A moment

Of late, the twins have been fighting more over certain toys.  It could be something random, like a book, or it could be the other's favorite toy.  It's not uncommon for me to hear Sabrina's high pitched squeal or Sammy's yell over a prized possession.

Today, they were playing quite nicely.  I ran as fast as I could upstairs to quickly put their laundry away.  We have a loft that overlooks the family room, so I can continuously check on them for the five minutes I'm not with them.

When I peeked over the edge today I saw the sweetest thing.  Sammy was sitting next to Sabrina, who was laying on a blanket, tummy down, just looking at him.

He was patting her back. 

I swear, these moments just kill me. 

So precious. 

So sweet. 

So innocent.

I just love moments like this.

The part of motherhood I could deal without

There are so many things about being a mother that I love.  I could go on and on all day long.  I love the way the babies smell after a fresh bath with their lotion on.  I love the way each of them have their unique smile that they flash only for me.  I love how Sammy will wobble up to my legs and grab me all the way around as if he never wants to let go.  And I love how my precious daughter shares her special kisses with me.

Oh, there are so many things that I love about being a mom.

But there is one thing that I could really deal without.

It isn't the lack of sleep, "me" time, or craziness of the everyday.  It isn't the dirty diapers, loads of laundry, or constant mess.

Nope.  I can deal with all of that. 

What I cannot deal with is ouchies.

Boo boos, bumps, scraps, bruises, and sickness are all things I wish would never enter my children's lives.  And I suspect, if I'm not certain, that every mother would back me up on this.

I've said it once and I'll say it again.  My daughter WILL be the death of me.  For one, she has NO fear and I mean it.  She approaches any situation head on and going fast.  Which is why I know she is going to be my bumped up child.

She took a pretty nasty dive on Memorial Day from the grass to the concrete sidewalk.  She was near running and it was on a slant and even though daddy was less then two feet behind her, it didn't matter.  Face first she went into the sidewalk.

My immediate reaction?  A deep breath and my hands went over my eyes.  Then less then one second later I ran to her.  Jason had her and I did what I never thought I would do.  I grabbed her from him.  Sorry babe!

Though I know she was being comforted by daddy, I still wanted to hold, kiss, and hug her and let her know she was alright.  Daddy knew I needed to hold her more in that moment then he did, which is a testament to him not only being a wonderful father, but a husband as well. 

She had a red mark from the fall about the size of a quarter, which was on its way to healing quickly.

Until today.

Again, she moved too fast for her feet and fell again.  This time there were THREE adults around her and we couldn't move fast enough.  She recovered much more quickly than Monday.  In fact, it barely phased her.

But how I wish that it barely phased me.

I can barely handle a bump and a scrap.  How will I make it through the bike riding, skateboarding, roller blading, football playing phases?

With patience, persistence, band-aids, helmets, Neosporin, and my wonderful husband.

A letter to my babies on mother's day.

My dearest Sam and Sabrina,

Today is mother's day. It is a day that is celebrated for mother's everywhere. We, as mothers, are allowed to do whatever we choose on mother's day.....sleep late, have breakfast made for us, lounge around......or do our normal daily activities. We can do as we please on this day.

When I think about this day though, I obviously think about you two. You both made me a mother. In more than just the biological sense. Yes, you both grew in my tummy. Yes, I gave birth to you. And yes, the day of your birth was the best day of my life. But being a mother is so much more than that.

You've shown me in the last fourteen months how to love more as a person, have more patience, and enjoy more of life's simple pleasures. You both look at the world through innocent and untarnished eyes--every day is a new adventure and I get to go on it with you.

A dandelion is not a weed to either of you. It is a bright, colorful stick that you can grab and put in your mouth if mommy isn't looking. Bubbles aren't just soap, they are big circles that can fly. How do they do that, you must wonder. You don't dread waking up early in the morning, you laugh and wake up with smiles. How wonderful is your life? Simply fabulous.

But as wonderful as your life is, you have made mine ten times better. I get to relive childhood innocence through both of you......look at things brand new like you do......and laugh when I wake up because I hear you both giggling.

So while I appreciate being able to sleep in on this mother's day, I really thank you for coming into the world and choosing me to be your mama. Always remember how much I loved you before you got here, love you so much right now, and will always love you forever.

Love with hugs and kisses to my little babies,

Mama