Moving, again.

Sometimes change isn’t always a good thing. I have had lots of complaints that people cannot comment on this new blog. I’ve tweeked it and researched it and just cannot figure out why it keeps erasing most everyone’s comments. So, I’ve decided to move back to www.livinwithtwins.blogspot.com and change the name to Rays of Sunshine. Hope you all can move back with us and leave your comments as I have desperately missed reading them! Getting people’s feedback definitely gives me an extra pep in my step during the day and I could really use it some days. As lame as that may sound, it’s the truth!

Time, please stand still

Lately, when I look at Olivia, my chest feels a little tight and I feel my eyes starting to tear up. Especially when I am busy with James and Audrey or trying desperately to get some housework done and I look over at her and see her plump little face taking everything in around her. Sometimes she is chattering away with the sweetest sounds in the world or sometimes she isn’t making a sound. Just sitting there. Being sweet. We should of named her Sugar!

It’s a stinging revelation every time I think about it that no matter how hard I try to freeze moments and make every second count with her, she’s growing up before my very eyes. Just like her brother and sister are. Olivia is the most precious thing. She’s always so happy and pleasant and so stinkin cute!

To me, the hardest thing about having 3 children (or having 1 that is so much younger than the other 2) is that I feel like I don’t get to spend enough time with her just being. Just being together looking at each other and talking to each other and smiling at each other with out being interrupted. With James and Audrey I was busier than a one armed paper hanger at this age but I could stop and just be with them and not get interrupted. So, I worry sometimes that Olivia is not getting enough love and attention from me on a daily basis. I know, that’s ridiculous because I love that munchkin more than I ever dreamed possible and I take every chance I get to just “be” with her, ususally at night time before she goes down for the night. I also feel bad for hauling her around so much; feel like she’s gonna be scarred or something from all her grocery shopping and church going and state hopping and ballet lessons and swim lessons. I know, ridiculous. I think this is a mild version of a similar “guilty mama” about 4 years ago titled “Why are my children crying” A much milder version!!

Motherhood is one of the most precious gifts ever but, it’s also one of the most painful. There’s nothing like the love of a mother for her child and there’s nothing like the longing we always will have for the innocent, most precious sweetness of our infant children.

And then they were 4

My babies turned the big # 4 today! Can you believe it? I can’t. But then of course Jon said last night we will be saying that every time they turn another year older. I reckon he’s right.

We had their par-tay yesterday at Chick-Fil-A, their most favorite place to eat in the whole wide world. But then again, I think it’s pretty much every kids most favorite place to eat. And is probably us parents most favorite place to eat, with our kids that is!

I let the kids pick out what kind of invitations they wanted to send their little friends and we went from there. Audrey picked out Princesses, of course, and James picked out Spider man, of course. James had Spider Man cupcakes, plates and cups and Audrey had Ariel and Cinderella cupcakes with Rapunzel plates and cups. Chick-Fil-A did the rest. So basically all I had to do was show up and give them my money and you just can’t beat that! And the price was extremely reasonable as well. May do Chick-Fil-A every year, haha!!