tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26909352112879667102024-03-12T20:30:33.148-05:00Pontifications of a Twin Mommusings of my life as mama to twins, Brynne and Hadley, and their little sister, RubyJuliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.comBlogger375125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-9385568479461570832014-09-10T17:02:00.001-05:002014-09-10T17:02:58.170-05:00The one in which I use the word "armpit"Hi friends. Remember me?<br />
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I could begin by giving you a myriad of excuses to read, explaining why I'm not writing as much. I won't. This is faster:<br />
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Lately I've been feeling really restless. I don't know why. I have plenty to keep me busy. I mean, we have chickens and ducks now. That's livestock. I own livestock. And we have a really big garden. And I can lots of things. So...maybe I'm a farmer???<br />
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I love our life, and our yard. It's very...alive.<br />
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Have you ever created your very own mission statement? I took this class in college that had us create one. I'm much different from who I was when I was in college, but when I recite the mission statement I created way back then, my heart still says, "YES! <i>That</i>."<br />
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<i>My mission is to love, nurture and encourage hurting people in a broken world.</i></blockquote>
We don't do storms in this house, so at the first loud clap of thunder, I become a mama-sandwich. One night, as Brynne's foot repeatedly kicked my shin from the right and Hadley inadvertently whacked me in the face with her hand on the left. They slept, but Mama? Not so much.<br />
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While I lay, smushed in my bed, I realized that some mamas would love to be a mama-sandwich. But...because of geography and circumstance mamas can't provide for their children, which sometimes means they put their beloved babies in orphanages, praying for them a better life. This breaks my heart wide open.<br />
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I wondered what would happen if I ran towards that heartbreak, rather than distracting myself with Facebook.<br />
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And...<a href="http://www.juliajenkins.noondaycollection.com/">Noonday</a> happened.<br />
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I am SO not a salesperson. My voice shakes and I get really sweaty when I have to speak in front of people. But God is bigger than my shaky voice and sweaty armpits. Thank goodness! I believe God will use me and this business, in spite of my sweaty pits, to spread the word about how purchasing through Noonday is providing families with an income to provide for themselves and for their babies. And maybe there will be just one less orphan in the world.<br />
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Noonday has really, really pretty things. Everything is handmade, and is a little piece of hope. Take a look:<br />
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Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-14910664792654274832013-12-12T16:06:00.004-06:002013-12-12T16:06:44.065-06:00Alcohol is totally okay for babies. I have this really great friend who was telling me about this book I should read. The book is all about getting creative, and letting our kids see us make space to be creative. I still haven't read this book, and I don't know the title of it, but I totally recommend it.<br />
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Anyway, in honor of the spirit of this book I haven't read, I've started trying to make space for creativity.<br />
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Yesterday I made this:<br />
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When I was in 7th grade I told everyone I wanted to be an impressionist painter.<br />
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Probably a good idea that I moved on. It is fun to paint, and it felt good to create. I do so adore Mason jars. The bonus of this whole thing was that for once I was actually, and it's not too painful to say this, thankful for the lace curtains that hang (or used to) in this house.<br />
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What I really miss doing is writing. I do love to tell a good story. This past year, moving into our new house, and becoming the mama to three, I've learned a lot. I thought I'd start telling stories about these little lessons. I hope you enjoy them.<br />
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One day, after the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-one-where-i-say-yes.html">craziness of RSV</a> was over, I was having a good day. You know those days. I was totally rocking the mama thing:<br />
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Yeah. I had this, Being the Mama of Three, figured out. Nailed it. Totally not hard.<br />
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I had even made dinner. From scratch.<br />
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I left Ruby, contentedly playing on her play mat, while Brynne and Hadley were reading books nearby, so I could check on dinner, baking in the oven.<br />
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When I came back, I found Brynne and Hadley "giving Ruby her medicine" from the diaper caddy:<br />
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"Kills over 99.9% of harmful bacteria," and I was 99.9% positive it was going to kill Ruby too.<br />
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You remember these?<br />
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I can remember one sticking to our rotary phone when I was growing up, but we are just not cool enough, or smart enough to have a rotary phone.<br />
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<i>Note to self: Buy a rotary phone and promptly stick <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Mr-Yuk/66629006042">Mr. Yuk</a> on the receiver!!</i></blockquote>
So, I had to waste 90 seconds of precious time finding the number online.<br />
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The nurse was great, she told me that I needed to nurse Ruby right away, and that a baby her size could drink up to two teaspoons of strait ethyl alcohol, before it's a problem. TWO TEASPOONS!<br />
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I was pretty sure that her little doctors couldn't have squirted two teaspoons into her mouth, especially since, like the cooperative patient that she is, Ruby had spit it out all over her face. The spit had an interesting powdery texture, so I, rationally, assumed she was also foaming at the mouth, and that there was still a 75% chance that Ruby was going to die.<br />
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To assure me, Brynne and Hadley explained that since Ruby was spitting up her "medicine" they were sopping it up with baby powder (also from the diaper caddy), which had pooled in white, sticky clumps in her ear, and around her neck.<br />
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The nurse said that as long as she didn't inhale it into her lungs, she would be fine, and I should just monitor her breathing to make sure.<br />
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After the excitement had died down, Ruby's life expectancy was dialed back to normal, and I could speak without shrieking, Brynne and Hadley and I had a talk.<br />
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For days afterwards, I would routinely hear their sweet little voices saying,<br />
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Perfect. So. We all learned a lesson.<br />
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P.S. Before someone emails me about the dangers of baby powder, and how babies can inhale it and die...I know this. I have never used baby powder for anything other than throwing some on top of a stinky diaper in the trash. I do this, so I don't have to take out the trash. I have no idea why I had baby powder in the diaper caddy, and it isn't there any more.Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-83138679301216610612013-08-14T08:35:00.000-05:002013-08-14T08:35:38.966-05:00A Little 90s Flava For Your Wednesday<br />
So. After writing my <a href="http://www.quietgraces.com/the-intentional-marriage-bed">last post</a>, I had Salt n Pepa's, <i>Let's Talk About Sex, </i>running through my head for days.<br />
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Any day with a little Salt n Pepa, is a good day, I always say.<br />
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When I set about to writing for this series, my intention was not to talk about sex, necessarily, but rather loving my husband intentionally.<br />
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Sometimes when I write things, the idea I have in my head is not at all what I end up with in the end. I was always really terrible at outlining those five paragraph essays in school.<br />
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Anyway, before I move on, a disclaimer:<br />
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Sex is an uncomfortable topic---for some. And peering into someone's bedroom, is even more uncomfortable (sorry Mom and Dad). You should know that Brad reads these posts before they're published, and he has full nix-the-whole-thing-right-before-it's-due power. Several people told me they didn't think their husbands would have been cool them putting it out there like this. Brad, rather than decoy, avoid, or make void the topic, was open to letting me talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be. We pray that this peek into our lives encourages mamas in the same weary season of life, or maybe prepares you if you're not a mama yet.</blockquote>
So. On intentionality.<br />
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I don't know that I have one love language.<br />
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I feel loved when people are intentional. We're all busy people, right? But, when someone takes a moment to<br />
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I feel loved. Because I know...giving is sacrifice, and people give to what they love.<br />
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Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-10217205260378867322013-07-10T08:12:00.000-05:002013-07-10T08:12:11.016-05:00Excuse me? You want to do what right now???<br />
As a mama of a six-month-old and two three year olds, I am in a season of life that leaves me just <i>bone-tired</i>.<br />
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I love the way <a href="http://www.stevewiens.com/2013/03/12/to-parents-of-small-children-let-me-be-the-one-who-says-it-out-loud/">Steve Weins</a> describes this level of tired,<br />
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<i>Ragged, how-am-I-going-to-make-it-to-the-end-of-the-day, eyes-burning exhausted.</i></blockquote>
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I don't know how <i>you</i> make it through days like this. I, pretty much function on coffee, prayer, and the hope that schedules will align, and just <i><b>maybe</b> (</i>please, please, <i>please-with-a-cherry-on-top</i>, God?) all three girls will be down for a nap at the same time.<br />
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By eight, most nights, all three girls are in bed---we might come to the 8:00 bedtime limping and barely hanging on, but we get there. Then, Brad and I enjoy a bit of time together before we head to bed.<br />
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So. Here's the scene:<br />
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Teeth freshly brushed, face washed, comfy pajamas on, lights off, head nestled into my pillow, eyelids heavy, soon to be asleep---when it happens---my husband speaks into the quiet darkness of our room, asking for some "couple time".<br />
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Please <a href="http://www.quietgraces.com/the-intentional-marriage-bed">jump over here to read the rest of this post</a>, where my friend, <a href="http://www.quietgraces.com/category/writing">Melissa</a>, is hosting a blogging series called <a href="http://www.quietgraces.com/construction-school">Construction School for Wives.</a><br />
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She's asked me to write about marriage---something I'm totally an expert in. I mean----if marriage were a college course, I would have an A+. My name is totally synonymous with being a rock-star wife.<br />
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Or.<br />
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Maybe I really struggle, and the only reason it works out at all is because of a whole lotta prayer and endless grace.<br />
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Maybe you can relate?<br />
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Or.<br />
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Maybe you're the rock-star wife.<br />
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Either way----love to hear from you.Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-69133364775451826562013-06-13T14:40:00.000-05:002013-06-13T14:42:28.612-05:00The one where I run a victory lap<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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Came the sweet whisper from my daughter, quiet and repentant, as her arms wrapped around my middle searching for grace.<br />
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I exhale silent thanks, hugging her back. Restoring the relationship she feared broken.<br />
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Honestly, the defiant talk, the yelling, the arguing between my girls comes so frequently some days that I ignore it sometimes---head-in-the-sand, because you never can tell, there might be <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-one-where-all-my-babies-took-nap-at.html">dandelions and baby smiles</a> in the sand.<br />
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But.<br />
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Conviction pierced my girl's tiny heart, and she sought forgiveness completely unprompted--this was huge, HUGE, I tell you!<br />
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In my head I'm all:<br />
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<i><b>For the love, FINALLY!</b> all the shepherding, teaching, redirecting, disciplining, torturous I-just-don't-know-what-to-do, tear-shedding moments have paid off---it's actually sinking in. Sweet, Jesus, thank you!</i> </blockquote>
And then, I can actually hear the <i>Chariots of Fire</i> theme song.<br />
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<i>Duun dun dun dun duun duuuun. Dun dun dun dundun.....</i></blockquote>
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They say pride goes before the fall.<br />
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I was that kid in yellow with a mouthful of grass and dirt. As the same repentant daughter slunk away as her sister, with disheveled hair and a tear-streaked face, accused,<br />
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Whatever, you guys! Victory laps are totally overrated.<br />
<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-71029351693011755932013-05-22T15:42:00.000-05:002013-05-22T17:16:09.287-05:00The one where all my babies took a nap at the same time, and I should have joined them, but instead I wrote a blog post.All my babies are asleep right now. I almost don't know what to do with myself!<br />
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So, I've decided that I'll blog for a moment.<br />
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Here's life for us lately:<br />
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Dandelions and baby smiles.<br />
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We're excited to print these pictures off, so that there will be photographic evidence in this house that Ruby exists. At the rate we're going, she's going to come to me in a puddle of hormonal tears when she's 13, convinced that she was really adopted, and we just haven't told her yet.<br />
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Ruby is almost five months old.<br />
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We've lived in our new house just slightly longer than that, but not long enough for Brynne and Hadley to stop referring to it as "The New House".<br />
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Every day I fight this battle with restlessness, because there are a million and five things on my list of things to do.<br />
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Here's one of my flower gardens:<br />
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Here's our house:<br />
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It's amazing. Built in 1867, it's all my Laura-Ingalls-Wilder-Anne-of-Green-Gables-The-Secret-Garden-Downton-Abbey dreams realized.<br />
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It's also a lot of work.<br />
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The garden is a weed-fest, and the floors of my house are currently covered in a layer of sawdust, because we are having air conditioning put in this week.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">...I have to remind myself that there will always be something to do in this house, and with our five-acre yard. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">My worth and value is not determined by how many weeds are in my garden, or how diligently I sweep up behind the air-conditioning-installer people. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I am enough. We have enough. Weedy gardens and all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Then I go back to enjoying baby smiles and dandelions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I hope you're finding dandelions and baby smiles in your day (sometimes they're hard to find when you have sawdusty floors). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">P.S. The series finale of <i>Saved By The Bell</i> was 20 years ago today. That makes me feel old. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Back to dandelions and baby smiles. </span><br />
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<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-65311427016906504532013-04-01T15:44:00.000-05:002013-04-03T08:34:10.933-05:00The one where I say yes.<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<i>There is only one man in all the world</i></blockquote>
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<i>and his name is <b>All Men</b>.</i></blockquote>
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<i>and her name is <b>All Women</b>. </i> </blockquote>
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<i>There is only one child in the world</i></blockquote>
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<i>and the child's name is <b>All Children</b>. </i></blockquote>
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<i>~</i>Carl Sandberg</blockquote>
In early February, despite lots of hand sanitizer, breastmilk and frequent reminders to, "<i>Cough into your elbow, please,"</i> all three of my girls got RSV.<br />
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Upon getting the diagnosis, I covered my daughter's ears, so that I could utter desperate and cathartic prayers/curse words, and break down crying in front of my pediatrician.<br />
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And then this:<br />
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More desperate and cathartic swearing/praying as my sweet six-week-old, Ruby, landed herself in the hospital.<br />
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I'm pretty convinced that on the inside, we are all whiny, selfish three-year-olds.<br />
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I actually have two whiny, selfish three-year-olds, both inside and out. One thing I really love about one of them, my daughter, Brynne, is her honesty about what she needs. After a good ole RSV- coughing-fit, she would <strike>scream</strike> say things like:<br />
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<i>I'm sick! I'm SO sick! Please hold me, Mama, I'm SO sick! </i></blockquote>
I have no idea where her flair for drama comes from....<br />
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Anyway.<br />
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When Brynne asked to be held in her helpless, whiny, sick state---sometimes I would be filled with compassion, and hold her. And, sometimes my own inner-whiny-selfish-three-year-old won out, and I just could not muster up any grace for my daughter. I just can't be a rock-star parent <b style="font-style: italic;">all the time!</b><br />
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But.<br />
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I think God sorta digs the whole whiny-selfish-three-year-old thing, in fact, I think that's why he said, <i>Let the children come to me...</i>:<br />
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<i>I'm tired! I'm SO tired! Please hold me, Jesus, I'm SO tired!</i></blockquote>
<b>Jesus is a rock-star parent all the time. He wants to hold me anytime my whiny three-year-old self needs him to. And he <i>really</i> wants to hold you too. </b><br />
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So, through this whole RSV ordeal, I've learned a few things.<b> Jesus really can hold you.</b> I mean, really, physically hold you. You just need to do two things:<br />
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That terrible "f" word. F-I-N-E<br />
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People love to give. We are all constantly fighting our inner whiny-selfish-three-year-old. It's hard some times. No one wants to be a jerk all of the time. One of the best ways to fight that inner jerk is to serve others. Please, please allow people to serve you! Think of it as doing your civic duty to keep jerks at bay. <br />
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<a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-belong-to-each-other.html">We belong to each other.</a> Mr. Carl Sandberg got it right---we are All Men, All Women, All Children. We were designed to be in community to serve one another to love one another---you should not walk through hard things alone. Embrace community---let community love you and serve you.<br />
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Nothing squelches community more than the "f" word. Swallow that word and pride and...<br />
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When people offered to bring me good coffee, non-hospital food, a shoulder to cry on, arms to hold Ruby, so I could take a shower or sleep---I said, "<i>Yes</i>!" I mean, really, who can say no to good coffee?!<br />
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This wasn't, and still isn't easy for me to admit that I can't do it all. That I'm not God.<br />
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But---that's a good place to be.<br />
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I'm actually <i>thankful</i> that I was in that place of desperation.<br />
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<i>Not</i> because my girls were sick, but because, when I said <i>yes</i>, I felt God's arms wrap around me tightly through each generous act of love. I felt others carry my burden.<br />
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<b>Sleep-sacrificing, good-coffee-bringing, burden-carrying---this is what Jesus was talking about when he told us to love one another. That is community. </b><br />
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<b>And. When you let your community love you like that---that is what it feels like when God holds you. </b><br />
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I want to challenge you. Be in community. Let yourself be known. Love. Be loved. And. Say <i><b>yes</b></i>! You'll feel God holding you too.<br />
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Linking with <a href="http://www.findingheaventoday.com/2013/04/what-are-you-chasing-across-kitchen.html">Jen</a>.<br />
<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-32858181088934880752013-01-25T07:30:00.000-06:002013-01-25T07:30:04.718-06:00When Satan Tempts Me To DespairThe morning of January third dawned early. I breakfasted and prepared to go welcome Ruby into the world.<br />
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It was a little overwhelming. With a push, life was going to change. Dramatically.<br />
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I found myself weepy, and despairing. My very unreliable, pregnancy-hormone-driven feelings were ruling my head and my heart. No matter what truth I told myself, I worried and feared and grieved. <br />
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Sometimes grieving the old is necessary in order to welcome the new. But it's not healthy to wallow in that place. Especially not on your kid's birthday. <br />
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As I was leaving all choked up, I told my friend, who was watching Brynne and Hadley for us, that I was struggling, and to pray for me. She told me she would pray, and would love to give me a hug, but she hadn't brushed her teeth yet. Ha! That's one of the many reasons I love her. So thankful for the levity she offered in that moment. <br />
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This is one of her favorite verses:<br />
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Easier to listen to God when you're silent.<br />
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Silence requires the discipline to recognize the urge
to get up and go again as a temptation to look elsewhere for what is
close at hand. It offers the freedom to stroll in your own inner yard,
and to rake up the leaves there and clear the paths so you can easily
find the way to your heart. Perhaps there will be much fear and
uncertainty when you first come upon the "unfamiliar terrain", but
slowly and surely you will discover an order and familiarity which
deepens your longing to stay home...whenever you come upon this
silence, it seems as though you have received a gift, one which is
"promising" in the true sense of the word. It promises new life. It is
the silence of peace and prayer, because <b>it brings you back to the One
who is leading you</b>. ~</span></i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Henri Nouwen</span></blockquote>
It was a gift, this silence. As I <strike>welcomed</strike> endured those blasted pitocin-induced contractions, my head and my heart were full of truth. Fear and worry melted away. I was thankful---especially once I had an epidural.<br />
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In that place of quiet. I was able to see the gift of welcoming Ruby into the world. </div>
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If you've had twins, you know how crazy the birth can be. If you haven't, here's a glipse at our experience: we delivered in the sterile, very cold operating room. There were at least 10 people (nurses, my doctor, pediatricians, respiratory therapists, and others) waiting to welcome our 35 weekers. The girls got whisked away right after they were born to regulate their temperatures and to help them breathe better. Then, EVERYONE wanted to meet our girls---it was a circus in my hospital room non-stop from morning till evening, and we had no time get to know our girls. They discovered that Brynne had a heart defect, and her beautiful lips kept turning a scary shade of blue. Then, Brynne was transferred to the NICU at another hospital. Brad went with her, and I stayed with Hadley. </div>
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Ruby's birth was different. Peaceful. Beautiful. </div>
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<li>They put Ruby on my chest the second she was born. (I had no idea they even did that!)</li>
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<li>And, more. They didn't whisk her away anywhere. They let her stay and hang out for awhile before they cleaned her up. </li>
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<li>The <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/08/every-little-thing-is-gonna-be-alright.html">heart defect she had in my belly</a> was gone. I asked every.single.time a nurse or doctor checked out Ruby, just to make sure the last person hadn't missed anything. <b>Her heart is perfect.</b> </li>
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<li>Hardly anyone knew we were in labor, so there were no texts or facebook distractions. We were fully present to the miracle of Ruby's entrance into the world. </li>
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A slow stillness of the new. And a joy of this most precious gift. </div>
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A friend from church, quite unexpectedly, took this picture of me and Ruby. Ruby was just a little over a week old, I'm quite sure I was sleep-deprived. I love this moment he captured! It's real. It's beautiful. I don't have on makeup, my hair isn't done, I forgot to put on earrings. But <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/allison-tate/mom-pictures-with-kids_b_1926073.html">I got in the picture</a>, and I'm really glad I did. There's a joy, a glow that he captured that is sacred and lovely. </div>
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<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-14910359608226629532013-01-23T10:38:00.002-06:002013-01-24T07:36:07.932-06:00Brynne and Hadley have an announcement......they are big sisters!<br />
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Ruby Edith </div>
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I've wanted to put something up here for days now. It's a challenge when I don't often have two free hands, so I'm going with short and sweet. </div>
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All is well. Our three little girls are adjusting better than I could have ever imagined, largely due to the overwhelming love and support we've received from our community here. We are blessed to do life with some amazingly generous people, who love us well---what a gift. </div>
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Our hearts (and our hands) are full of good things. </div>
Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-57058497011954016552012-12-04T16:08:00.000-06:002012-12-04T16:08:07.835-06:00Now throw your hands in the air and wave em like you just don't careIf I'm completely honest, there are moments when I'd like to be a toddler.<br />
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You know. Those moments when some stranger looks at your pregnant belly and your pigtailed twin daughters, and says that he "...really hopes there's just one in there this time."<br />
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Really?! They can hear you. Jerk!<br />
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Oh! To be a toddler in those moments! I would pick up the nearest plastic toy and bop him on the head.<br />
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There are other, more joy-filled moments of toddler hood that I would love to embrace too. <br />
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Recently, the girls have taken to having dance parties while I'm getting supper ready. They dance and sing unabashedly around the living room. I love that there's no holding back, no reserved self-awareness. They go all out.<br />
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You know when you hear that song you just love, there's this physical feeling in your chest? The music literally <i>moves</i> you? You want to dance, sing and just rock out to respond to that feeling?<br />
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Toddlers do that. <br />
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The other day, Brynne brought over her <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/03/mama-loves-cats.html">cat</a>, sat in my ever-shrinking lap, and played a song. Since sitting impeded dancing, she just raised her arm up in the air. She was fully present, reveling in the music. I mean, who isn't completely overcome while listening to an instrumental version of <i>The Farmer in the Dell</i>?!? <br />
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This got me thinking about worship.<br />
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My church background has consisted of worship through the singing of hymns and a mostly serious (liturgical) worship service. If the music moved you, there was typically no outward expression---my people are also sometimes referred to as the "The Frozen Chosen". My label for the folks who responded to music through dance or raising their hands in worship was "Holy Roller". <br />
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It's interesting how our experiences and learning change our perspectives sometimes, isn't it? <br />
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For the first time in my church history, we're attending a church with a tradition that falls somewhere between "frozen chosen" and "holy roller". Our pastor calls it being pentecostal with a seat-belt. There's no jumping and dancing down the isles, but there definitely a few arms raised in worship during the music portion of the service. <br />
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Brad and I have had lots of conversations about how the music at our church moves us, and we feel compelled to respond by raising our hands in worship, but it's so outside of our comfort zone. So, we don't. Or didn't.<br />
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After my sweet Brynne sat on my lap, arm raised in response to her music, I was struck that at some point, she will practice restraint. Sometimes that's appropriate. If her jam comes on the radio when she's she's driving, approximately 14 years from now, she better keep her hands at 10 and 2!<br />
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But.<br />
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I want her to dance, I want her to raise her hands in worship to her Jesus, if she feel so moved.<br />
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And.<br />
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How else will she know that's okay, acceptable, and even pleasing to God if she doesn't see it modeled? <br />
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So, this past Sunday, when I felt moved by the worship music, instead of practicing my usual restraint, I raised my arm. It felt freeing. I felt like how Brynne and Hadley look dancing around our living room.<br />
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Maybe my ice is melting. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-27251292162639818522012-11-28T16:19:00.000-06:002012-11-28T16:19:06.814-06:00When it really just comes down to an aardvark Someone recently told me that they enjoyed reading my blog. In the same conversation it was also mentioned that there hadn't been much to read lately.<br />
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True story.<br />
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I told this person that I was busy napping instead of writing. That's partly true. <br />
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Here's a small glimpse into my life lately:<br />
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The girls thought that Mary, a shepherd and his sheep from our <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-one-where-baby-jesus-was-denied.html">nativity set</a> would enjoy reading a different sort of Christmas story---<a href="http://www.amazon.com/A-Pirates-Night-Before-Christmas/dp/1402742576/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1354135364&sr=8-1&keywords=a+pirate%27s+night+before+christmas">A Pirate's Night Before Christmas</a>. [If you haven't read this book, you should---it's very entertaining, and way better if you read it in pirate speak.] Arrrguably the best Christmas book we own.<br />
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As countdown to Baby, and moving, and every aspect of my life changing draws closer, I had a bit of an epiphany:<br />
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<i>This kid is going to be born, and I don't have one thing to decorate the nursery!</i></blockquote>
It's the important things, friends. The important things. <br />
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So, amidst our bare walls, and our stripped-down-ready-to-move home, there are random piles like this:<br />
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My poor husband. Good thing he <strike>tolerates</strike> embraces my friend, Crazy. <br />
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I realize it's not essential to have nursery decor. The kid isn't going to wake up at 2 A.M. wondering why there are no thoughtful sentiments or coordinating canvas art on the walls.<br />
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It's just...hard, I guess (??) But I know it will be okay. <br />
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The baby will be okay if there's no art in the nursery. <br />
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The move will happen with the help of our amazing church community---I can't even tell you how overwhelming it is to know how many people have volunteered to show up, two days before Christmas, to help us. Unbelievable! <br />
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There are even people who will house and help me take care of the two (or three) children I might have while everyone else moves us. <br />
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I just don't have control over any of it, right down to the number of children I'll be parenting; therefore I craft, because at least I can pretend that I <i>do</i> have control over that. <br />
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And, if nothing else, my mom got the kid an aardvark, and nothing completes a nursery quite like an aardvark can, I mean just look at this guy: <br />
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So that's something. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-79885408273277329812012-11-27T16:15:00.001-06:002012-11-28T16:19:38.437-06:00The one where Baby Jesus was denied a ride on the busSo. We sold our house.<br />
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Remember when I was <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/11/it-all-just-comes-down-to-pair-of.html">complaining about the 8:30 A.M. showing</a>? Yeah. I still don't think early morning showings are okay, but these early morning visitors bought our house, so I sort of still like them.<br />
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So. Hooray. We're moving on December 23rd. I'll be 38.5 weeks pregnant, or I'll have an infant. Either way. Crazy.<br />
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With a <b><i>few minor things</i></b> up in the air, our Christmas decor is simple. No tree, no stockings hung by the chimney with care. Our Christmas decor comes down to this:<br />
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Later, I found the real angel driving some kids, a wise man and his camel to school:<br />
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It was this motley crew that caused a bit of a ruckus this morning. Brynne thought Baby Jesus should get on the bus, and Hadley vehemently denied him entry. Maybe she was confused, because Baby Jesus has blonde hair and pale skin. I don't know.<br />
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As plastic people and animals flew everywhere, I tried, amidst shrieks of protest, to make it a teachable moment, <br />
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Hadley would have none of it, despite my brilliant impromptu recap of the Christmas story, I mean, everyone knows Jesus doesn't have blonde hair, right? This Baby Jesus was NOT getting on her bus. <br />
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Brynne cried. And I did what any mother of toddlers would do (after taking a deep breath and rolling my eyes)---distract and redirect. <br />
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A little bit later, a camel drove by. I noticed little Baby Jesus, cradle and all, had managed to get himself a ride, like a second-class citizen, with a bus full of sheep, donkeys and a cow. <br />
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Maybe Hadley knew that Baby Jesus would be more comfortable surrounded by animals. Or maybe she conceded to let her sister give him a ride, despite his historically inaccurate blonde hair. <br />
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Welcome to the Christmas season, friends. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-14094920388168923872012-11-16T12:06:00.000-06:002012-11-16T12:06:39.310-06:00It all just comes down to a pair of jeggingsAwhile back, a twin-mama-friend asked me to write about the difference between my twin pregnancy and this singleton pregnancy. <br />
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Here's a moment of honesty, friends: I really don't like being pregnant. At. All.<br />
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Twin pregnancy? Singleton pregnancy? It all pretty much ranks right up there with getting a cavity filled. <br />
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I'm glad I've figured that out, actually. I think it gives me a lot of grace for other friends of mine who struggle with being pregnant too. It seems like it's often implied, or maybe just directly communicated to women that they're supposed to love every single <b><i>glowing</i></b> moment of carrying a life in their wombs. And, Heaven forbid, we utter something about not loving one of the many not-so-glowy moments, of our heads hanging over the toilet, or battling the ugliness of depression, or the in-opportune time when we don't make it to the bathroom on time. <br />
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If you've seen the movie <i>Steel Magnolias</i>, Olympia Dukakis' character, that sassy southerner, Clairee says:<br />
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I feel like I'm Clairee for pregnant people. You wanna talk about how much it sucks be pregnant and then how the hormonal-aftermath makes you a sweaty, crazy, smelly mess? Come sit by me!<br />
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Don't get me wrong, friends. I'm thankful. I'm thankful for the life that's incessantly beating on my bladder. I'm thankful for the life in my belly causing my ass to take up residence in two counties, despite the many squats I attempt in between the contractions that I've had since 15 weeks. That's right----15 weeks! I have the most temperamental uterus on the planet!<br />
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Thankful, but if I'm honest, I'd just assume get it all over with already. It's hard to be thankful for this time of largeness and multiple bathroom trips.<br />
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[A note about the following picture: I didn't love this movie, in fact the twin pregnancy in here was laughably, eye-rollably, annoyingly unrealistic, but Liz's character here, is pretty funny, because she's a hot-mess the entire time. (I can call her Liz, because my husband's co-worker's wife grew up with her, and calls her Liz, so it's almost like I know her, or something)]<br />
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So, I'll tell you about the one thing that makes this all just a little bit better (other than the baby at the end of the road). <br />
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Probably the biggest difference for me is that at this stage in the game, I'm still up <strike>walking</strike> waddling around. With the twins, at 26 weeks, I went into preterm labor, and was on bedrest for the rest of my pregnancy. I never went anywhere, except to the doctor's (went there a lot), so I didn't really worry too much about cute maternity wear.<br />
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With this pregnancy, I've had some generous friends who have lent me some maternity clothes, and I've put the ones that fit to good use. The aforementioned ass-largeness has been a tough pill to swallow. At almost 33 weeks, I currently weigh almost as much as I did when I delivered the twins. It's hard to feel very attractive with those numbers swimming in my head.<br />
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So, a couple weeks ago I decided I wanted to have a pair of maternity jeans, and ordered some jeggings from Old Navy. When they arrived, I tried them on, and even though they were, jeggings, afterall----those are leggings that look like jeans for those of you who haven't yet been introduced to a jegging---- I thought they were too tight/small, and I shoved them in the closet. <br />
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I did lots of self-talk about how a pair of jeggings, the numbers on the scale, or even the size of my arse don't define me, because I'm a daughter of the King, I'm a loving wife, I'm a good mama, etc. And friends, I <b><i>know</i></b> my jegging size has nothing to do with anything truly important, but whew! It's been hard.<br />
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So, this morning the girls and I had to hightail it out of the house at 8AM, because someone wanted to see our house (yes, we're still trying to sell our house---and an 8:30 showing---seriously?!), and I got out the jeggings to wear. I tugged and wrestled those suckers on (because really, with jeggings, I think there's a bit of a workout involved in getting them on, at least when you're pregnant, or maybe they really are just too small---if it's the latter, just don't tell me), and you know----they actually looked pretty good, and I felt pretty good. I think I might just be able to make it to the end of this pregnancy.<br />
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Thank you, Jesus for jeggings. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-21160485464148047652012-11-03T16:21:00.001-05:002012-11-03T16:21:38.486-05:00Mama Loves: Costumes and Time Change and SuchWelcome to another week of <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span>! I'm so thrilled that you stopped by!<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there!<br />
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<li>Melissa discovered the <a href="http://mamemusings.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-house-without-books-is-like-room.html">beauty that is the library this past week</a>. It's free, and a mountain of good times! As the mama of two book-lovin' little girls, I am thankful for the library and all the activities they offer kiddos. </li>
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So, the time change is tonight. Last year I shared <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/10/mama-loves-time-change.html">this</a>. When the girls were about six months old we went to see a sleep nurse a.k.a. <i>The Baby Whisperer</i>. She gave us tons of helpful information, including how to navigate the time change with your child's schedule. We've used it every year, and it's always gone pretty seamlessly. Maybe it will help you too?<br />
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I really, really, really enjoyed all the pumpkin-posts! So, I thought it might be fun to see all your Halloween posts! That way we'd have a big collection of twin and singleton costumes ideas for next year too. <br />
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Our girls were M&Ms this year:<br />
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Can't wait to see what you're loving!<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there!<br />
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It was so much fun to read all your pumpkin-themed posts last week!<br />
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Laila is my running partner and one of my boot camp instructors, more importantly, she's one of the most intentional, loving, and generous people I've ever met. She balances work and family and friendships with such grace. I'm so blessed that she lives right across the street from me, and that I can count her one of my dearest friends.<br />
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Last week Laila emailed me with a couple of her <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span>, and I figured there was no one better to tell you about them than Laila herself. So, here's Laila in her blogging debut giving you two fabulous "loves":<br />
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<a href="https://janeiredale.com/us/en/mineral-makeup/makeup-removal/magic-mitt.htm">The Jane Iredale Magic Mitt</a> is a cloth that cleanses your face with only water---it even takes off eye makeup! For whatever reason (because I chase a toddler most days) I'm exhausted when it comes to bedtime, even the thought of washing my face is a huge chore. <br />
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This little shammie makes taking off makeup quick, so that I can get to bed...where the real magic happens. LOL :)<br />
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We have literally brushed Nori's gums since she was six months old, and it's been a struggle every day since. Every night we have the same routine, which includes brushing teeth, so I just assumed it would eventually get easier, but it never has. It takes both Mike and I to get her brushed; he holds her down, while I scrub as best I can.<br />
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Until now...<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Colgate-Powered-goothbrush-Explorer-Colors/dp/B000MAQW78">the kids' electric toothbrush</a>! <br />
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It seems so simple, but I never considered it for a kid. Now, Nori gets so excited---"me do!"--because she can brush her teeth on her own. And I'm thrilled, because I know when she puts the toothbrush in her mouth, her teeth are getting cleaned better than when I was struggling to do it manually.<br />
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These toothbrushes come in just about any character, so maybe that can be an added incentive to have "Dora" help them brush their teeth.<br />
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Laila, thank you again for sharing your <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span> here.<br />
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Can't wait to see what you're loving this week!<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there!<br />
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A couple things to check out this week <br /><ul>
<li><a href="http://mamemusings.blogspot.com/2012/10/its-all-g.html">Bath products for Mama and little ones</a> that are free of all those yucky chemicals that Blogger won't acknowledge as real words. </li>
<li>Sippy cups that absolutely <a href="http://www.notjustanothermomoftwins.com/2012/10/sippy-cups-that-do-not-leak-heck-ya.html">don't leak</a>. Your search is over!</li>
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Spring is my favorite time of year, followed closely by fall. This is odd when I take a moment to think about it, because they're the two transition seasons. Ushering in the warm, or ushering the cold.<br />
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Transition is hard. But I can do hard things; even embrace them sometimes---like two little ladies I know. And, the fall too. Mostly, because fall = pumpkins.<br />
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I love all things pumpkin.<br />
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Last Saturday we took our girlies for our annual trip to the pumpkin patch. I'm such a sucker for comparison shots. We were taking the girls to "pick out their pumpkins" when they were <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2010/10/carcophony-of-fall-flavors.html">tiny</a>. Sometimes I build up these experiences in my mind, knowing that <i>really</i>, really they're too young to get it, but there will be pictures that we did it every. single. year. <br />
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Last year, the girls had a whole lot more input in their <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/10/abundant-sunshine.html">pumpkin choosing experience</a>.<br />
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And this year was a whole lot of fun! The girls went tromping through the pumpkin fields like experts.<br />
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But first, I just have to show you one thing. The girls were so excited to be sporting their new owl leg warmers:<br />
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Now, on to pumpkins.<br />
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This year the girls really liked big pumpkins:<br />
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So, our rule was that they needed to be able to <i>lift</i> the pumpkin (at least a little bit).<br />
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The girls had a great time running around the pumpkin fields. It was so fun to watch their strong legs carry them <b><i>all</i></b> the way to the end of the pumpkin fields. </div>
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We ended our pumpkin patch experience dancing to some bluegrass music. Brynne and Hadley had such a great time! Their carefree delight in pumpkins and music and dancing makes me smile till my face hurts. </div>
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So, let's see your pumpkin pictures, Mamas (and Papas)! Pumpkin carving, visits to the pumpkin patch, or just drinking a pumpkin spice latte. Any and all things pumpkin are welcome!<br />
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<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-22611388500469606592012-10-13T07:30:00.000-05:002012-10-13T07:30:01.421-05:00Mama Loves: Potty Talk Welcome to another week of <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span>! I'm so thrilled that you stopped by!<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there!<br />
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So, you might have heard, <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/10/adventures-in-potty-training.html">our girls are potty trained</a>. </div>
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I'm not about to tell you that there is some magic formula that will get your kid potty trained. I don't think that's true. Each child is unique, and you know your child better than anyone else. While I tend to be a rule follower in some respects, when it came to potty training, I tried to be intuitive to what would work best for each one of my daughters' personalities. </div>
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The method I based our training on was called the <a href="http://www.3daypottytraining.com/">Three Day Potty Training</a> method. You can read all sorts of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/3-Day-Potty-Training/217208018303244">testimonials and questions</a> about it. Take it for what it's worth. I enjoyed the plan, because it was a short----no books to read, just an e-book, more like an e-pamphlet. Short and sweet. </div>
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I also appreciated the detailed instructions, tips and even products to consider purchasing. For what it's worth, these are the products we loved to get us through the hard stuff. (Most of them are also mentioned here). </div>
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<li><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Goodnites-Disposable-Bed-Mats-Count/dp/B007E500KE">GoodNites Disposable Bed Mats</a>. Keeps down the laundry pile by protecting sheets while they sleep. </li>
<li><a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/11/mama-loves-babylegs.html">BabyLegs</a> to keep little legs warm. </li>
<li><a href="http://www.amazon.com/BABYBJORN-Toilet-Trainer-White-Black/dp/B0009PAN7Q/ref=sr_1_2?s=baby-products&ie=UTF8&qid=1349987298&sr=1-2&keywords=baby+bjorn+potty">Baby Bjorn Toilet Trainer</a> to make the big potty just right for little bottoms. </li>
<li><a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-Innovative-Teach-Talking-Nightlight/dp/B003D7KV0Q/ref=pd_sim_hg_1">This alarm clock</a> that turns green when it's okay to wake up for the day. Worth.Every.Penny!</li>
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Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-86360093519503666842012-10-11T16:01:00.001-05:002012-10-12T15:16:47.131-05:00Adventures in Potty TrainingSo. The girls are potty trained. Like, all the way potty trained. Nights and everything.<br />
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I think the whole process took 13 years off my life, but it's done, and I'm so proud of how well the girls are doing with it!<br />
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I really hesitated on whether or not to potty train them. We're still trying to sell the house, and then there's the baby. Both events, I've heard, can cause serious regression. I didn't want to have to clean up messes in a new house as we get settled, or with a newborn.<br />
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In the end, I decided that there was never going to be an "ideal" time to get this potty training thing done, so why not now?<br />
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I have many bloggy and real life friends, who have gone before me, so I had all kinds of resources/methods/plans/advice to read and listen to. Most recently I'd been reading B's advice over at <a href="http://littlegrovers.blogspot.com/">little grovers</a> about <a href="http://littlegrovers.blogspot.com/2012/09/we-like-to-potty-part-i.html">potty training her twin boys</a>. She used this <a href="http://www.3daypottytraining.com/">three-day method</a> that sounded intriguing to me. She emailed me some encouragement, and references, and we decided we'd take the plunge.<br />
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So, here's the thing with this plan---you get rid of all diapers day one.<br />
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So, on Monday when my husband called around 11 to ask what the accident count was---we were at 18. He called me back to say he was coming home early and was taking the next day off. <br />
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Love him!<br />
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So. With the three-day method, with twins it can take a day or two longer, and this proved to be true with our girls. Day four they finally (sorta) got the hang of things, and by day five they <i>really</i> had it down. Whew!<br />
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Okay. So, there you have it. Anything I missed, veterans? Anything you want to know, mamas who aren't there yet?<br />
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UPDATED: I knew there was more! My friend (the smart one with the tile and window clings), brought me a meal one night when the hubby wasn't home. This was a huge, wonderful thing she did, because that way I could concentrate on the girls, and not have to stop to prepare a meal. Highly recommend you prepare some meals ahead of time, or have a friend bring you a meal. Potty training is intense, and requires a lot of your attention. <br />
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<li>Mandy has found a<a href="http://twintrialsandtriumphs.blogspot.com/2012/10/mama-lovesmodeling-clay.html"> great alternative to crumbly play-doh</a>! If you strongly dislike the play-doh mess, you're gonna want to check this out!</li>
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A couple days ago, Mandy shared this "fabulous-ness" (in quotes because blogger won't acknowledge this as a real word---come on, blogger!) on her <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Twin-Trials-and-Triumphs/253229351379188?ref=ts&fref=ts">facebook page</a>. <br />
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<br />Mama love, <span style="font-size: large;">Love</span>, <span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="color: purple;">LOVES</span></b></span> this!<br />
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It's true. Our bodies are pretty incredible. They were carefully and uniquely knit together in our mama's womb, and they do many things. Maybe:<br />
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<li>your sparkling eyes look on others with love</li>
<li>your hands serve others by cooking meals, folding laundry, cleaning</li>
<li>your voice reads the same story a million times putting the same enthusiasm into every.single.word. the same way every time</li>
<li>your smile lights up a room</li>
<li>your mind creates beautiful things</li>
<li>your heart loves unceasingly and unconditionally (and will go on and on--ha!)</li>
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So, tell me. What do you love about your body? Do you talk about this with your children, or with your friends or family? What does this look like? <br />
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Can't wait to see what you're loving! Oh, and you're welcome for putting Celine Dion in your head on this fine fall afternoon. <br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">So. I realized earlier this week that I just completely forgot to do a <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span> last week. Doh! I was very under the weather Friday/Saturday last week, and we were in the middle of potty training (which turned out to be way harder and exhausting than I could have ever imagined it being). </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">So, Saturday just sort of came and went. Please forgive me? Over the past couple of weeks I've been tardy with my posts, before completely dropping the ball last week. I know some of you plan ahead to post/link up, which is particularly hard to do when there's nothing to link it to. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">...thank you to those of you who linked up your <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/09/mama-loves-real-life.html">Real Life</a>. I really enjoyed reading the comments under your posts. It seems you sharing the messes was blessings to your readers; to see a slice of the imperfect. Thanks for being vulnerable right along with me. </span></div>
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<li><span style="background-color: white;">I love this one! Krista shares <a href="http://dowdeyfamily.blogspot.com/2012/09/when-it-doesnt-work.html">a lovely story</a> about a craft/activity she planned for her son that didn't work out so well. </span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white;">Melissa gives us all <a href="http://mamemusings.blogspot.com/2012/09/just-keeping-it-real.html">a beautiful slice of her life</a>, and some very funny perception pictures that you should definitely check out! </span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white;">Sweet Melissa<a href="http://bumblebeegrace.blogspot.com/2012/08/a-social-media-dare.html"> inspired</a> this in the first place. Thank you for sharing your <a href="http://bumblebeegrace.blogspot.com/2012/09/real-life-in-photos.html">messes here</a>.</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white;">Dearest Mandy, thank you for bravely showing us your <a href="http://twintrialsandtriumphs.blogspot.com/2012/09/showing-you-my-ugly.html">kitchen counters</a>. </span></li>
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<span style="background-color: white;">And then Ginger, thank you for linking up your fabulous <a href="http://www.notjustanothermomoftwins.com/2012/09/ice-cream-mama-loves.html">"ice cream" idea</a>----genius, as always!</span></div>
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I've recently discovered our local swap and sell, and it is fabulous! I'm not opposed to yard/garage sales, it's just a lot of work, and involves waking up really early to get the good stuff. </div>
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This is, literally, a virtual garage sale. And you get to meet some cool people too! (And, it's way less scary than Craig's List). </div>
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I've met people at their homes, at Starbucks (great excuse to get one of those pumpkins spice lattes, you know, since I was already there), and even the parking lot of Walgreens. It's been fun to connect with other moms around the area, and to find gear/clothing at much cheaper prices. And, it's </div>
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So, if you live near me, and are not hooked up to the swap and sell, let me know, I'll invite you to join! And, if you don't live near me, and you don't know of one that exists, start your own! It's easy:</div>
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(We've been full-on potty training and then I've been sick on top of that---so exhausting!) <br />
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I wanted to thank each of you that has reached out with encouragement, good thoughts, and prayers for our <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/08/every-little-thing-is-gonna-be-alright.html">little baby's heart</a>. <br />
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<a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-belong-to-each-other.html">We belong to each other.</a> You've revealed that truth to me over and over and over again. <br />
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In the minutes, hours, days after I posted about little Pat's heart, prayers, words of encouragement, kind thoughts and personal experiences came pouring in. We were embraced and uplifted in love by so many people---some we've never even met. <br />
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Amazing! (My sweet friend's <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/07/yes.html">prayers for me to be amazed</a> have been answered in more ways than one) <br />
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The echocardiogram revealed that our baby's heart has healed. The perinatologist spent a lot of time looking at our baby's tiny beating heart. He said there might be an <i>itsy bitsy, pin-sized</i> hole, but the ultrasound couldn't demonstrate it definitively. <br />
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He said our baby's heart was beautiful. <br />
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So. Thank you.<br />
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Sharing with <a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/09/what-every-hard-week-needs-to-know/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HolyExperience+%28Holy+Experience%29">Ann</a>. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-23319417518032347292012-09-16T21:13:00.000-05:002012-09-16T21:13:28.014-05:00Mama Loves: Real LifeWelcome to another week of <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span>! I'm so thrilled that you stopped by!<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there! <br />
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Great ideas from the past week:<br />
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<li>Melissa shared some great websites, facebook pages and apps that can help with meal planning. Perfect for busy mamas! And even a great tip for cleaning baked-on food off pots and pans. That tip alone is reason enough to check out her <a href="http://mamemusings.blogspot.com/2012/09/cooking-for-non-cooker.html">great post</a>! </li>
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So, we've been doing this <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span> thing for over a year now. I <i>love</i> all of the awesome, creative, cleverness that I've seen over the past year. It has definitely made me a better mama.<br />
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My friend Melissa has a different idea. She is <a href="http://bumblebeegrace.blogspot.com/2012/08/a-social-media-dare.html">daring mamas</a> to reveal their messiness. She suggests that maybe, by revealing our messiness, we can encourage one another too. Earlier this week I wrote a bit about <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/09/real-life.html">real life</a> mess and <a href="http://dowdeyfamily.blogspot.com/">Krista</a> had the awesome idea to have a <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span> link up revolving around this concept.<br />
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Krista, love this idea! You rock!<br />
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So. This week, is Mama Loves: Real Life. Where we reveal our messes. <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-belong-to-each-other.html">We belong to each other</a>, sharing in this journey of mama-ing. We can encourage in our brilliant ideas <b><i>and </i></b>in our moments of imperfection.<br />
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Unmade beds, sinks full of dishes, piles of laundry, abandoned play.<br />
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Here's my real life: <br />
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I dare you to join us! Older posts are welcome too!<br />
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I can't wait to see your messes this week! <br />
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The snapshot of a <i>perfect</i> moment.<br />
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I pin it. <i>Brynne and Hadley would love to do that</i>, I think. <br />
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I sigh, recalling our morning. I woke up exhausted. My allergies were in full effect, so I took the only thing that is safe and somewhat effective---Benedryl, which makes me even more exhausted. I ached too---the effects of over-doing it again at boot camp. I can't seem to reconcile my pregnant body with my competitive, athletic heart. What I wouldn't give to be able to pop a few ibuprofen. <br />
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I glanced at the clock, it was almost 11, and the girls are still in their pajamas, and so was I. Getting the three of us dressed just felt like a chore.<br />
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We read some books that were strewn about the living room. I asked the girls if they'd let me rest for a minute, and this erupted in two crying toddlers that now needed their noses wiped in addition to needing a change of clothes. <br />
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So, we abandoned the books, to organize the five puzzles that the girls have dumped together in a pile. <i>What a mess</i>, indeed.<br />
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My day isn't even note-worthy, let alone Pinterest-worthy. <br />
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The temptation for me is to compare my day with the mama-extraordinaire whose craft I just pinned. Then, to feel tragically sorry for my girls who got the boring mama. Right next to <a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/entertaining-toddlers/">board with toddler crafts</a> is the board with<a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/words/"> encouraging words</a>. I see this:<br />
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Sarcastically I think, <i>Mr. Roosevelt hasn't seen this woman's craft.</i> <br />
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I know, deep in my soul that I am the very best mama for Brynne and Hadley. I know that comparing myself to other mamas does steal my joy. And there are certainly days when we do things that rival that super-mama and her fantastic craft.<br />
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And days like today? It's okay to have days like this. Really. It is. <br />
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And you know what else? That super-mama has days like mine too, guaranteed. She just doesn't take pictures of them and put them on Pinterest. <br />
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My sweet friend, Melissa <a href="http://bumblebeegrace.blogspot.com/2012/08/a-social-media-dare.html">suggested recently</a> that maybe it isn't the Pinterest-worthy moments that are most encouraging. Maybe it's those messy, real life, books-strewn-across-the-floor, two-toddlers-in-their-pajamas-till-noon kind of days that encourage best.<br />
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Maybe we should take pictures of the mess that is everyday, real life. <br />
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I've found this new (to me) blog, <a href="http://rachelmariemartin.blogspot.com/">finding joy</a>. She writes these <a href="http://rachelmariemartin.blogspot.com/2012/07/dear-mom-letters.html">"dear mom letters"</a> to encourage mamas. To make days like mine okay, normal, enough okay. She says <a href="http://rachelmariemartin.blogspot.com/2012/09/dear-mom-on-hard-days.html">this</a>: <br />
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Read stories. And on and on and on. That's normal. That's real. </i>~Rachel Martin</blockquote>
There is a sacredness, a comfort in the mundane of everyday. The routine of living. The nothing special. When things are hard, that's where we go---to the familiar.<br />
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That's real life. That is okay. Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227900123820813021noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690935211287966710.post-15181129841040712182012-09-10T15:33:00.002-05:002012-09-10T15:34:16.856-05:00Mama Loves: Construction Welcome to another week of <span style="color: purple;"><b>Mama Loves</b></span>! I'm so thrilled that you stopped by!<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there! <br />
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The winner of the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/09/mama-loves-free-laundry-giveaway.html">Nellie's All-Natural Giveaway</a> last week is Emily from <a href="http://hsquaredblog.wordpress.com/">hsquaredblog</a>. Congrats, Emily! If you have a second, go say hi to Emily, give her some twin mama encouragement, and see some super cute pictures of her daughters Haley and Hazel. <br />
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A few great mama-ideas from last week:<br />
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Every time my girls passed by a construction site, we call all the equipment "tractors"---mostly because I don't know the technical names for most of them. <br />
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So, my friend Ellyn suggested the book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Goodnight-Construction-Sherri-Duskey-Rinker/dp/0811877825/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1347308541&sr=8-1&keywords=goodnight+goodnight+construction+site">Goodnight, Goodnight Construction Site</a>. <br />
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The book has rhythm and rhyme and talks about several different kinds of construction equipment. The girls love to read it, and now when we drive past construction sites, they can point out the bulldozers and excavators (and so can Mama!).<br />
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Not sure what <b><span style="color: purple;">Mama Loves</span></b> is? Check out the <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/p/mama-loves.html">Mama Loves page</a> for the scoop on what Mama Loves is all about.<br />
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Also---to see all the amazing ideas that have been shared here, check out the <b><a href="http://pinterest.com/pontifications/mama-loves/">Mama Loves Pinterest page</a></b>. So many crazy-good ideas there!<br />
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There's some great ideas from last week I'm eager to share with you!<br />
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<li>Before twins, Emily worked with infants in a daycare. <a href="http://hsquaredblog.wordpress.com/2012/08/16/art/">She'll tell you all about how you don't have to wait till your kiddos are older to do crafts.</a> Her six-month-olds fingerpainted some beautiful masterpieces with edible fingerpaints. She includes the recipe and tips for making the project all come together. Check it out! </li>
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<li>Melissa's twins <a href="http://bumblebeegrace.blogspot.com/2012/08/mama-loves-mr-eric.html">love a series of books by Eric Litwin about Pete the Cat</a>. </li>
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<li>Laura loves organizing her girls' lunch boxes by using Ball freezer jars---an inexpensive, eco-friendly way to pack lunches. <a href="http://pruningprincesses.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-organized-lunch-boxes.html">She'll tell you all about it</a>. </li>
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<li>Cat will tell you about the most awesome idea to both <a href="http://juggelingactoflife.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-had-it.html">give her children responsibility and to keep peace in her home.</a> You must check this one out! </li>
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A few weeks ago I <a href="http://pontificationsofatwinmom.blogspot.com/2012/08/mama-loves-clean-diapers-and-another.html">told you</a> about <a href="http://www.nelliesallnatural.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=5">Nellie's All Natural Laundry Soda</a>. <br />
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This tiny little bag gives you a whopping 50 loads of laundry, and does a pretty stellar job of getting everything clean, especially our cloth diapers.<br />
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What's beautiful about this laundry soda is that it's dye-free and perfume-free. Perfect for babies' sensitive skin, and free of all those harsh chemicals for the health and well-being of your entire family. <br />
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Nellie's Naturals is giving away one of these to one of my readers. <span style="font-size: large;"><b>That's 50 loads of laundry for free!!</b></span><br />
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To enter to win please do two things: <br />
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<li>Go <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Nellies-All-Natural/127133350678656"><b>"Like"</b> Nellie's All-Natural on facebook</a></li>
<li>Then, <b>leave a comment</b> letting me know you liked them, and tell me one thing you've done to make your home a little more "green"----<b>hint</b>: It can be as simple as what my friend SarahFae does in the bathroom; <a href="http://redemptioninprogress.wordpress.com/2012/08/25/green-in-the-bathroom/">they reuse their towels a couple times before washing them</a>. </li>
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That's it. Just those two little things will get you entered to win.<br />
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Entries will be accepted through Friday, September 7th at 5PM (CST). <br />
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Can't wait to see what you're loving this week!<br />
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