mom is able to come from Thursday until Sunday. So the week I am in the hospital was covered and that was one thing off of our minds.

Chip was able to stop by for about 20 minutes on Friday before he went to work. I didn’t eat much lunch…it didn’t look very good. I got a nap in the afternoon, but was still getting up to go to the bathroom every hour or so. At around 3:30pm they did an NST on the boys…both looked FABULOUS as usual. They look for 2 accel/decels in heart rates and Casey had 7 and Emery 5….both little over achievers : ) After that I was able to get a shower and eat dinner at a nice EARLY time of 4:30pm. Ha. I decided after dinner to get a catheter placed….I was worried it would be uncomfortable, but I knew I wasn’t coming off the magnesium and IVs until at least Sunday and getting up every hour was getting utterly exhausting. I couldn’t imagine another night of no sleep.

The cath was placed and surprisingly felt fine : ) YAY! No more hourly bathroom trips. I relaxed for the evening and got my second steroid shot at 7pm. My sister in law Liz came to visit at around 8:00 and stayed for maybe 45 minutes. Then she left and went to our place to be with the kids so Chip could come see me. He was here from about 9:30 to 11pm. It was so good to see him and talk. We prayed and read a few verses and caught up with the emotions we were having and the plans for the upcoming days. It was much needed and I am thankful for Liz staying with K & R so we could have that time together.

Chip called again when he was going to bed and we said goodnight. I was able to sleep really well from midnight to 5am. (Thanks especially to Chip bringing my box fan that I run at home for white noise…ahh…familiar sounds!) At 5am this morning, they had to wake me for another NST on the babes. The babies performed perfectly as usual. No problems there : )

I slept from around 6-6:30am and then met my new nurse. I had breakfast and sat around for awhile. I called my mom and talked to her for quite awhile and then it was late enough to call and check on Chip and the kiddos and see how they were doing. I called them around 7:45 and Chip was just taking muffins out of the oven. Ryken babbled on the phone to me. Kenzie told me that she watched Clifford and that she was eating an orange. She asked me if I wanted a muffin and told me she loved me. It was so good to hear their little voices and know they were having a normal morning time with their daddy : ) He takes SUCH good care of them.

At around 8:30 or 9am they got me out of bed to get some circulation in my legs. I got to walk to the door and over to the sink to brush my teeth. It felt good to get up, but after being on 3.5g of magnesium I was pretty weak and definitely needed the nurses around to help me. At around 9:30am, Dr. G who is on call for my doctor decided to start weaning me off the mag. They turned it down from 3.5g to 3g. A new nurse came on at 10am and I took a nap from around 10:30 to noon. I had lunch and was feeling SUCH a difference being down a little bit on the magnesium. I could focus much more easily on things and felt less groggy. Chip came around 1:15 to see me before he went to work. Liz was at our place with the kids and Mom & Dad B were going over later to watch them while Chip worked. We hung out and talked and watched the first 2 plays of the Cardinals playoffs game before Chip had to leave. He got to see one of the only good plays of the game : )

After Chip left, my nurse came in and let me get up and stretch and walk around. I was MUCH more capable of walking and stretching without needing much help. She let me stand for quite awhile which felt great! After I stood and stretched, I was allowed to sit in a recliner for a few hours. My friend Jenn came and kept me company around 3:45 or 4pm. We talked and it was great to have someone come by! She brought my some goodies….my favorite of which was some chapstick! I needed some and she didn’t even know : ) After she left I had dinner. At about 5pm they turned my mag down to 2.5g and then around 7pm I got up and stretched again. After I got into bed, I had another NST for the babies and they both looked great. Emery had the hiccups when we started which made it hard to pick up his heartbeat. But hiccups are a great thing to hear too. At 8 I talked with Mom B and told her what the game plan looks like. Then I talked with my mom until around 9pm. That brings us to now : ) It is now 10:20pm and I have been watching TV and working on this post. My nurse JUST came in and lowered my mag to the lowest dose….2g! Yay! She said Dr. G told her that tomorrow we’re going to try to go to the oral Terbutaline if my uterus keeps behaving.

Now that I have caught up on these three days, I SHOULD be able to keep it updated regularly, especially since I am much more comfortable being at a lower mag dose.

At this point, the game plan is up in the air. It all depends on how my body responds to each new step. There are ideal situations, of course…things I am hopeful for! If things go very well, I am hoping that the oral terbutaline works tomorrow. I am hoping that after watching me tomorrow and Monday, that maybe my doctor will discuss allowing me to go home on FULL bedrest earlier in the week than next Sunday. We already have the help in place for me to be totally on the couch. I am still trying to keep myself thinking that I will be here until next Sunday and not trying to get my hopes up TOO much. But we’ll see : )

At this point, I have been dealing with sorts of thoughts and emotions. I haven’t FELT a contraction at all this WHOLE time. There have been some occasional tightenings, but besides the slight cramping after they checked me on Thursday, I haven’t had any discomfort at all. It has been hard for me as I think through it all, to stay content being here when my body was never giving me any signs in the first place that I NEEDED to be here. But it has been a great “wake up call”. I am happy to be taking precautions and keeping my boys safe and sound. It has been hard emotionally to be away from my kids, but I think I needed something this big to happen to get me to stop and slow down and take care of my two tiniest kiddos. I have a lot of trouble accepting help, especially when I FEEL ok. But this has made me aware that although I FEEL ok, I STILL need to slow things down because by the time I feel something it could be too late to keep these boys in. God has used this time to give me needed rest. He is using it to stretch my relationship with Himself and my husband. He is taking care of our whole family in SO many ways…we’ve seen them big and small, all around us. And I have complete and total trust that no matter WHAT happens….if the boys come tomorrow or in a few weeks….if I get to go home in 2 days or if I have to stay until the boys are born in 3 weeks….not matter what happens, God is going to provide for us emotionally, physically, mentally, and in EVERY way possible each step of the way. It has been a new challenge trusting Him with the emotional needs of my kids…and it has been a great things to learn (I am sure this is JUST the VERY start). He has taken control away from me and made me trust Him with it all. And all around me I see overwhelming evidence that we are all being gently and tenderly cared for in the safety of His hands. And it is a wonderful place to be : )

Check back in for more updates….hopefully they will be MUCH shorter since I am caught up and won’t be writing about THREE days at one time again : )

Another year has come and gone.....

Look! It's only been around a week since the last time I wrote : ) Hurray! Now if I can just keep this up.....don't hold your breath though!

So, I decided last night that I am really glad that God gave us time. It is a fun thing to measure time in different increments of length.....it gives us time to stop and look at life a little closer....look at where we've been and where we are going.

It is hard for me to believe that it has been 10 years since the "Y2K" scares. It's funny really, to think about how hyped up people got that year. I was a freshman in high school that year....14 years old. This past decade has probably been one of the decades in my lifetime, if not THE decade, that the most will have changed. I started as a 14 year old freshman in high school who was excited to enjoy some new freedoms and responsibilities. Then came the excitement of driving at 16. Next came my first "real" job as a city pool lifeguard, although it was only for the summers. Then it was off to college at 18, moving across the country to a place where I had no friends or family but quickly made some of the best friends of my life, and where having some free time during the day and setting my own schedule of classes seemed amazing after having been in school with a "set schedule" for the past 13 years. 2005 was the halfway point and I started it out by quitting school and moving to Mesa, AZ to marry the man who was even better than the man of my dreams. We were married in June of 2005 and that started my first full-time, year round work experience. We were our own family unit....experiencing the challenges and responsibilities of juggling all aspects of life....housing, money, cars, schedules, etc on our own. But "on our own" meant we were together, doing life as a team, and it made every part of life wonderful. By the next year we both changed jobs and bought our first place.....our wonderful little condo that is still currently "home". 2007 brought our sweet little girl. 2008 brought our cuddle-bug of a boy. And 2009 brought the exciting news and anticipation of a whole new adventure....identical twin boys. So there you have it. Ten years filled with beautiful blessings and the Lord's protection in so many areas.

In another 10 years, if the Lord has it in His plans, I will be 14 1/2 years into my lifetime with my bestfriend and love. I will be 34 years old, and I will have a 12 year old daughter, an 11 year old son, and twin 9 year old boys (who will almost be 1o). At this point, we hope to still be living in Arizona.....but God could change that, I'm sure (although at this point it is REALLY hard to think that we'd REALLY want to live somewhere else!) . We don't know what our home will look like....we don't know what our jobs will be....but we know that we will still be loving and serving our God to the best of our ability. And He will still have His hand of provision on us. It is wonderful the HOPE we have in our Savior.....not needing to worry about 10 years from now, or even about tomorrow....knowing He will take care of us, even if it is in ways that we may not "like" or find "comfortable".

Ok.

So now that I have journeyed through the past and future a bit, I will take a minute to give some current updates : )

I am now 30 weeks 5 days into this pregnancy. I had an ultrasound last week (at 29 weeks 3 days). Everything was still looking great! Baby A, Casey, was still in position to come out 2nd.....meaning our little Emery...Baby B is the one we'll most likely meet first (unless they switch places again, which is still possible). It is funny....we decided as soon as we picked out names that we thought "Baby A" should be Casey and "Baby B" should be Emery. Up to that point, Baby A was always just thought to be "whichever baby came out first" and Baby B would be the second one out. So we named them with that mindset according to their positions. The funny part is, at that time I just associated Casey with "first baby out" and Emery with "second baby out" But after watching them on the ultrasounds SO often and keeping track of who was who, it looks like we will meet Emery first and Casey second. I've had a few people ask me if we're just naming "the first one out" Casey and the "second one" Emery. But we really can't do that! We've already gotten to know them...even before birth...and their names are already set : )

Anyway....Casey was measuring at 3lbs 11oz. He was still measuring ahead of schedule, although I am not sure by how many days. Emery was following close behind at about 3lbs 80z. So...a week ago I already had over 7lbs of "baby" in me....and I am sure they've grown some more since then : ) If they each gain 1/2lb a week from the time I had that ultrasound, they will each be between 6 1/2 and 7lbs at delivery...so we're looking at 13-14lbs of baby! WOW!

This week was my last week of NO appointments. Next week (31 weeks) I will have a regular OB appt and then we will set up my last 4 weeks of appointments. Each week I will have an ultrasound one day, a non-stress test another day(basically they just put fetal monitors on each baby and another monitor on to check for contractions and make sure the heartbeats are good on the babies....very similar to the monitoring they do in the hospital while you're in labor) and a regular OB appt after one of those two appointments.

My wonderful friend Melissa is throwing me a baby shower for the boys tomorrow and I am so excited about it. I can't wait to celebrate these little blessings with family and friends! It should be a lot of fun!!

In other news.............we just got done rearranging our ENTIRE living room which was QUITE a process. We had to unplug all of the computer wires/accessories and all of the TV equipment (speakers, DVD player, Tivo, receiver, etc). We moved all the furniture and cleaned the carpet. We wiped down walls and baseboards. All of this was prompted by our purchase of a 40'' flat screen TV with our Christmas money : ) We were able to mount it on the wall and rearrange things to really open up the room. And the best part is that we finally have room to set up TWO baby swings!

I have sorted through TONS of baby clothes (some given to us, some that we had from Ryken) trying to figure out what we have in what sizes/seasons...etc. I have sorted through all of the new Christmas toys...finding homes for things : ) Our next big project is to go through EVERYTHING else and figure out what we want to put in storage to free up some MUCH NEEDED closet space! We decided that with an umbrella stroller, a single stroller, a double stroller, a snap-n-go double stroller, and a quadruplet stroller....that we NEEDED a storage unit...just for strollers, if nothing else. But it will be nice to clear out some other things as well!

Well...I better stop here for now. I have grumpy tired kiddos from keeping them out an hour past their bedtime. I've got to get some lunch in their hungry tummies and then get naptime started a little bit early today! Until next time........

Three months later.....

Ok. So wow. It has been three months since I last wrote. At the time I was hopeful that I would start writing more often. Looks like THAT didn't happen! I THINK about blogging quite often, really. I think of the things I would talk about.....think about things I need to update about....it's actually finding the time to get the thoughts typed out that never happens.

But here I am, just like the last time, taking advantage of "bath time"....when I sit in the bathroom watching my little peanuts enjoy the warm water and bubbles and fill their buckets and dump them out. So...since I have a few minutes, I will write.

First...an update on the twins. I am now 29weeks 2days into this pregnancy. It is going by SO fast and SO slow all at once. I have gotten to see these sweet boys of mine SO many times this pregnancy! I had in-depth growth ultrasounds at weeks: 9, 13, 17, 19, 21, 23, and 26. I go tomorrow for another one and then starting in 3 weeks (at 32 weeks) we will be going every week for an ultrasound. Assuming I go until they induce me a little before 36 weeks, I will have had 12 or 13 full-length ultrasounds. I say "full-length" because I also get to see them at all of my doctors appointments....which means I saw them for a sneak peak at several other appointments. So far, everything has been going COMPLETELY smoothly with these little guys. They have been growing almost exactly equally...sometimes to the ounce. The most they have ever measured apart as far as weight has been 2oz. They are also measuring about 5-7 days AHEAD. They start out as 2-3 days ahead...then 3-4...then 4-5...now 5-7. I will find out tomorrow exactly what they are estimating their weights to be at this point, but we're thinking it is probably around 3 1/2lbs each now! And I am FEELING it. I definitely have reached the size of a full-term singleton pregnancy. I'm just not done growing yet! My belly is getting some signs of early stretch marks. Sad day. I got a few teeny tiny ones with Ryken, but they had gone away quite a bit. I am hoping these won't get TOOO bad, but I knew that with twins I had to expect it to be worse than before. Also, the past few days I have broken out in a lovely "pregnancy rash" all over my tummy. It is all these tiny red bumps that itch like the dickens!! Last night the itchiness woke me up a few times. NO FUN! I am going to try some hydrocortisone cream, and maybe Benadryl if it gets bad enough, but from things I have read and from talking to my doctor, the only way to get rid of it is to have the babies......sooo.....looks like I'm stuck with an ugly red itchy belly for the next 6 1/2 weeks.

If everything goes well, these little guys will STOP being so squirmy (they are in new positions every ultrasound lately...head up, head down, transverse, allll over the place!) and HOPEFULLY they will both decide they are nice and comfy in a head down position. If not, we're hoping that at least which ever one decides to be the lowest (the "presenting" or first baby) will be head down. IF these things happen...and IF I don't deliver any earlier (praying I don't!) then my doctor will most likely strip my membranes on Thursday, February 4th (35w4d) and if nothing happens she will induce either Friday the 5th or Saturday the 6th. My OB and perinatologist are both wanting the babies to be delivered BY 36 weeks (Sunday the 7th) because of issues that can arise from their shared placenta. They are also growing so well, and I had both Kenzie and Ryken at least 2 weeks early. So that is the current "game plan". If the babies are NOT cooperative in their positioning, I will have a scheduled C-section one of those days.

Hmm...other news...

So...we got to have Christmas with my family this past Sunday. My younger sister and her husband are home from school in Indiana for Christmas and my older brother and his family live in Tucson. So we all got together at my parents house on Sunday afternoon for "Christmas breakfast" and then opened presents. It is always SO much fun watching the kids and how excited they are to open all of the gifts!

Kenzie got a tutu, crown and wand....which she wore for a lot of the time we were there. She also got a talking baby doll, a Magna-doodle, new pjs, socks & tinkerbell undies. I'm sure there was more, too...those were the main things I can remember off the top of my head though.

Ryken got several trucks, a John deer tractor flashlight, and a Kawasaki quad bike that he can ride around (not motorized...just powered by baby legs) He LOVES it.

We had a GREAT time seeing family!! We're looking forward to seeing them all again for New Year's Eve!

Ok...well, the kiddos are wanting out, so I need to go. Maybe I'll be back for more updates on life before 3 months go by again......then again, maybe I won't! We'll all just have to wait and see, I guess : )