Our Adventure called Life

While singing along in the car, I felt goosebumps rise on my arms and warm tears fill the brim of my eyelids.  At first I thought, "what the heck?"  Then I realized it was the words of the song on the radio that were pulling at my heartstrings.  I've heard and sang the song a million times before, but never to my two sleeping angels, peaceful in their carseats, trusting in me to get them home safe, trusting me to teach them about the world passing outside their windows, teaching them how to live .     Read the words to this song.  Sing the words to your babies.  Show them how to dance. I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger, May you never take one single breath for granted, GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed, I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean, Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens, Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, And when y...

                                                                                                   Birth             1 Year                                                        7lbs 5oz       17lbs 14oz                                                     19.5 inches       29 inches Happy Birthday Lil Lila!!!! I think she decided she would give me a gift....she's sleeping through the night!  She pro...

As I look at the calendar creeping closer to our babies turning 1 and 3, I am filled with relief, happiness, a touch of longing, and joy. August 2013 August 2014 I've always been up for an adventure.  I've never hesitated to share a hotel room with a stranger in unforeseen circumstances, hitchhike through the Tetons, or set sail on a vintage catamaran that ultimately sank and left us floating in the ocean.  None of those adventures were as scary or joyous as raising these two tiny people.  There hasn't been an adventure that has filled my soul as completely or taught me more then the past 3 years of motherhood.  As I look into their faces I am thankful, I am in awe, I am humbled.  Out of all the countries and unique places I have visited, I have never seen a site more beautiful then staring into the eyes of our children. The day Paisley was born (despite being mildly goofy from the medicine and the passing of 3 years) I ca...

As we rubbed the sleep out of our eyes and prepared for the day, we were surprised to learn that a cold front had pushed through and it was downright chilly!  It was a packing fail as I realized none of us had clothes for such a chilly day.  We made due and ventured out to see the sites. After picking up Paisley from my parents hotel, we took a taxi to the September 11th museum.  What should have been a "quick" drive a few miles took roughly 30 minutes.  I was thankful that I wasn't driving in this horrendous traffic, but even more thankful that I do not live in a big city.   There were plenty of tourists once we arrived at ground zero.  The last time I was here there were still piles of ruble from the catastrophic events of September 11th.  Those piles were now replaced by 2 beautiful and peaceful water falls.     I was a little nervous about taking the kids into the museum, as I imagined it was sacred ground and I didn't want...

                                    Birth                   11 Months                                   7lbs 5oz                 18lbs (+/-)                                19.5 inches              28 inches (+) It's hard not to feel the burn of tears threatening to fall as I think we are now 1 month away from our baby turning 1.  Our baby girl that filled us with fear when we first heard the phrase "It's a girl."  The baby girl that was born pouting, sticking her bottom lip out.  The baby girl that learned how to rule the 3 other people that live in this house quicker then anticipated.  That ...

As our party entered Club 21, I glanced at the swanky setting and the yuppies sipping aged whisky in their sport coats.  I sent up a quick prayer that my children would not break anything, scream to loudly, or spill anything on anyone other than their father or I. We sat at a table near the bar for drinks and appetizers.  Scott and I were daring enough to try "most" of what was served... I may have been the only person in the entire building carrying a diaper bag and dried cranberries, but I "think" our little group blended into the setting nicely. We headed downstairs to the wine cellar where dinner was waiting. We had to pass through the kitchen on the way downstairs which was interesting!  I was going to help the chef cook a thick filet, but since I was holding the baby I figured I better not get too close to the open flame. As the heavy door to the cellar swung open, I peered into the windowless room and felt my breath catch ever so slightly. ...

As we arrived at the park, the wedding planner met us and guided us through the paths in Central Park to the wedding location.  Rhea was waiting at the top of Wagner Cove for everyone to arrive.  I'm not sure I'd ever been happier for my sister than I was at that very moment.  She beamed so brightly it was impossible not to match her smile with my own.  She had tears her eyes as all of her favorites gathered in one spot. I walked down the stone aisle with Greg's oldest son as the violinist played.  The cove was beautiful with a small gazebo placed in front of the water.  Onlookers gathered both on foot and canoe as the preacher began the ceremony.  I let his words of love and commitment soak in as I glanced behind me at my husband and our 2 babes.  Even though he had a squirmy babe in his arms and we were slightly nervous Paisley would jump in the water, Scott and I smiled at each other.  We had survived getting to NYC, getting eve...