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You’re Welcome, Miss 17 {In the Family Room}
AKA Happy Birthday! It’s been a wild ride!
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Happy Birthday to Twin A and B {Repost for their 18th Birthday}
I gave birth to Twin A and Twin B 18 years ago today. But, really, their story began nine days earlier….. On 11 September 1995, The Hubs and I showed up at the hospital for a routine OB visit. The baby was due in nine days and, almost overnight it seemed, I had put on about 15 or 20 lbs and my pregnancy gait had shifted into full on waddle. Furthermore, the baby was bouncing all over the place. Don’t babies normally slow down the closer you get to the due date? Anyway, The Hubs and the two-year-old sat in the waiting room while the doctor pulled out the measuring…
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Flowers and Favorites {About Me}
Have you ever had one of those days where everything is just meh? You’re neither happy nor sad, bored nor busy? That was Friday. Until I got phone call from the florist asking if I was home to receive a delivery. What?! Who would be sending me flowers? The hubs is terribly allergic to anything that has even a spot of green on it, so I knew it wasn’t him. I quickly called home and told the kids to take delivery of the flowers for me. Then my paranoia stepped in and I started thinking all sorts of crazy thoughts… What if it’s poison? What if one of the kids…
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Three Things {About Me}
This year is a year of celebration for me. Not that I don’t celebrate every year, but this year I turned forty. Actually, I turned forty on yesterday and today I’m celebrating my eighteenth wedding anniversary. Yes, I realize I totally hosed myself on the gift department…but being married to my bff is the gift. Yeah, I’m totally gagging, ’cause we do not talk like that. We make fun of people who talk like that. Anyway, I decided to celebrate my fortieth year by taking photos of myself. Because, you know, the weekly What I Wore Wednesday pictures aren’t enough… Anyway, here’s what I have so far: 1. January I’m…
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How Do I Celebrate/Embrace My 40s? {About Me}
For the past few months I’ve been bouncing back and forth between acceptance and angst over turning 40 next month. I’ve been trying to figure out what it is that’s getting to me. Is it turning 40? Is it getting closer to menopause? Is it facing my own mortality? Exactly what is it that’s getting to me? Well, yesterday I think I figured it out. I was playing around on Instagram and I started typing a little message that read: “In my 20s, I served in the U.S. Army In my 30s, I got two Master’s degrees In my 40s, I…” I need to do something big in my 40s.…
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The Dramatic Story of Our Birth
My sister and I have always known the dramatic story of our birth. Mom used it as a way to highlight my our need for attention since birth. And as I tell you the story, you’ll understand that we come by our dramatics honestly. Thank you, Mom and Dad… It was about 5 AM on a Saturday morning in 1973 when my dad went racing down the streets of Washington, D.C. in his little Datsun. With dual horns blaring and my mother tensing up in labor, my dad violated every traffic law on the books. Really, what do stop lights mean when your wife is about to give birth to…
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15 Years Ago Today…
I gave birth to Twin A and Twin B, also known as Jazmine and Brandon. But, really, their story begins nine days earlier….. On 11 September 1995, my husband and I showed up at the hospital for a routine OB visit. The baby was due in nine days and, almost overnight it seemed, I had put on about 15 or 20 lbs and my pregnancy gait had shifted into full on waddle. Furthermore, the baby was bouncing all over the place. Don’t babies normally slow down the closer you get to the due date? Anyway, Tony and two~year~old Symone waited in the waiting room while the doctor pulled out the…
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17 Years Ago Today…
I gave birth to my first child. Like all mother’s I remember that day as if it were yesterday…. It was a hot and sticky day and I was stationed at Fort Polk, Louisiana and I was 4 days past my due date. To say I was miserable would be putting it mildly. I woke up early that morning with a slight tightening of my stomach but nothing that indicated that labor would be occurring any time soon. My doctor had scheduled a check up for later that afternoon, so I went to work and waited for my appointment. I was literally praying that the doctor would induce labor. Being…
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