
Daddy and the boys CM 2009
Wow, that was fast. I look at those pictures from July and wonder where Summer went. It flew by and now my kiddos are wearing 18 and 24 month clothes, they have lots of words and idiosyncrasies, they giggle and make us laugh and yell and get so frustrated that sometimes we just have to walk away and calm down.
Other times, I just hold them (for as long as they will sit in my lap) and smell the tops of their heads and wonder how I got so lucky, my survivor guilt kicks in and I succumb to the tears of relief and wonder and gratitude for the two boys that have completed my heart and family. I know that I am not different from other mothers, I am not special or unique just because I planned these babies, prayed harder for them. Mothers will walk through fire for their children, I am no different. Yet, I am. I feel more aware of my boys, I feel that my anger and parenting is stupid and lacks patience much like my infertility did. I feel inadequate most days and profoundly grateful most days too. I am not much different from my Infertile self at all, I am just an infertile parent now. Navigating a terrain that is foreign to me and full of hopeful places and dark places too...yes"es" and NO's!!!!! We all yell "NO" a lot lately.
Infertility never really leaves me, because I am constantly aware of it as I look at my children. Any mother of multiples will tell you that you can't go out anymore without the constant "oohs " and "ahhs", the smiles that start at Gio or Jacob and find me behind Mr Kir pushing the stroller, the ones that say things without words like "good job" , or "dear God how cute" or "wow, how DO you do it?" I always feel uncomfortable with those smiles. I know they are compliments but I always feel like I don't measure up to them. I'm just doing the best I can, being the best mom I can be. If Gio and Jacob are cute, it's not me that made it that way...they just are. If they are good boys, I might take some credit, but Daycare is helping with it and making it possible by instructing and teaching. If they look adorable...well...OK I will take credit for that, the fashionista in me makes sure they match and have groovy clothes :) LOL
other than, time is flying by. We have little toddlers now, instead of babies. We can take them places and they show interest. They can go to the Zoo and say "buh bye" to the camels and pen quins. They can walk (RUN) around the pumpkin patch...they can have a vacation at the beach. They dance and clap, they run and giggle...they are bold, they don't listen. They are my HEART. They hit each other, they hug each other. They whine and whine and whine. They love Noggin and Their Barney doll that "Sings in the Rain" They have a language we don't understand..they say words in baby voices and make me realize how fleeting this time has been. They can say Mama and Daddy and reduce me to a pile of Mush.
They have made me crazy and sane.
They have made me better and worse.
They have changed me forever.
Enjoy the pictures. :)