be a good mother

Edit: With help with MadamKelly we have decided that this contest looks like a scam. She says that it collects info and only award money if a certain number of photos are entered

Even if I do/or do not believe it is a scam I will not being asking you guys to do anything you are uncomfortable with, in any way…

but there it is:
http://gapc-vote.com/?p=1912945

And if you guys have any contest that do look clean let me know. I would really like to see this picture win!*

Juniper star and Samantha star are one!!! We spend the weekend at our family cabin. A place of pure magic and awe. Prefect place to celebrate the joy these girls have brought us! We then had a big family dinner with everyone on Monday. Good times.

Ok, I know I’m being silly… or at least I think I’m being silly. Yesterday was the bugs one year check up. Boo for shots! And poor Sam has an ear infection. It took her a really long time for her to clam down… I don’t think I have ever seen her that upset. : (

Anyway on the little questionnaire thingy they asked if they where using the words “Mama” and “Dada” accordingly. They have made those noises and they really are quite partial to “Dada” but it’s never directed towards my husband. I wasn’t worried, I think that their development is coming along swimmingly. But should I be worried? It’s hard to admit this, because of my background (early childhood professional) and my deep love of books, but I don’t read to them as much as I should. Some days we are lucky if we get enough food in both of them and that they are bathed and happy. I KNOW I should read to them more, and when I do they love it. But, I mean… give me a break I have two one year olds! Early exposure to reading does help with language. I know that. But we do a ton of playing, singing, and talking to them. Twins do tend to develop a little slower than singletons, but so far my stars have been ahead of schedule.

So yea, silly… right?

Anyway, besides all that Samantha has decided her first word is going to be, “Hello” She will repeat it back to you if she’s in a really happy talkative mood, usually early in the morning. It’s so fun to hear her little, “EERRllo” : )

The weather is slowly deciding to cool it’s heels as summer draws to it’s close. I spend everyday of my life doing the same thing so I don’t feel the time as it flies by. I really can’t believe that in just 2 weeks my little bugs will be One. It’s amazing to think back, at this time last year I had yet to meet them, see their faces. I had yet know the Beauty of being a mother.

For the big day, (September 6th) we will be at the cabin and on Monday we will have a family dinner. Very small and simple. Beautiful and just the way I would want to have it for them.

I love my parents, my brothers, sisters, husband, and all the people who have funneled love into these two little stars – it’s because of you that Juniper and Samantha are so happy and healthy. Thank you.

I think…

I think about these little things, these little stars, beings of magic and wonder…

I think about how I feel about them, and I can’t, I just can’t, it’s beyond feeling. It’s so beyond just simple feeling. It’s in my bones, my blood. I think that I must grow another heart -or two -or three just to get close to hold all the love I have from them. I touch their sweet little faces and my eyes fill with tears. To think, to know, that this all started inside me. They grew, and their sweet sweet little hearts starting beating, INSIDE me. It is almost too much to take. I feel they are the most amazing things that I have every seen, smelt, heard… And to know that these little angels came from me, that they little lives started inside me brings me to my knees. They are my greatest creation, my greatest experience, and my greatest achievement. I MUST have good in me if that is where they came from. I must be good, and pure… and full of love. And I will continue to be those things for them. They are what I live for. They are my everything, my every breath. Through them I have found life. I found myself when I became a mother.

I love my kids. I love their little faces and their little knees. The way they smile when I tickle and kiss their faces… they look to the side, and smile… it just kills me. I love their hair and their smooth young skin. I can’t stop touching their soft little tufts of hair. I can’t stop touching their little ears and little noses. I enjoy watching them sleep. They make me laugh, the make me cry, they make me live. And even when I’m at my end, where there is no more I can give, I still do, because I love them. I love the way Samantha’s hair is longer on one side of her head. I love Juniper’s clap. I love the sounds they make, that they are starting to try to make words. I love their laugh. I love that these little beings came out of love. That they are made out of love, and are… love. I love that there are many many things that I don’t love about them, but that in the end, I still love them.