Mothers Day The Third

Well, some how some way, the kids have survived another year of living and we have survived another year of parenting. Three years of Parenthood. And today on this Mothers Day, I would like to take a little bit of time to recognize the mothers of the world. Especially the mothers in my life.

My mother-in-law, Nance, has been a true blessing in this parenting journey. I will admit I was not jumping up and down when I heard Nance was going to be moving closer to us. TV sitcoms had clouded my vision and gave me nightmares of the over-bearing mother-in-law that would be over at our house everyday and meddling in every aspect of our lives. But the truth is, Nance has been nothing like that. She has been supportive, loving and caring. She has bailed us out and made our lives better in so many ways and times. She raised an amazing daughter and has continues to help raise our kids. Riley may be a little angry with her right now, but he still loves going over to Grammies house. I am glad that she around the corner and that the kids get to have that experience. In the simplest of words, thank you Nance for all the wonderful things you bring into our lives.

With my mom, words are hard to put down to explain what my mom means to me. As a teenager, I never really knew. Even in college I was only started to realize what an amazing person and parent my mom was. I don’t remember how old I was, but it was a long time before I ever remember telling my mom I loved her. And it was from that time on, that if anyone asked I would say, my hero was my mom. What is funny, is that in today’s internet age, parenting advice is a dime a dozen. There are pages and pages of information on how to raise your kids. What you should do if your kid does this or if your kid does that. My mom did not have that and yet looking back my mom did everything perfect and exactly the way it needed to be done to raise me and to “handle” me. I cannot image being raised any other way. I know I am not some super successful, wealthy person, but the success I have had in life is 99 percent her. And every time I sit down and think about how great my life is, I thank her in my head and my heart. One of these days, I will get over my macho self and tell her in person. But even before I wrote this, I always that in some small ways she has always known. Because she always knows…

They say you save the best for last. And when it comes to me and food, that is true. Whatever the best tasting dish on my plate is, I always make sure to leave that bite of food to be the last one. With Meggi, it is also hard to put into words what she means to me and to the kids. I hope that our kids will be more expressive with their feelings. Though, I can tell already that Riley is a little too much like me in that regard. I would say its a boy thing but its probably my bad influence. Meggi has been the right mother at the right time for these kids, just like my mom. She give them the love and the understanding they need at the time they need it. She gives them the tough love and non-understanding at the right times also. She gives in when it appropriate and says no when, a NO is needed. She has learned or maybe she just develop the skills and tools needed to keep this little family chugging along. She handles the bad time with grace and celebrates the good times with much joy and excitement. She is definitely a stabilizing force and the ying to my yang when it comes to raising the kids.

So on this, her third year as Mother, I simply want to say thank you for being who you are, the perfect mother for the kids and the perfect wife for me. Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who read this.

Now, what you all have been waiting for… Pictures!

24 Weeks

Today we hit what I have always considered the first very important milestone of the pregnancy. At 24 weeks, the babies have developed enough of a lung that if the babies needed to or wanted to come out, they could survive outside the womb. While the babies show no signs of wanting to get out yet, it is comforting to know that if they did want to get out (with the assist of a very large NICU bill) the babies can survive.

The other thing about 24 weeks…  We are quickly realizing that there is not much time left until they will be here. We have a lot of work to do. Its mostly little things but hey the new season of our favorite TV shows are starting. I guess its the time in our lives when we need to start leaving the TV alone and spend a little more time on the things around the house that need to be completed. The good news is… we will be warm this winter. My weekend was filled with cutting down some nice big douglas fir trees and bringing them back home. Now I just have to split the wood. Meggi and her mom took some time Saturday to start shopping for baby clothes. Meggi has a new appreciation for TJ Max now. It is kinda funny to me. I can’t help but think that Meggi wants babies just so she can dress them up in all the cute clothes she can find. It is a good thing the babies have Meggi. If it was up to me, I think I would just stick one of my t-shirts over them and call it good.

To end the weekend, I convinced Meggi to allow me to take some fun photos outside while it was still warm. So since we have been documenting every other week with a photo. This week, I give you two photos. The series photo and a little provocative one that we took out in the wild. GROWL!