One foot in front of the other

You can apply it to anything in life really. I feel like I'm merely surviving lately. One foot in front of the other...left right left right. There is no "thriving". Just day in and day out, non-stop chaos that I call my reality. Get babies dressed, get lunches and bottles made, get everyone to work/school, get everyone home, fed, bathed, loved on, put to bed, chores, board meetings, bill paying, running, preschool dance class, grad school work, have I mentioned tax season yet? Repeat. I am too tired to keep writing about my tiring days. But I just have to keep moving.

I like running. I don't love it, but I like it. It's my release and what keeps me strong mentally, the physical gain is just a side-effect to me. I love a good challenge and running is just my speed. If I'm feeling depressed, a long run is the remedy. Stressed? Let's do a quick 3.1. Regardless, I always feel accomplished when I hit the "end" button on my watch.

I long to be able to hit "end" at the end of a long, tiresome, day...at least "pause". I just want to be able to feel accomplished at the end of the day. But there is always something unresolved that causes my mind to continue running. They say "run a race in thirds: the first with your head, the second with your personality and the third with your heart." I have the first two covered, but for whatever reason, my heart just isn't in this day to day race.

I just want to be with my babies, I feel like I'm missing too much and everything is just running in a blur past me. I want to keep up, I want to catch up...but wherever I am running, to or from, I never seem to reach the finish line.

So let me tell you about December....

In pictures, of course!

We welcomed "Frederick" our resident Elf on the Shelf

Rex, Kinsley and Stevie are birthday week friends for life (yes that's Stevie's real hair ;)

I think he was about 13-14 pounds around this point

Layla starred in her very first Christmas Musical

 My sweet first baby

Too many Target shopping trips took place, and too much Tinkerbell lipgloss was applied

The backseat was never empty

Layla had her very own Hello Kitty pink girly girl tree in her bedroom

 Rex turned into a man

I, and Nordstrom, wrapped much too many gifts

 We all (planned on) particpating in a wedding....$1,000 dollars in dresses, tuxes, Vegas bachelor parties, showers and extra strenth tylenol later, plus one sick flower girl who had to be taken home 20 minutes before the ceremony....at least we got a decent photo out of it?

 Wild child got spoiled with her first pair of Ugg boots by Aunt Angela...unfortunately, Uggs are not waterproofed against toddler barf...just sayin'

 My sweet baby boy's first Christmas

 What we call our house

 There are just too many things wrong with this picture

So, I got a little excited

My heart was full

It took an act of congress to get this photo, and it's not even that great....so goes life with 2 babes :)

Stay tuned in 3 more months for the next mediocre blog post...I kid. I'm back....I think.

Newborn Photo Sneak Peek

Welcome Baby BOY Rex!

I'll let the pictures do the talking for now, I have a hungry baby and a wild 2 year old on my hands!

Born September 22, 2010 8:46 pm 8 lbs. 5 oz. 21 inches

Camels & "All the Animals"

We have been taking Layla on outings each weekend to spend some quality time with her before her baby sister or brother arrives. Weekend before last we took her to the zoo. She kept saying "there are ALLL the animals here Mama". Her favorites were the baby penguins and the flamingos. She was terrified of the giraffe, if I had let go of her she would have still been able to cling to my chest she was holding on so tight. It is neat there because you can go on camel rides (which her and Daddy did) and feed the giraffes, etc. They also have neat fountains and water features for little ones to splash around in. She loved it and Mommy got a good workout too :)

Baby update: Praise the Lord they flipped to head down!!!! As an added bonus, as of last week, I was one centimeter dilated and "soft". I go back for my 38 week appointment tomorrow morning so hopefully I've made even more progress since then. I can't wait to meet my sweet baby girl/boy. I joke with Mark that the baby is going to have whiplash from me flipping him/her over to see what it is ;)