Saturday, April 18, 2015

Busy but joyful

Life has been good. So busy, but so good.

People always ask how it is, how are the twins, how's Maxson, how am I and how is Casey's school?

And all those answers are busy.

The babies are busy constantly eating, spitting up, pooping, sleeping, getting diapers changed, wanting to gnaw on things, rolling, crying, being held. Just busy (they are definitely going to be getting busier soon!)

Max is busy. Sigh. So busy. Maybe busier than Casey and myself, ha. Busy making messes, running places, jumping, sneaking yogurt out of the fridge to eat, pulling chairs places to get things, riding bikes (trikes and his strider), busy building towers, lining up cars, eating sugar, sleeping, taking baths. That boy never stops (unless he's in front of a movie, then he stops,ooy.) Today he happened to take his first dumpster diving excursion and to his surprise a neighbor across the street had thrown away a HUGE dump truck and big red race car. Max was pleased as punch.

I am busy. I am busy cleaning up messes, changing diapers, soothing cries, making food, doing dishes, putting children to sleep, sleeping myself, kissing owies, organizing the house, reaching out to friends, wiping noses, counters, floors, and bums. I am busy and feel like breaks are few. Does tired count as busy?

Casey is busy. He is busy with school: clinic, lab, tests, picking up the house of where I always seem to fall short, playing with the children, relieving me of diaper duty, putting Max to bed, prepping bottles, doing his church calling, caring for his family and oh so much more.

We are busy.

But among that busy-ness is JOY.

Oh man are we full of joy and happiness and I am so grateful to a Father in Heaven who has given us that precious gift to enjoy life. He always meant for us to be a happy people!!

A month or so back I was at my wits end of motherhood: running on little sleep, a REALLY messy house that I was behind on in every area, babies who weren't sleeping, and a toddler who seemed to fight me on EVERYTHING. I remember multiple days in a row that as soon as Casey got home I would go straight upstairs to to cry in my bed thinking "this is so hard! Where is the joy? When did this become not fun and enjoyable anymore? I usually love motherhood, what is wrong with me?!"

That feeling of unhappiness lasted about a week and lifted about the time the weather began getting better and we could play outside with friends again.

But today, I began crying again too.

Crying as I squeezed Bryson to my chest thinking of how much I love that little baby and I love being a mom and I love him and I love everything about life right now and that I want him to stay little and cute a squeezable for forever. My heart was literally exploding in love and happiness I had over that child.

Without the sadness  in life we truly cannot fully appreciate and experience the joys in life.

I am grateful for a wise Father in Heaven who is always there for me, through the joy and pain, the sorrow and happiness, the good and the bad. He is always there and He constantly teaches me so much.

Every person goes through these feelings of sorrow and happiness often, I assume. Just 2 years ago i wrote a similar post about the joy, exhaustion, and then joy again of motherhood. Apparently it's a reoccurring thing for me to even blog about.

It's hard but always worth it.

Bryson
Over and out

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Easter egg dyeing

Earlier in Easter week we went outside real quick to dye our Easter eggs, it was simple and fun.
 Any fellow Wilson orchestra members recognize Maxosn's shirt? Is it ridiculous that I still have that shirt from 5th grade?





After Maxson dyed his first egg, he promptly went and threw/smashed it all over the cement. That was his last egg :)
Our cute neighbor joined us



The end

Monday, April 13, 2015

Conference and Easter weekend.

We were so lucky to have two favorite activity-weekends fall on the same weekend this year: LDS General Conference and Easter! It was wonderful being edified by our prohpets and apostles about ou Lord and Savior Jesus Christ as well as the gift and importance of families. Here's some peek-chas!

THe kids were overall pretty darn good during conference. Babies were asleep probably half the time and pretty happy if we were holding them. And Max slept during both afternoon sessions, score! When he was awake we built towers while trying to listen, let him play on the iPad,, and played with toys.
Our semi-annual picture with the Prophet! The best we could do with 3 kids this year, ha. Oh how I love President Monson.
Easter morning breakfast was green pancakes, we be fancy like that
Every time the choir sang Max thoroughly enjoyed it.
1. We made empty tomb rolls earlier in the week as well as for a big Easter dinner with friends on Sunday night.
2. Facetimed these cute people real quick, I love how happy those little girls get when seeing the babies smile.
More building. 
Baby Easter bunnies! BQ
Max came down stairs Sunday morning to find his Easter basket sitting there.


We did a little Easter egg hunt outside between session which Maxson thoroughly enjoyed, the following days he constantly had me hide the easter eggs throughout the house for him to find. 





Not pictured was A) a big General Conference breakfast with some friends, food was delicious and never ending, so fun to kick off the weekend with friends. And B) Sunday night ended with another big Easter dinner with friends. Glorious food and children galore (with an enclosed backyard for kids to play in, kinda felt like heaven).

Happy Easter and Conference! Until next year!

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Playing outside

Q
 B
 What it looks like when we play outside. Babies in bouncers, Max running

 a. Chalk!
b. A plane!!


Sunday, April 5, 2015

Happy Easter! 2015

Easter is such a happy holiday! We are reminded that just like spring, our bodies will be renewed to beauty and resurrected once again. How incredibly blessed ALL the children of God are to receive this wonderful, beautiful gift. I know my Savior lives, my friends! God is good, He is so very, very good.
What it takes to get the above picture:
1. Balance babies with various body parts: Casey's chin, Kimber's hip.
2. Hide the insane amount of poop that came up Bryson's back with a burp rag and hope it doesn't get on you, baby's pants unnecessary.
3. Maxson's shoes optional
4. One leg balancing shows you are great multitasking mother
5. Both parents must try to grab one of Maxson's hands as to keep him from running away in case the other parent accidentally lets go during pictures.

We will be learning about and remembering our Savior, Jesus Christ today be watching General Cnference live at 10 am/ 2 pm MST. You can join and watch here too!

Friday, April 3, 2015

Super Max

Sometimes I want to cry because Max won't be two and little for long.

That little face covered in a super hero mask while wearing 4 different super hero capes is going to grow up. The cute way he says all his words. His excitement over the smallest things.

And then again, I want to cry because he is two. And two can be hard.

But for now I'll focus on that first flipping cute picture and squeeze this two year old for as long as I can.

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This weekend we'll be watching God's Prophets and Apostles teach His words to the earth this weekend! You can watch at 10 am and 2 pm MST on both Saturday and Sunday. I'm so excited to be uplifted, inspired, and grow closer to my Father in Heaven and Jesus Christ! Do watch if you've ever wondered what it's about! You can watch it live anywhere online here

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Eating children

I find myself perfectly justified in wanting to eat my babies.

Quinn


 rolling!


 Bryson






Wednesday, April 1, 2015

I said yes

This morning I said yes.

I said yes to sprinkles in his oatmeal.

I said yes to playing outside with his new toys at 9 am.

Sometimes saying yes to Maxson is hard. He's 2 and asks for outrageous things often i.e. 5 cookies!? But sometimes those outrageous things aren't really that outrageous, I'm just lazy i.e. I don't want to let you play outside because there's housework to be done/I'd have to bring all the babies outside, I'd have to chase you everywhere.

I'm going to work harder on saying yes to Max and saying yes more often. He's only little once. Will sprinkles really ruin his breakfast? Nope. Sprinkles it is. Sprinkles it is…