3 months.

Exactly 3 months ago, I gave birth to these beautiful baby boys.
Today Eric and I said to each other, 'Congratulations, we have survived 3 months with 3 kids."
The last 3 months have been so hard, but so wonderful. I can honestly say that these are the best of times and the worst of times. It is so hard to function with just a couple of hours of sleep on some nights, with two babies crying at the same time, and a 3 year old demanding your attention. It's exhausting trying to feed two babies and still find time to feed yourself or even take a shower. It's frustrating not being able to keep my house clean with all this going on and after spending hours cleaning it, a little certain boy comes along and messes it up within 5 minutes.

Life can be so hard sometimes, but then there are those times when these beautiful babies look up at you, smile, coo just because you are their mother. It's magical watching a 3 year old ask to hold his baby brothers and snuggle up to them or try to tickle them and then watching these cute babies smile back at him. It's wonderful being able to comfort these boys just by holding them and talking to them. It's so peaceful watching these sweet babies sleep, their eyes twitching and wandering what they are dreaming of. I would not trade any of those hard times if it means that I have these precious moments in my life.
At 3 months of age, Xander and Liam are very happy boys. They smile constantly and love to coo or talk when they are being talked to. Last night Xander laughed out loud for the first time. It was a big chuckle and the most precious sound. I feel Liam is trying to learn how to crawl. Every time I put him on his tummy on the floor, he tries to grab onto something and pull himself forward. Sometimes he makes it somewhere. They are also discovering their hands and toes. It is so cute watching them look at something and concentrate so hard trying to figure it out. At night they sleep together in a playard. We try to lay them down as far away from each other as possible because at some point they move right next to each other and snuggle and sometimes wake each other up.
I love my children more than anything else. Xander and Liam have already brought so much love and joy into our home and I feel so blessed and humbled with them in my life.

A month to remember.

November was a very busy month for our family and because it was so busy, I did not have time to blog.
The month started off with the passing of Dennis, then the twins blessing. The blessing was beautiful and was an even more emotional day because Dennis had passed away the Friday before. The spirit was so strong that day and it felt like a day of mourning Dennis and celebrating the birth of the twins. Try contemplating how we felt that day. Many happy and sad tears were shed that day.
Liam

Xander

That next week we spent attending Dennis' memorial service then driving to Utah and attending the burial service at the Salt Lake City Cemetery. It was a beautiful service. This was the one time when all of Dennis' children and stepchildren were all together. We spent 2 days gathering and having fun.Tyler was in heaven playing with so many cousins It was truly a celebration of Dennis' life. I learned so much about Dennis in that week that I did not know and I loved him and missed him even more.

Ty sleeping on the drive to Utah.


Ty loving his cousin's fake rifle.

Ty and cousin celebrating his little cousin's birthday.

The next week we went to Fresno to introduce the twins to their great-grandparents. I consider myself very lucky to still have 3 living grandparents. (My grandfather passed away when I was 14). This is very special to me because I really want my children to be able to meet their great-grandparents. Unfortunately due to health problems, I am sad to say that some of them might not be around for another year,though I pray that they are. I wish that my children could grow up knowing them, but I will at least be able to say to them that they met their great- grandparents and each one was able to hold them.. I have many fond memories of spending the summers with my grandparents on both sides.My uncle also came for a visit to meet the twins.

Thanksgiving was spent at home. For the holidays we usually end of traveling, but with the passing of Dennis, we decided that we would hold Thanksgiving at home and celebrate it with Eric's mother. We had a very relaxing day, excluding the time I had to prepare the meal and worry that the turkey was never going to be done cooking.

November was a month to remember. It was a time we mourned the loss of Dennis, but continued to celebrate the birth of the twins with so many family members.