Can It Really Be Time???

I look at the twins and freak out! Claire is pulling up to anything that will stand still and hold her and sometimes, well lots of times,she ends up bumping her head as she falls. As round as her body is she should roll like a ball, but she always thumps her head. Noah doesn't really try to stand but he is mobile on his belly. Both babies try very hard to get down the stairs or eat anything laying around. Can it really be time for this already?I mean wasn't it just yesterday they were coming home from the hospital? So far the only great big difference I have found with 2, is that time really passes by without being able to sit and ponder each baby
milestone. You are too busy. I feel like even though I am always there, I miss alot!! ...Later....Polly

Lazy Days of Summer??

I have always heard of the lazy days of summer, but I can't seem to pull one off to save my life. Now that regular ball season is over, we start all star tournaments. I am thrilled at the talent of my children, and I encourage them to play if they want to commit to that, but gosh the running is enough to make you nuts! We practise 3/4 days a week and travel on the weekends. It gets quite expensive and the babies are major home bodies. My house just keeps getting buried under dirty clothes and dishes that we pile up on our way to and from the door. One day I'll look back and think "My where did the time go when my kids were little and played ball?"But you know as hectic as it is now, I don't want that day to come. I don't look forward to them being up and grown... Later..Polly

Yesterdays and Todays

As Sunday fast approaches along with my 12 anniversary I remember back to the me I was then. I don't think I have really changed all that much. I mean I am more appreciative of life, more able to "stop and smell the roses", I realize the importance of my family and most especially my husband. But I am still the same crazy person who goes out of her way to try to make people laugh. I was blessed with an abundance of optimism and can always find something to be positive about, even when all I really want is to cry. My marriage has matured along with my unending love for my husband. I still think about him when he is not with me, and I still get little heart flutters when he walks in the door from work. I have a very hard time staying mad at him even when he P#$$#$ me off. I can't even begin to think of my life without him in it. He is my best friend, my inspiration, my critic, and my support. Neither one of us is perfect, but we are perfect for each other.......Later..... Polly