This is why we don't leave the house

The girls were in rare form today. Crying. Laughing. Screaming. Roaring.
(the lion kind)

We were supposed to go to my friend's son's 1st birthday party today. I was so looking forward to this. Apparently, the girls were not.
They took their morning nap and I hoped and prayed they would be different babies when they woke up. 
I WAS WRONG.
Not different. More of the same. Crying. Hitting. Giggling. Teething. Pooping.
There was no way I could take them out in public. I envisioned what the party would have been like.

It would have taken me an hour (at least. if you know me you know my kind of hour is actually 2) to get them ready, bag packed and myself ready. Then I would have put them in the car and headed off. We may have been there 3 minutes before the screaming would have started.
Other mothers would have stared at me.

"Look at that poor girl. Twins can't be that hard, she just doesn't know what she's doing. Look, she's a mess. Who brings twins to a party? It was so nice with all the other 15 well behaved children who were playing quietly before SHE got here. What does she do to them? It must be her. I know I would do it differently. Oh, now she's gone and done it. She put that THING in their mouths to try to keep them quiet. Pacifiers! I would NEVER give that to my child at 13 MONTHS! My child would never behave this way. My child never even needed a pacifier. My child is amazing and gifted.
Did you see her too? It's not "baby weight" if your baby is 13 months old. Heh."
::dies of judgment::
We would have left 20 minutes later.

This is what goes through my mind when I leave the house. People stare and ask/say inappropriate things because I have 2 babies of the same age. That gives me them the right to ask me whatever they want, whenever they feel suited to.

So we didn't go to the party. I put orajel on pained gums, gave snuggles and fed them popsicles. My ears bled from the screaming every now and then but no one else knew what the day was like.
Except you now.
I can feel you judging me. I swear I'm a good mom and they are good kids who are well-behaved 70% of the time and I'll lose the weight some day.
Ok, I swear to at least 2 of those things.

Life Should Sparkle

There are some things about the internet I absolutely love. Pinterest.com is one of them.

If you aren't aware what Pinterest.com is, you are missing out, yo.

 I think this MULTIPLE times a day. Whether the screaming is in unison by two 10 month olds I know or my husband is grinding my last nerve or someone must have broken into my home and stolen my last can of Coke because I know no one would dare touch it, but now it's gone.

(from housebeautiful.com)

Chocolate walls. Gorgeous. I'm thinking of redoing our bedroom. Chocolate walls with soft pinks? Grays? Crisp white? So Many Choices!

Gorgeous. Now I just need to convince my husband he should live bathed in pink.

Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty, Little Ball Of Furrrrrrrr

If I thought this more often, my life would be less stressful. I believe we all need to remind ourselves to calm the fuck down every now and then.

Sometimes, you just HAVE to dance.

I love fascinators. I've loved them for a long time. The difficult thing is finding somewhere to wear it to that's appropriate or just saying, Eff it, I don't care what people think and I'm wearing what I want because it makes me feel pretty.

I pray that I am a good enough mother to do everything in my power to NOT teach the girls this. To do everything I can to change the pressures and expectations that they experience every day. I will do my best to teach them how beautiful they are inside and out. THAT is one of the most important things I can do for them as their mother.

Who doesn't love Gone With The Wind?

There are so many times when we need to just LET GO. It's very difficult for me but I am doing my best to let God take over.

This ring is gorgeous. It's the perfect size cocktail ring. I get compliments on it all the time.

Putting folded sheet sets INSIDE their pillowcases. GENIUS.

I love that I can tell the girls that I watched a Prince and Princess get married and that Lyla watched it also. (Scarlett clearly got her ability to sleep in from me.)

This is my life. This is the song I sing to my husband, the lullaby I hum to my babies and the deep desire I have for them to be bathed in sunshine.

Do you remember Supermarket Sweep? That was awesome!

I need to repeat this to myself multiple times a day.

This is one of my top 3 movies. Emily Blunt is divine.

Dior. What else is there to say? I love everything about it. Cosmetics, fashion, perfume.

J'adore- luxury!

Easter

Do you celebrate Easter? We do.

I have the girls dresses and sun hats all ready. I need to find them shoes but we're going to the mall to meet the Easter Bunny tomorrow so I'll find some there.

Can we talk about the Easter Bunny? My guess is it's going to be freak out central the minute they get near him. Scarlett will be cool about it, unsure but inquisitive. Lyla? Melt down city. She is going to freak the f out. I mean, scream at the top of her lungs, cling to Mama-lose it. I sincerely hope this is not the case and we can at least get our $20 photo and be on our merrily way. We'll have to see.

What do you eat on Easter in your house? Easter Saturday we do kielbasa and babka. (I'm totally 50% Polish so that's what we do. Crack a Polish joke and I crack yo ass.) Easter Sunday we'll go to Church and then have ham and pineapple and veggies along with about 4 different pies.

Easter also means it's the girls very first Easter. The very first time they'll be able to sit at the table in their high chairs and eat the same food we'll be eating. I'm excited about it in a way only a crazy person is.

Easter also brings me back to last year. The night before Easter (around 8pm), the husband and I went to a root beer stand. We got black cows and ice cream cones. I was about 29 weeks pregnant.

I was walking up to our apartment on the second floor and my flip flop slipped. I lost my footing and fell with into the top step. The top step has a metal beading across it. It felt like the world was in slow motion at that moment. The husband panicked and I just stood on the stairs with my back against the wall.

The girls were active but not so active leading up to this point. Probably because Scarlett took up all the room and she was being lazy at that point.

I start hyperventilating and sobbing. I start to lose any sense of myself that I had. I apologized furiously to my husband and my stomach for not watching every step I took like a hawk. I held my stomach and rubbed the sore part where the metal beading had slammed against. There was root beer and ice cream covering the landing in front of our door.

We went in the house and I called my OB. She asked if I felt movement. I told her I hadn't felt a movement since earlier that day so no, not even with the trauma of the fall did I feel a flutter. Heeding her advice, we rushed 40 minutes and a different state to the hospital that we had chosen to have the ladies at. I was hooked up immediately and found 2 fantastic little heartbeats.

They kept me overnight for observation but everything turned out fine.

I remember calling my parents and hearing my entire family sitting down for lunch as I was strapped to a hospital bed by an IV and 2 fetal heart monitors. Luckily, I have an amazing husband who ran home at 3 am (when I was finally put into my own room) and brought my lap top and 2 seasons of Weeds so we had something to do. It was really the only thing that saved my sanity that day.

I also had amazing women on a message board who prayed for me and the ladies. Who took time out of their day to worry about us and send thoughts to us. I never got to really say it but Thank You.

A New Blog

Hello All!

Addy here. It's been a long time, I've missed you.

The Addytwins are 10 months old now and thankfully go to bed at 7pm. That leaves me blogging time!

I'm here to tell you what it's like to be the mom of fraternal girl/girl twins, wife of a video-gamer, Red Sox fan and all around nut-job (which I say lovingly.)

You'll find pictures of the ladies which I hope you will love and not try to steal. (Yes, I'm looking at you.)

I'll give you some recipes, beauty loves and all around ramblings that run around in my head like a hamster wheel.

If you made it through this initial post, congrats! Welcome! Take your jacket off, make yourself comfortable and stay awhile.