Downward dog, anyone?
They’re almost 9 months old. You know this wasn’t set up.
(I know approximately two yoga poses. Maybe three. Don’t hate if this is sooooo not downward dog. Blame the babies. It isn’t my mistake – they obviously just aren’t doing it right.)
I know movies and TV shows always talk about the “What I did on summer vacation” assignments when school starts, but I honestly don’t remember doing any of my own.
ANYWAY.
I-77 South seems to be closed from Ohio to North Carolina, so we loaded the trio and headed “up north” to introduce Toby, Eleanor […]
I realized recently that I’ve made peace with my babies’ birth.
There is no point in holding a grudge against my body. I’ve forgiven it
There is no point in holding a grudge against myself. I didn’t choose their premature birthdate.
There is no point in wishing the babies hadn’t needed to fight so hard […]
The lighting didn’t agree with me and the babies had no interest in anything but their own agendas.
But they’re cute. And I love them more than you’ll ever know.
And they finally fit into the onesies stitched for them by the wonderfully talented Katherine.
Time hasn’t been […]
This was from more than a week ago, but I completely forgot about it! I dressed the babies in special outfits for my birthday, but I didn’t remember to take a photo before Callista yarfed avocado down her sleeve and Eleanor soaked her shirt in drool.
Babies.
But! I was browsing through my mom’s […]
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