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January 8th, 2004
10:35 am well, I've been cleaning the kitchen :-) and it's nearly done... going to ditch the toaster it looks like for the toaster oven. Then gotta get rid of the juicer. ANYONE want a juicer? Current Mood: accomplished
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December 14th, 2003
11:29 am - BIG BOYS okay last week (I didn't post) Thomas did a #2 in the potty.... today Brian decided join the big boy club and #1 in the potty :-D such big boys!
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November 27th, 2003
01:53 pm Well this will be the boys second Thanksgiving... They are growing up so fast. They are such big boys. They climbed up into the carseats by themselves yesterday. I sobbed. But I guess that's to be expected. We've eating at Marsha's again this year, I don't have a problem with it though, cause next year we probably won't see her for Thanksgiving, my family will all be down here.
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November 4th, 2003
02:51 pm - Screw Holland (Twins Version) Screw Holland your stranded in Tokyo (Twins version)
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising twins -- to try to help people who have not shared the unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. I must say I have a very hard time to doing it, yet this about sums it up:
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip -- to Holland. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. You want to walk in fields of Tulips, and see the windmills yet not have to worry about crowds at all.
Soon the "disasters" start. You find out it's going to cost twice as much. For EVERYTHING. Then you find out you flight has been scheduled about a month earlier than you had planned. After scrambling for two months to get ready, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The flight attendant comes and says, "Welcome to Tokyo."
"Tokyo?" you say. "What do you mean, tokyo? I signed up for Holland! I'm supposed to be in Holland. All my life I've dreamed of going to Holland, nice calm, quiet Holland."
But there's been a change in the flight plans. They've landed in Tokyo and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. You must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's faster-paced than Holland, more flashy than Holland. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around and you begin to notice that Tokyo has lights and technology, it has things you never thought you would enjoy.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Holland, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will ! say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
But one day you'll look at them and say, "Have you ever thought about Tokyo?" and they'll respond with "I couldn't imagine going to Tokyo..." or "I couldn't handle Tokyo." That's when you know that you may have thought you wanted Holland, with windmills and Tulips but Tokyo is much more fun. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I realized this for the first time today.... The boys were sitting in the floor playing ball for the very first time without me having to scream at them to share...I watched the ball roll back and forth over my cookie crum covered floor and a swear I could see the lights of Tokyo!
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02:48 pm (The original) WELCOME TO HOLLAND by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability -- to try to help people who have not shared the unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this:
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip -- to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. Michelangelo's "David." The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The flight attendant comes and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?" you say. "What do you mean, Holland? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed t! o be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plans. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. You must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will ! say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had pl anned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland
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October 6th, 2003
10:16 am Boys' runny nose seems to be better (no snotty faces this morning) cough seems mostly better too.
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October 5th, 2003
12:35 pm Well Brian's feeling a little better. He's at least playing with Thomas now and giggling. Maybe this week we'll make it to play group again. Current Mood: hopeful
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October 1st, 2003
04:07 pm - ATTN ALL I will no longer be using this journal for anything more than to update on how the boys are doing. It just causes too many problems. That is all. Current Mood: crushed
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02:05 pm - Drama Drama Drama I would like to go over a post I made in a community called "I hate my inlaws" since this seems to be causing problems with said in-laws. The post was made back in July and I will admit I don't even remember what in the world was going on at the time...
Hello I'm new.... I have a terrific husband. I love my husband and I love his family... sometimes... ( Edit: This does not say I hate my inlaws... this says I love his family but can become annoyed and frustrated with them at times) It's not that they are all that bad. (Edit: They are not all bad and I love them more than my own family most of the time. I really would not be able to survive without them) It's just EVERYTHING I do is wrong.... blah blah blah... (The rest of this probably has something to do with what was going on at the time which is what I cannot remember please ignore it. Thank you)
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September 29th, 2003
03:24 pm - GIP Here's the latest Icon in the Twin series LOL... Okay I just couldn't pass up this ubber cute picture! Current Mood: silly
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September 27th, 2003
11:11 am
The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
| | Category | Your Score | Average LJer | | Community Attachment | 35.48% There's something special about you. Every once in awhile, one of your topics gets everyone chatting. | 24.6% | | MemeSheepage | 75.44% I am but one quiz among millions. My brethren surround me on the page. | 30.41% | | Original Content | 51.61% Using LiveJournal to express a few strong opinions | 40.25% | | Psychodrama Quotient | 25.3% Known to go off without warning | 16.92% | | Attention Whoring | 22.73% You do a little dance whenever someone friends you | 21.59% | |
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September 22nd, 2003
08:44 am Wow it's been a year... I remember waking up today a year ago and wondering if I should back out. I mean none of our friends were going to be there. Brian and smadoc were... but Becca couldn't come, and leiabelle was in England. I didn't have a wedding dress, or a bridal shower (not that I needed anything)... but then, Ted woke up and he looked over at me and smiled... I realized something. I didn't need any of it; the dress, parties, fancy cakes... none of it. All I needed was him and his love. So we did it. We took the plunge and got married. I never looked back and I've never regretted it for a moment. I never will. I love Ted with all my heart. I doubt he'll read this (he tries to stay away from LJ)... but if he does: Happy Anniversary baby. Current Mood: loved
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September 18th, 2003
08:41 am
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08:37 am
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September 12th, 2003
09:27 pm - SAD SONG Streets of Heaven -Sherrie Austin
Hello god It’s me again 2am, room 304 Visiting hours are over Time for our bedside tug of war The sleeping child between us May not make it through the night I’m fighting back the tears as she fights for her life
Well, it must be kinda crowded On the streets of heaven So tell me, what do you need her for Don’t you know one day she’ll be your little girl forever But right I need her so much more She’s much too young to be on her own Barely just turned seven So who will hold her hand when she crosses the streets of heaven
Tell me God Do you remember the wishes that she made When she blew out the candles on her last birthday cake She wants to ride a pony when she’s big enough She wants to marry her daddy when she’s all grown up
Well, it must be kinda crowded On the streets of heaven So tell me, what do you need her for Don’t you know one day she’ll be your little girl forever But right I need her so much more She’s much too young to be on her own Barely just turned seven So who will hold her hand when she crosses the streets of heaven
Lord don’t you know She’s my angel You’ve got plenty of your own And I know you hold a place for her but she’s already got a home Well I don’t know if you’re listening But prayings all that’s left to do So I ask you Lord have mercy You lost a son once too
Well, it must be kinda crowded On the streets of heaven So tell me, what do you need her for Don’t you know one day she’ll be your little girl forever But right I need her so much more She’s much too young to be on her own Barely just turned seven So who will hold her hand when she crosses the streets of heaven
So if you take her with you today Will you make sure she looks both ways And would you hold her hand when she crosses the streets of heaven The streets of heaven Current Mood: sad
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01:23 pm Seems my dad has picked out Toddler beds for the boys and will be buying them tomorrow. I've been thinking about it for a while since I didn't want to start potty training till they could get out of bed at night. hmmmmmm glad we have the potty chair now :-) Don't know if we'll put the beds up right away but it looks like they will be firetrucks cause they have high sides on them unlike the racecars. sure they will be adorable. Current Mood: blah
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08:32 am Well, nothing to much to really update about. Found out my B&D concert has finally been rescheduled for November 2nd. The got Rascal Flatts, Brad Paisley, Aaron Lines, Cledius T. Judd and Brooks and Dunn. I had hoped to see Jeff Bates too but beggars can't be choosers :-) Current Mood: cranky
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September 6th, 2003
11:29 pm - Today Spent the day with Mikey today :-D.... It's great to have him back in with the friends again. Unfortunately he and Summer broke up. She broke his heart pretty bad but maybe now (after some recovery time of course) he can find a girl who can make him happy and be good to him and stuff. The boys love him by the way... As if there was ever any doubt. But well I'm bushed and not feeling well (Think it was the Wendy's from earlier... I ate part of the boy's hamburger... they and I are feeling puking... Ted, me, and boys ate french fries and he's not feeling good either so maybe that was it too...) anyway off to bed with me. G'night all
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