4 Straight Days

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I am posting this early as a warning for those who need it: this blog is HEAVY on the baby talk and pictures. You may want to skip if that is currently hard for you. If not, this blog began over a year ago with this first post and is now primarily about life with our twins after thirty cycles of trying to conceive, eight months of Clomid, three IUI's with injectible meds, countless blood tests, antidepressants, therapy, adoption paperwork, five foster kids and finally one successful IVF!

I am thankful for many things this Thanksgiving, but one thing I will say I am super thankful for is the fact that I had four days off. I have been counting down to my four straight days with my monkeys for awhile.

Four straight days of just regular old life. We weren't going anywhere, just hanging out here and I could not wait! I could be like a stay at home mom for a weekend.

Well . . . I have had SO much fun.

I am also tired. Really tired. Tired as hell.

My mom currently takes care of the monkeys and I realized that I really need to give her a medal. I should actually give her a lot more money, like all of my money, but then I couldn't pay bills so she is going to have to make do with a medal and a big blogosphere shout out of THANK YOU VERY MUCH!! This is hard. Oh yeah.

But it's fun and I love it! We have snuggled in the morning and played all day. We went to a Thanksgiving celebration, we have been shopping, we went to hubby's moms house, I baked things, we went to hubby's sister's house, and we have had snuggle mania like no tomorrow. Unfortunately, tomorrow is coming. It's my last day of 24/7 snuggles.

Of course there has been drama. Poor Oshy is a miserable Oshy who is cutting teeth. Ever has been a drama queen who needs mommy snuggles ALL. THE. TIME. Would you like to know the upside of that? She did what I have been waiting for since they were born! She . . . .

REACHED HER ARMS OUT SO THAT I WOULD HOLD HER!! YES!!

I don't know why, but I have been waiting for the arms being outreached to me. I know they are happy to see me at the end of the day, but I have been wanting this and I was so excited about it.

As it is now the holiday season, I have been a sappy mess. Infertiles and holidays do not mix at all. Last holiday I was happy, but still scared. Now I am happy. I put up the tree and it brought tears to my eyes. I am just so freakin' excited to have the monkeys this season. Their first Christmas jammies have been purchased as well as a Christmas Eve outfit and a Christmas day outfit. It doesn't seem true. I feel like it's unhealthy that reality hasn't seemed to hit me full force yet. Is this really happening to me? My dreams really did come true? Weird!

The other thing I did was clean. I am not a cleaner. I hate cleaning. The phrases "I should really clean the house" and "yeah right, cleaning sucks" blend together so quickly in my thought processes that it doesn't really happen often. I took my wedding ring off to clean. And then lost it.

You heard right. I lost my ring. I LOVE my ring. Hubby picked it out and surprised me with it on a vacation in San Diego. It's beautiful. It means a lot to me. I cried and cried. I totally freaked out. I went to pick up babies from their grandma's and called my mommy to complain about this terrible tragedy. Hubby beeped in to let me know that he found it in the cabinet above the stove?

Crisis averted! I won't be doing that again. Cleaning I mean. I totally blame the cleaning.

It's been a fun four days. I am thankful for them. Now the countdown will be on until Christmas break . . . .

I almost forgot. We had a big milestone this weekend. The babies took their first bath in the big tub!



These two traveled all over the tub trying to keep hold of the duckies and enjoying their freedom.



Ever is a hoarder. I'm serious. She has to hoard everything. Even rubber duckies.