She's got legs

I've got fairly muscular calves (they are basically the only muscular part of my body). Whenever I have bought boots I needed to get a wider width until recently. I ordered some knee high boots and they came today. I was so excited until I saw they had no zipper. My first thought was how will I get them up? Well, I gave it a shot and they fit! 

Maybe some sweet day I'll be one of those girls that have loose boots, but I'll consider today a huge victory. 

Is this thing on?

For some reason I always want to say that. I think it's time to dust off the old blog and start updating. 

First off me:

In January 2012, I started taking a stroller strides class, lost 23 pounds, got knocked up, decided to stay on track while pregnant and now I'm back on the wagon and down 55 pounds since that first class. I have more to go. I'm working on figuring out why I can never seem to get my food issues under control for good. 

Here is a before and after: 

Kids:

My twins are almost three. Katie is almost nine months. Holy hell how did that happen? Baby is crawling, boys don't stop running. They literally suck the energy from me, but I love them. 

Life:

We are in the middle of a relo from the Philadelphia suburbs to Corning, New York which has been very bumpy. So bumpy I'm starting to forget why it started. Something about more work life balance. I've barely seen my husband in months. I'm like a single mom 98% of the time. It should be better soon. 

These are the things I hope to write about. Please excuse any typos. I am really bad at proof reading these days. 

Wanna see pics of the madness? We're on Instagram at lifewithtwinsplusone. 

These are days, you'll remember

When I was in college I loved that song. I always knew they were going to be days I would look back on fondly.

Now I find myself listening to the song again for different reasons. For each day that I find myself exhausted and just hoping survive until bedtime I know someday I'll look back and only remember the happy moments.

Where have I been? Well a few weeks ago all of the kids has a crazy cold. I caught it, but couldn't shake it. I ended up on an antibiotic a few weeks later and then just last week driving to church for Easter Brendan threw up and threw up at least once a day for six days. Katie had a touch of it too and it seems like G is finally cutting his last two molars very, very slowly!

My sister also had her baby on March 22. I haven't had the chance to meet him since we've had so much sickness, but I hope to in a few weeks.

During all of this I took up running again a few times a week, got a long overdue (9 months) cut and color and a few new clothes. I feel like a new woman!

Hopefully I can resume some type of regular updates now. I'm hoping to train for a half marathon this summer so I'm not sure how exciting those updates will be!

Here are a few pics of us enjoying the spring like weather.

Keeping it real

So, the hubs went out of town for work yesterday. I thought no big deal I have done tons of bed times solo what is one more (three this week)? All went well. Crisis averted. As I was doing the morning routine I was listening to the radio and "Hey, Soul Sister" came on and I was instantly transported back to three years ago and finding out we were having twins and the joy I felt. As I was thinking "Hey, I should blog about this and make my life seem awesome" the following occurs. 

All three kids pooped at the same time as Katie was screaming to be fed. As I get through that crisis and feed the baby both boys are nowhere to be found. I finish feeding Katie and then find them in the kitchen playing with a huge bottle of hand sanitizer. So now that I'm freaked out and calling poison control the baby throws up all over the couch. Apparently a 32 pound child can have four teaspoons before it becomes dangerous. I get the baby and G changed since they are both soaked for different reasons and then the speech therapist shows up. I guess I'm not getting that mother of the year award anytime soon. 

It's so funny on how life can change so quickly. They really keep me on my toes and my grey hair patch just keeps expanding!

These moments

These moments make me melt.

two weeks and a day

I feel like life is on fast forward. It amazes me how quickly the time goes by with toddlers and a newborn. Mr. W went back to work on Wednesday so I'm all alone for the third day. I was a little worried, but it's been okay. Katie is a good baby overall and I'm just getting stuff done while I can during the day.

I have had to let a few things slide though which is hard for me since I'm a bit rigid. I am able to get most things done, but some things have had to go. Baths haven't been as long or every day for the boys. I ended up just giving them a bath in the sink this morning when I had time. Clearly they are a bit too big for this, but I'm going to go with it until we get a better night time routine established. I figure we're only two weeks in I need to cut myself some slack.

I'm actually going to start working again on January 14. Yikes. Thankfully I only work 20 hours a week and it is all remote so it should be fine, but I'm a little nervous about balancing everything. I'm sure it will get better once little miss K is on more of a schedule and sleeping though the night eventually. For now I guess I'll just go with the flow!

G is quite a helper with the baby, but B doesn't want much to do with her yet. He doesn't seem to mind her, he just doesn't have much of an interest.

G actually held her the other day:

B was happy to play in her diaper box:

Life might be busy and a bit chaotic at times, but I feel so blessed to be given this life! I'm starting 2013 with a full heart for sure! 

One week plus two days

It's hard to believe I got home from the hospital a week ago today! Life has been crazy with the holidays and integrating a new little one into the chaos.

A quick recap of Katie's birth story:

We arrived at the hospital around 9:00 a.m. on Thursday morning and waited for about an hour to go back. I had about an hour of monitoring while waiting which revealed that little miss was sideways so I would have not had a change to VBAC even if I had wanted too. The complication to her position was that they had to cut my uterus in a J shape which means if I had any other babies it is an automatic section. I'm 99.99% sure we won't have any surprises so I'm not concerned. I think I'm actually going to go on birth control for a few months just to be sure to give myself time to heal though.

I got back to the OR around noon or 12:30 and they did a spinal block (due to my failed epidurals with the twins) and I had a little freak out when I couldn't breath so well tipped backwards waiting for the medicine to go up my body. They gave me some medicine to calm me down.

It took almost an hour to get to Katie since I had loads of scar tissue and while I was numb the pressure was intense and I started to sort of freak out again. This time they gave me to nitrous to calm me down.

After they got her out she cried right away which was music to my ears, but since I had so many anxiety issues during surgery they gave me some other medicine which knocked me out for about 20 minutes while the stitched me up. Thank God for the excellent anesthesiologists!

I got to hold Katie on the way back to recovery and was there for about three or four hours waiting for our room.  When I finally got upstairs I got to hold her and feed her and just snuggle one baby. It was heavenly. We were going to try to leave Saturday night (a day early), but Katie was spitting up a lot and I wanted the pedi to try to figure out what was happening before we left. I was finally on my way home around noon on Sunday.

Life is chaotic, but awesome! I'm a very scheduled person so I'm still adjusting to our new life, but I know that it will all fall into place soon and I'm trying to be patient with myself.

I need to upload all of our pictures and my BIL took some newborn ones I'll post as soon as I have them, but for now here is Miss K leaving the hospital:

And here are the boys exhausted after three days with Mimi and Papa!