I was that lady...

You know that lady who you see out walking before 9 in the morning? You know the one. You see here pushing the stroller and looking all determined. You think to your self "now that is dedication".

I WAS THAT LADY! Yep. I went on a 1.4 mile walk today with my boys in the stroller. We headed to McDonald's and ate breakfast, then headed back home. At first I thought I might have bit off more than I could chew. It was nice and cool with a little breeze, when we left. But while at McDonald's it was hot. I then realized that it was just hot inside. Maybe they were having AC problems or something. Once we headed home the breeze was back!

Ian loved it and pointed to all the trees and cars! I think it this might be something we do on a weekly basis. As long as it stays cool in the mornings like it was today.

I know a lot of you are thinking "what was she thinking? She just had a baby!" Well I think I was just blessed with good recoveries after my pregnancies. I personally think that the reason why I recover well is because of having been put on bed rest during both pregnancies. It gave me a strong desire to get out and about. I suppose I should thank God for that now. :)

Another stain on the carpet...

I use to love our carpet. I know it is a silly thing to love. The carpet is a beige color with little dark specks through out. If some one (perhaps a certain toddler) dropped or spilled something, it would pretty much just blend in.

I can honestly say that I no longer love our carpet. I am pretty sure the change started about the time a certain toddler (who was about 11 months old at the time) threw up. The love was completely gone this morning. Why, you ask? Well here is my morning...

As I have mentioned before, Ian loves to love on his little brother! It is cute and nerve racking at the same time. This morning I decided I was sick of wearing a certain under garment 24/7. You know you have to unless you want to walk around with wet spots on your chest! So I took off the above mentioned under garment in hope that my milk had dried up. I am not so lucky. Ok, I am getting to the carpet story, I promise!

So I put Owen in his car seat and put that on the other side of our gate, so Ian couldn't get to him and end up sitting on his head or something. I then proceeded to get the appropriate item of clothing on. Not thinking, I left Ian alone in the living room. ALONE I said! Oh my, here is where the story gets good.

I come back and Ian is sitting on the couch, which he isn't allowed to do unless someone else is there. He had picked up my can of diet Dr. Pepper and spilled it between the couch and the end table, on the couch and on the end table! Oh boy was I mad. You see I had kept my pregnancy journal between the couch and table so he couldn't get to it. Now the pages are stained with Dr. Pepper! Ugh!

To top it off there is now another stain on the carpet I once loved! (Such a long story to get to this one line!)

Krispy Kreme...

We took our crew to Krispy Kreme for some yummy fried, glazed, sprinkled goodness. Ian enjoyed it, as did the rest of us. The proof is in the pictures I would say!

taking a shower...

I am sure many of you have heard of postpartum depression. Now whether you think it is right to take anti depression medicine or not, I think we can all agree that taking a shower can help in a huge way! I know it sounds silly, but I feel it is true. There is just something about being clean that helps me be in a better mood. I'm not saying this is going to take away the depression, but I do think it helps me start my morning out right.

When Ian was born, I didn't know how to take a shower while having an infant around. I felt like I couldn't leave him alone for a second! My friend Erin told me stories of how she would put her little girl in her bouncy chair and put her in the bathroom with her. What a brilliant idea! I started to do that and was able to get my shower in . I don't think I realized the importance of it at the time though.

This go round I know that my kiddos will be ok if I strap them in somewhere while I shower. They don't have to be in the bathroom while I am getting clean. This time I have realized the importance of taking a shower. I am pretty sure I have had a shower every day since being home from the hospital!

Not only does it get you clean, but it gives you a few minutes of time alone. No crying babies or Elmo songs. It is essential for staying sane, in my opinion.

I do want to say that I am on an anti depressant medicine. You may remember my story of breaking down at the dentist office after Ian was born. It was awful. I couldn't stop crying. I thought I was a horrible mom and wife. The dental hygienist encouraged me to call my doctor and get in to see her ASAP about getting on medicine. So I did and man am I glad I did! I hope that I don't go through that again. If you feel this way or worse, PLEASE contact your doctor. Showers help, but only in mild cases or if you are already treating it with medicine. Medicine isn't for everyone, but it can't hurt to look into your options.

Now then I can't post with out posting pictures of my sweet boys! And man are they sweet. Ian is loving on Owen so much. I am trying to stay calm about it because I am scared he will hurt Owen, but I know that he is not the first little brother to have a big brother loving on him a little rough. :)

What not to do...

This shirt is why I shouldn't buy things in advance. I purchased it 2 Christmas's ago. It was on sale for like a dollar or two. I put it in my son's closet, because it was a size 18 months and well he was only 4 months old when I got it.

(The shirt says "Focus All Attention Here")

Ok, now on to the present time. Yesterday I was going through the closet in what is now Owen's room. And low and behold I find this shirt! I made Ian put it on and he is wearing it today too. I am worried it will shrink once I wash it so I am going to get some use out of it before that happens.

What have I been up to?

So much has been going on at my house lately. Crying, laughing, no sleep, some sleep, Elmo, more crying, bottle washing, diaper changing and lots of lovin'.

I had a great post all planned out in my head last night and I can't remember a word of it! I know, I say this a lot, but one of these days I would like to just sit up and write what I am thinking, even if it is 2 in the morning. I highly doubt that will ever happen. I prefer to sleep. Even if I am not sleeping, I prefer to try to sleep.

Well, since I can't remember the wonderful award winning post that I thought of last night, I will post a few pictures for you to view. :)

By the way, if you are following the Pioneer Women's blog (see the side bar for her link) then you know that she is cleaning out her closet. I really, REALLY wish that I was a size 10 so I could partake of this glorious event. :)

Me and my boys! I love them so much. By the way please ignore the awfulness that is my hair and lack of make-up. While I pretty much always look like this, I still beg you to ignore it. :)

Ian helping Nana make the pudding for the wonderful pie she made us!

Oh my goodness is this not the cutest? Ian was giving Owen a lot of lovin' today! It was super cute and made for a special day.

What I have to look forward to...

You have to check this post out! I can't wait to see what my boys will be like!!! It is titled "If you give a thirteen year old a cookie".