Lissa's Blog~My Life as a Mommy of Twin Monkey Boys & Baby Porkchop!: January 2007

Today was an interesting day....Alexander has learned to say "No".....enough said...Evan, who's always two weeks behind with everything will get there I'm sure....Evan did a mischief to his brother, who came to me sobbing...and it was over in 30 seconds. (Sadly because they've had so many "mischiefs".....they both know exactly how to use an ice pack....by themselves.) After he was done with his "Winnie the Pooh" ice pack....Alexander was best friends with Evan again...Evan must have "apologized" because he brought his brother a "binky".....Then they happily ran off to play. They now speak in what I'm assuming is "twin language"...they always have...it's just now VERY fluent....It actually sort of sounds like Chinese?!? Or rather..people "plotting" again me, in Chinese. A few moments later, as I decided to change Evan's pants....Alexander came into the nursery, threw his hands up and said, "Aught oh!" Apparently something bad had happened, yet he had no idea how !?! I hadn't heard a crash...or crying so I couldn't imagine...I finished up with Evan and we all walked into the living room where I found...the curtains in our big front window sliding off of the curtain rod onto the floor....Well, I thought...this is something new. After this 30 minutes....yes all this happened in probably less than 30 minutes...I decided we ALL needed a nap. After lunch I decided to put together the babies' play tent....as I was tired of reading, singing, dancing and picking crayons up off of the kitchen floor...If you are ever feeling too good about yourself...buy a child's tent that comes with only 3 parts...(the actual tent and 2 very long poles) and try to put this together....I read the instructions....then I took the kittens out of the tent....then I flattened out the material as recommended by the manufactors...then I got the dogs off the material...then I referred back to the instructions...then I got the kittens and the dogs off the tent...as I tried to feed the poles thru the material, I knocked a few things over on our dinning room table ( in my defense the poles are about 4' long). I ran over to make sure I had not broken anything...and then took the babies off of the material...Finally everyone was put onto the OTHER side of the baby gate....I continued to struggle with this stupid tent...the boys ran for their drinks and blankets and make themselves comfortable watching....Then they must have gotten bored because they left for the nursery. I wasn't feeling toooo bad (physically) until I started with this tent..but by now....I could specifically feel each one of my various injuires (ache, throb, spasm, stab, burn etc.) It was all very dramatic....by now I'd had it.. I began to cry (for about a minute) because "what kind of mother am I if I can't even put a tent (that has 3 pieces) together for her children who survived death? Somehow my children would suffer because their mother couldn't do this one small thing....! After my 1 minute cry was over....I went into the nursery and sat down....Evan ran over to me with his blankie, Alexander put his BIG wooden Rosary around my neck and all was well. I was still loved and no one noticed my short-coming. Later on, Matthew had to remind me to remove this same Rosary before I went to the Giant.....There I conquered the war of the grocery bill~using my shopping savy (taught to me by my mother and using lots of coupons)....by spending $147.00 on groceries and only paying $95.00!!! In the cart contained all of the babies' favorite meals and snacks! I had proved my self worthy once again! At least in the world of grocery shopping... I was a goddess!....:)) I felt as though I was the cat's meow as I drove home...until I walked into the front door and heard two little munchkins calling "Mom!" I smiled to myself thinking, "I am the cat's meow"....to the two little people in this world who really matter.....:) xo