Saturday, July 12, 2008

7am wake up call!

Knock Knock.. pound pound on our bedroom door at 7am everyday by our youngest twin demanding he be let in to share his morning thoughts with us.

What a way to wake up every day!

A few months ago we started locking our bedroom door at night, aforementioned youngest twin had gotten into the nasty habit of coming in during the night, steam rolling his way in between James and I and taking over the bed. James would, on most nights, just get up and sleep on the sofa. I had had enough and started locking our door. The door is actually a set of double doors, and so when Spencer starts banging at Oh Dark Early each day, the doors shake a bit and he stands talking between the two doors.

I suppose it's even funnier because this Texas born little boy speaks like he's from Boston and that accent is so cute.

Most mornings I'm pulled out of a deep sleep and can barely crack an eyelid open before we've received a litany of verbage from him about what he needs to tell us. Usually consisting of why he needs to eat cold leftover pizza for breakfast, and that he needs a drink.

Add to that his 2 older brothers who at some point join in the game and stand there and try to open the door as well.

Casey, our nearly 8 year old has actually become a bit of a lock picker... granted it's not Ft. Knox, but he's been known to get that door unlocked. He tells me that he uses either a poker of sorts, we do have a few of them around in case any of them lock themselves in, but he's quite adept at doing it himself.

So then the fun begins.. in they all come, Spencer, aka Tank, worms his way in between James and I, Owen, our older twin stands there asking for Moke.. (translated from 4 year old speak into Milk), and Casey laying on the floor in a heap of whining and fake tears that he didn't get to lay between mom and dad.

Ah, the joy.

So James and I are pulled from bed, and our day begins!

Love those boys!

Friday, July 11, 2008

Now what?


So I've been inspired to start blogging by my friend Kristen who blogs here. She's funny and witty and driven mad on a daily basis by her kids, as am I, so I thought why shouldn't I share the insanity?

My life these days is upside down.

I don't know if I need to introduce myself, who will be reading this anyway?

So, here goes, a short bio..

James and I have been married 19 1/2 years, January 09 will be our 2oth. WOW!
We have 3 sons... Casey is nearly 8 and like Kristen, we have twins, although we have boys, Owen and Spencer who just turned 4 in May.

So needless to say, we're busy.

I stay at home at this point, although I am eager to get out in the world and find my way away from the kids.

It occured to me, oh, a while ago I guess, that I never found out what I wanted to be when I grew up. I stumbled through childhood and the teenage years, literally bumped into my husband at work one day, got married at 20, and spent the next round about 11 years or so trying to become a parent.

The insanity of my days now makes me wonder if the heavens weren't trying to tell me something all those years when my body wasn't getting pregnant. Maybe we had HUGE caution lights blinking at us and we were too dumb to see them. Probably. I've now been suffering from baby brain for 8 years, I would have thought it would have gotten better by now, but no.
I'm forgetful, blank lots of times, and still very blond.

So, as to the title of the little blog thingy, Now what?

Ok, so we've got the kids, finally... tales of how the kids came to be at a later date.. but now they are here, they are all in one piece, all walk, talk, scream, laugh, cry and are seeming to be normally functioning little people, all with good chances of being real members of the human race one day. The question for me though, is what do I do now?

The endless sleepless nights are over, the kids are all in some sort of school/preschool thing now, and I am seeing the tiniest of lights at the end of the tunnel... some of my old freedom is coming back, but what do I do with it?

About a year ago I decided to go back to school to study medical coding. A year later I've taken 3 classes and have plans to take 2 more in the fall, but at the snails pace I'm going, I might be done by the time the boys graduate. I know it takes time.

Maybe I'm having midlife crisis... probably am... turned 40 in March.... NEVER thought that would happen.

Life is upside now... husband is looking for a new job... we've got a few good prospects, but it's scary.

I've just had this thought.... for the last 19 years or so I've never taken the time to think about what I would do... down the road past the kids that James was always POSITIVE we would have.
My life hasn't ended up quite where I thought it would. But I know I'm not any different from anyone else in that, so I'm not complaining. I'm just not sure what to do now.

I spend a lot of time thinking about it...
I guess I'll do more of it here...

here's to figuring it out!