This is a new one...

Just when I thought I had heard every over used line that us triplet Mom's have to endure, a new one surfaces.

I took the kids to the waterpark yesterday and it was a great time. The kids have been in the water just about every day this month so they are beautifully sunkissed. I noticed this lady watching me and finally she broke down and came over to ask if they were triplets. After being drilled about my life, our finances, and some other random stuff she asks, "Did you birth them?". I was a bit confused and wondered if she was really asking what I thought she was asking? She clarified...I know it's a really personal question but, are you their Mother? She had just observed me running around like a maniac saying "stay with Mommy" a hundred or so times trying to keep them safe in the water...am I their Mother?

I know, I know they are just to adorable to be my kids, that must be it. I actually answered her but I was thinking to myself... No, I was about 8 months pregnant and I woke up one day and these three sleeping babies miraculously appeared in cribs so I assumed they were mine.....

Now I really have been asked EVERY silly question.

♥Date Night♥

Yes Yes Yes! I finally broke down and had my trusty Elise come and entertain the kids for a few hours so my precious Husband and I could enjoy some much needed time together. It's amazing what a few hours alone can do for a married couple. I have a little restaraunt that I absolutely love that he had not tried so we had dinner there. It was fabulous. Then we went to Chinatown and checked out Gallery Place. Afterward we just walked around downtown, holding hands, and enjoying the sights and sounds of the city. I truly enjoyed myself and cherished the time with my husband. My wish is that we get to do this at least once a month from now on, it was just what the Doctor ordered!

They read my note!

I was super excited to go to Gap online and see that they read my note and took it to heart. I was really disappointed when they came out with the Gap Kids Red products and they were only available in 0-24mos. Today I was pleasantly surprised when I spotted the Red icon in the Toddler section, now we can all get Inspi(Red). In case you have no idea what I am talking about...the Red line at the Gap and several other major companies have created it as a great way of giving back. They give 50% of each sale towards Aids in Africa. The line is really hip and cool looking and it's socially responsible too!

Bed time tricks

Usually my kids are so willing and ready to go to sleep at night it's really quite wonderful. Lately I have noticed a little bit of hesitation and even some Mommy manipulation going on. The boys, who are both pushing 35lbs both look at me with puppy dog eyes and ask for me tp pick them up and carry them up the stairs. I used to have no problem doing that, but we are talking about some sturdy little toddlers I have here. As I bent down to pick Mason up tonight he says, "Mommy, I scared". "Scared of what my love?" I ask, and he responds, "da bug". Then as I am dramatically walking up the stairs as if I cannot handle the weight of the two of them, Kyle says, "Mommy trong", and Mason chimes in, "I luh you Mama". Ahhhh, way to make Mommy's heart flutter. Then we get them tucked in to bed and it's kisses, and kisses, and "Mo Kissy please" until I have to be "trong" and cut off the kisses. I always feel so bad walking out of there, I am always wondering if everyone got the same amount of kisses and everyone is going to sleep feeling equally loved. I think they have really figured out how to get me.

WOW...my babies are becoming kids

I often wonder who my children will be when they mature. Their little personalities are all so strong and distinctly different. I have realized that the single most frustrating things about each one of them is also that "thing" that makes them so special when I think of them.

My sweet Kyle is Mr. Independent and definitely the most Strong willed out of the three. His will is so strong that at times I want to just give up. He is so determined to carry out whatever it is that is in his plan, that NOTHING will stop him. He is a little bit of a loner and is usually off on his own little mission. The times when his personality traits make me swell up with love are times like today when he was determined to get his own shorts on, it didn't matter that both legs were in one hole, he was going to make it work. And the button was either going to get in the hole or he was just going to pop it right off. Or times like when the other two are fighting for a place on my lap and soaking up the hugs and kisses and I catch a glimpse of him just watching from the other side of the room where he is hanging out. It breaks my heart, and because of that I always make sure I snatch him up and give him lots of affection, even if I have to pin him down...lol

Then there is Mason. My little ball of fire. His energy never runs dry, and his smile is infectious. He is the little monkey that jumps on the bed for hours during naptime and laughs at me when I come in to settle them down. He thinks everything is funny, and it is really difficult to get him to take me seriously. He is the baby, if only by two minutes so I think he uses that to his advantage. He jumps on me and it hurts, but then he squeezes me so tight, and plants so many kisses on me that I can't get upset. He will definitely be my class clown and my flirt.

Then their is Asjia. My little lady. Drama Drama Drama. She should be an actress. She falls out like she has the holy spirit in her when someone takes a toy from her or when she is overly tired or hungry. But she is so gentle and sweet, and so intelligent. She is constantly surprising me with her humor, her memory, and the way she figures things out. She picks up on everything and is such a little ray of sunshine.

It is so fascinating how my babies are growing in to these little kids. They were who they were from the very start. When I think back to when I was pregnant, their personalities in the womb were very telling of who they are now. It's crazy to think of what comes next. What will these personality traits evolve in to and who will they become? It's amazing to me that I helped create these three little people.

sweet...

Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For life's been anything but calm,
Since you called on me to be a mom.

Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with building blocks.
Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes,
And other stuff that children lose.

Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs.
A stack of last week's mail to read,
So where's the quiet time I need?

Yet when I steal a minute Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of your grace,
I see them in my small one's face,

That you have blessed me all the while,
As I stop to kiss that precious smile.

Weekend Fun...

Enough of the serious stuff

This morning Angie and I thought we would be clever and beat the Saturday crowd at the mall. And we did;)The kids jumped around in the play area just enough time to get tuckered out! We had a great time squeezing every last drop out of this summer day. On our trip home, the sun was so tempting we decided to skip nap time and head to the pool. Because Mommy UMMMMMM likes a challenge....

The pool was more like a circus. No really. This one Mother in particular stands out in my mind. This little boy was splashing us, very aggressively for a toddler, so my sister in law kindly asked him not to do that. He splashed harder, so her tone changed a little. Then he spit, yes spit at us instead. She asked where his Mommy was and he splashed off in to the sunset. We looked around the baby pool at all of the Mother's and no one seemed to be paying any attention to this child. Then he ran out of the gated area to the big pool, still no one paying him any mind. Then he darts toward the waterslide, clearly he cannot swim and thinks this is just another slide like the ones he's used to at the park. This one emptied into 6ft of water. Another lady saw him and alerted the lifeguard so he ran after him and just as reached the top of the stairs, the lifeguard snatched him up. The lifeguard headed back to the baby pool asking who's child it was, still nothing. When he quarantines him back to the baby pool to go hunt down the parent, finally this Woman who had been sitting a mere 10ft from us hears the chaos and realizes it's in regards to her 2 1/2 year old. So she proceeds to scream at HIM as if HE should be much more responsible and keep his little behind in the baby section. YES! I couldn't believe my eyes & ears. She sat right in the middle of her child's naughtiness the whole time, and he ran past her out the gate, and NOTHING! This whole production took a good 10 minutes. We had no reason to even suspect that was her child. But he was the one who needed to get yelled at? Crazy Woman...It blows my mind how careless people are with their children. And quite frankly it angers me.

What did I tell you about those Mommy Instincts?

I strongly believe we were given this crazy thing called Mommy Instincts as a parting gift from childless days.

Last night I was getting ready to tuck in as usual, after my nightly ritual of locking up, setting the alarm, and checking the kids. I turned on the monitor in my room and got this overwhelming feeling of nervousness. I looked around in the darkness and made my way to the bed. I was scolding myself in my head for being so paranoid & silly. I had just walked up from downstairs after securing the place like a Federal Penitentiary myself. What was worrying me? During prayer, I could not shake the feeling and at one point was afraid of waking my Husband because I was praying out loud, intentionally. After tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep about a half hour later(1:45am'ish).

At 5am my Husband wakes me out of my dead sleep with, "is that our alarm?", and yes, it was. Our Home security alarm that is. I cannot explain to you the feeling of panic that came over me. It's still dark outside, we are half dressed and disoriented, and there is no way the alarm was set off by either of us. Or the triplets. I leaped out of bed and ran to their door. I didn't want to go and give them that same feeling of panic so I stood and waited. ADT called and Chris went down to check all of the doors. Nothing. Nothing, except for that for the first time in HISTORY I had forgotten to lock the deadbolt on our front door...which was where ADT claimed the alarm had been set off. Because we have only had our alarm go off randomly one time, during a heavy wind storm, we opted to have the police come out and take a look. They found no signs of the door being pryed open, but looked around the entire property and made their presence known before leaving. If there would have been a caption above my head it would have read, "Please stay, OH PLEASE, OH PLEASE, OH PLEASE". Luckily, the sun started to come up about a half hour later.

Having a child(or three) really changes your frame of mind in this type of situation. It's no longer a thought of mine to run and hide and grab a sharp knife on the way. It makes me obsess over how I would keep my babies safe if in fact there was an intruder. How would I hide three small children, or keep them quiet, or safe? What is the best plan of action when you are awoken from a dead sleep and faced with this sort of circumstance? There is such a feeling of vulnerability. I am not just thinking of myself anymore & the new dynamics are quite complicated.

Now as I remember, just about every time I have needed to be on guard, my sense of awareness tunes right in and my personal alarms start going off long before. Something is suddenly off. I have an unsettled feeling that doesn't go away. This has happened to me just about every time an emergency type of situation has occurred. I am calling it Instinct.

Did someone open the door and make a run for it at the first sound of our screeching alarm? Was it a total fluke? Or was it God's way of reminding me of something? Like the importance of locking my door and setting my alarm, or being more aware of my surroundings. Either way, my instincts have proven to be strong once again. It was either a potentially very bad situation or a hand delivered message from he who has much more control over our security than I do...

summer days

Scary Scary Scary! I clicked on the pic of Asjia inside the train and my stomach turned when I saw 2 HUGE SPIDERS! I would have freaked if I would have seen them when I was taking the picture. Thank God none of my babies got bit. For the record, they will not be playing in any outdoor eqipment that I cannot fit in myself to inspect from now on...gulp

ok ladies, I need your input

I have seen the tradition of having a big "100" themed post for your 100th blog posting and I am quickly approaching that number. Being the addict that I am, I have started to put a little thought in to what I might post. Then I wondered what you would all like to read? So, I am taking suggestions for ideas on the 100th post. I need your creative minds!

Stroller Addiction

I admit, I have a terrible stroller sddiction. Since birth I have owned 8 of them. One single stroller, three doubles, three triplet strollers, and a double with a stand on board. I guess since we are 2 and a half the stroller days are almost over, but now I am tempted by all of these great little doll strollers for Asjia. Will it ever end? They are just too cute!

I laughed until I cried...

I the midst of my hectic day yesterday I called upon my own Mommy for comfort. I called her up and let it all spew out. Poor thing. She is always such a source of positive encouragement for me, and always has something wise to say that will calm my nerves. I was telling her about my sweet Husband and how he had accidentally layered on some frustration to my day. She jokingly said that she could practically hear me letting him know how upset I was. I told her that surprisingly I refrained. I was in that feeling sorry for myself mode and said "he will understand when I drop dead from being overworked". Now in hindsight I am dying laughing at myself. What a Drama Queen!

So this evening I am talking to my best friend April and she is telling me about her Grammy. This is the most beautifully spirited, Godly woman I know besides my own Nana. April asked her how she felt this evening on the phone and Grammy said she felt terrible. Her legs hurt so bad she could barely walk or sit down. Here is what Grammy says next..."but you know what I'm going to do?" "I am going to plaster a big smile on my face and wheel myself down the hall, that way when I die everyone will say, Lonny? How did she die? There was nothing wrong with her!" LOLOLOLOL Oh Grammy
I so know how you are feeling:)

I guess even the best of us are allowed to have pitty parties from time to time...

The trials & tribulations of Motherhood

I usually try and keep my blog positive. After all, my life is positive & I am a happy person. I love my kids more than anything and I am thankful to be so divinely favored. Today however, was one of those days and I must air my dirty laundry. Those of you with multiples or even one child know that despite your efforts to stay happy & positive, this job can take every ounce of energy you have.

Today I felt like Lynette from Desperate Housewives. The one with the nasty little twin boys who are always pouncing on her. My kids woke up on a different planet, or perhaps I did...who knows? They had my heart rate up first thing this morning, no gym required. We went to Costco and people came out of the woodwork to try and help me, must have been the look of defeat on my face. At nap time the pictures were literally falling off the walls in the hallway because they were jumping on their bed. After the 10th time in their room to discipline them(and wondering what the neighbors were thinking)I heard them laugh when I shut the door. Those little suckers. Have you ever tried to clean poop off of a Jute rug? It's easier to replace it. I think we are playing a major role in keeping West Elm in business. That's the very reason I love my little green machine...which Mason got a hold of this morning, and before I could get to him spilled the poopy water contents all over himself and the clean laundry. Yep, upside down, stinky poopy water all over.

Now they are in bed, all lined up. They look like little Angels. It's amazing how these little tiny people can dictate a household. It's amazing how the love between a Mother and Child is so unconditional. How tomorrow when they rise, with their little sleepy faces, I will have totally forgotten about the torturous day they gave me today. And how they will have forgotten, and only care about my morning hugs and kisses and our journey down the stairs to eat breakfast together.

comments please:)

OK Yes, I am doing it. I am blatantly asking for your comments.

Why? Because I am completely amazed at this world of blogging, a little sad that I am just now getting with the program, and super excited to meet all of my cyber friends.

I have to admit, this has become such therapy for me. To read all of your stories, laugh, cry, and relate. I can barely go a day without it, and sometimes I get on a few times a day. Although I gush about it to him, I think my Husband gets a little nervous about why I am up so late on the computer, and why I dash down to the office as soon as the babes go to bed. If he only knew that I was bonding with all kinds of borderline insane, greatly Blessed, refreshingly open and honest Mommies that crack me up and make me cry...his worries would be no more. It's great to have you guys!

Receiving a comment is a little like getting a present every day. I put the counter on my page a few weeks back and Im shocked every day that people actually come here and visit. I get so excited. Then I realize that I am doing the same thing, and many blogs I still have not found that extra moment to comment on. So Yes, I am asking you to check in & comment. Introduce yourself....pretty please just take a moment. I would love to hear from all of you!

Question: Do any of you blogging pro's know what the whole site feed thing is all about?

and does anyone know how to protect pictures from being copied? I would like to have them so they cannot be highlighted and saved...Thanks!

Goodbye Weekend *waving*

Boys Boys Boys. Look at Kai's shirt...are 2 and a half year olds still supposed to be drooling like this?
My little lady pretending to wash her hands

Got to love the action shots. Note the ground in the photo of Kyle running...the missing word = NO


Kids had a blast, it was a bit of a free for all. Candy(while running by the pool) and loaded strawberry lemonade all in the same weekend.

The sights & sounds of early morning

Asjia- Mama Mama, lookie da bug!
Kyle- (very seriously)Ohhh Mama
Mason- Oh by gosh, a bug!


Asjia- Hi Nina! Nina sky! Nina up day-er. Hiiieeeee Nina!!!
Mason- aweplane Mama, Mama aweplane(repeat until aknowledged)
Kyle- Go bye bye see Nina, aweplane!

Nina is our Grandma♥

A week in the life

I have so much to say I don't know where to start! It was a crazy week around here. Christian was home and she had Cheerleading camp all week. I have a new appreciation for "Soccer Mom's". Getting ready, packing everyone up, traffic, back and forth....whew! Finally, at 5:34am on Saturday morning I have a moment to blog:)I did a little sprucing up on my page. I am very dependent on creative outlets to keep me sane. I have(had) always worked in a creative field, Interior Design, Kitchen Design, Visual Merchandising, etc. and lately I have been deprived of anything that stimulates that portion of my brain...so this is the result. Tell me what you think, I did it all by myself!

Christian did awesome at camp. I was so proud watching her. I wish I had a fraction of the rhythm she has! She is still nervous to tryout, although if her young mind had any idea how good she looked out there she would have no fear whatsoever.

The kids had a blast on the trampoline. I had knots in my stomach the whole time, hoping someone did not bounce off quicker than I could catch them.


And, they got over their fear of Dogs. SUPER YAY!!! By the end of the week they were saying "Oh, so nice Doggie" and feeding her out of their hands which is HUGE. I could barely pry them out of the car to go inside at the beginning of the week because they were scared of the dog. That is a happy moment for me.

This weekend is going to be yet another whirlwind. We are having a family BBQ at our house today, and a Water Park Birthday Party to go to tomorrow. I swore I would have the kids in swimming lessons by now, and here we go to another pool with no lessons under our belt. Has anyone seen my time? I seemed to have lost it all!

Beautifully Blessed weekends to all of you♥

The price of summer

This is us trying to cool off at Ikea last week.

Happy Half Birthday!

We are officially 2 1/2 years old today, Happy Half Birthday Angels! It seems like yesterday, and many years ago all at the same time that I was being wheeled in to the Operating Room. Lying there just praying that we would all make it out alive and well with tears streaming down my face. I can see those precious scrunched up faces so perfectly in my mind. I can remember the sounds, the smells, everything. I fear that those memories will fade someday, and that is why I remind myself constantly to cherish every moment and every stage. It is here and gone in what seems like a blink of an eye. I can't believe that we have made it through the first 2 1/2 years of life. Though a part of my heart mourns for the times that have passed, I am so excited about what the future holds. Mommy loves you guys!

Thank You for finding me worthy

Though this age is trying, I am overwhelmed every day at the rewards. Little things like hearing them say Please, Thank You, and Excuse Me all on thier own. After what feels like months of trying to teach them and wondering to myself if they even really got the message, it's music to my ears to hear it coming from their little munchkin voices. I know it seems crazy, but today Asjia sneezed and covered her mouth then turned to me and said, "escuse me Mommy". I almost cried.

When we got home from a party I attended with the kids this evening they all piled on top of Daddy. I raced to the office to lookup a foreclosure I had spotted down by the water. Kyle came running into the office yelling, "Mama, Daya got owie". I walked in to the living room where Mason and Asjia were surrounding him and taking turns kissing it to make it better. It just amazes me that we have so much control over a child's mind. It makes me so proud to see my children be well mannered, compassionate, and loving little people. Being a parent really is such a gift. I feel so honored that God chose me for this. I have no idea why he found me worthy, but I am so thankful that he did.

A five day old french fry, but no veggies

It's always a little bit scary when you see your child munching on something and you know you didn't give it to them.

Like when you go to buckle them in their carseat and you realize they are enjoying a piece of God knows what from God knows when...

Or when they dig up the missing sippy cup or bottle that you could never find and are drinking out of it.

And it's always lovely when they decide the food suddenly looks appetizing after it's been dropped and swept up into a nice dusty pile, eeeewwww.

I cringe at these situations and brace myself for an upset tummy, but it never happens! They must have some seriously strong immune systems. I can remember how paranoid I was about cleanliness when they were newborns. I remember nearly crying when my niece beat me to a pacifier that had fallen on the floor and stuck it back in my baby's mouth. Boy how things have changed.

The best thing ever!

We finally got our choo choo wagon and I LOVE it!!! I only wish I would have had this thing a year ago. The kids think it's great and it makes shopping FUN:) It's now on my must have list for Mothers of Multiples, no doubt!

They really are nuts...

So the boys are downright crazy. They seriously crack me up all day long. If being a Pro Wrestler was actually a respectable sport, we would have a very secure future for them. I would start grooming their natural abilities now. I think we will shoot for something like Football, or maybe even Rugby instead. I can only imagine how life will be in 5 years time. Poor Asjia, she is always caught in the crossfire. She is going to be a tough little cookie. Nothing phases her these days, much like myself. Here are pictures of Exhibits A-I

Here is Asjia looking at them like they are nuts. She knows the deal.

The match moves to the sofa and the nudging turns to wrestling.

Kyle tries to pull mason up by his diaper, sofa cushions come flying off.

*I would have usually stepped in at this point, but photo journalism was my intention here

Kyle takes a breather, so Mason uses his lower body(backwards mind you) to trap him and pull him back in.

Back on to the sofa. Asjia gets trampled and thinks its funny for a fraction of a second.

Asjia fighting them off.

One down, one to go. "NO, NO!"

Mommy calls a timeout. Mason gives sister a kiss to show he is committed.

And we all made it out alive...