one tiny room

Today we went to the doctors for a check up for the boys. Two months. Man. Oddly enough, I didn’t get a picture of either of them. I know, great mom, right? It was exhausting for all of us. 3 hours after getting home, they are all still napping. HOORAY. why am I not napping?

We were there for 2 hours…4 people in a 5×10 room with a double stroller for two hours. Doesn’t that just make you want to sign up for that ride?? haha. The girls did pretty well considering. We played eye spy about 12 times while I wore one Gray and bounced and rocked Luke. The girls also learned about the “no blinking” game. I couldn’t remember what it was called, so it’s now called that.. ha



Beverly Heil MarcilJune 19, 2014 - 3:07 am

Your family is growing. It’s hard to believe the boys are two months old already.

The joy project

Having four children has changed my life dramatically. All of ours actually. We don’t leave the house often and it’s never to do anything fun. I thought I would try to make the best of our situation and current season of staying put by getting more creative.

My plan to become successful in this is by saying yes more. Saying yes to the messy. Saying yes to the time consuming activities or things that I may not necessarily feel would be fun to clean up. If the girls are asking to do something, I’m fighting the knee-jerk reaction to say no, simply because it’s easier. So, to saying yes, I’m going to try to document a piece of our everyday in a photo a day. Even if it’s just capturing the mundane.



Letters to my children | June 2014


hayandbay2-2hayandbay3-2To my girls.

It’s moments like these that make my mama heart soar. When the dust from the craziness settles from the boys and I realize that it’s a bit too quiet in the rest of the house. I went to check on you both to see what you guys were getting into this time- because too often, when it’s quiet with you two, I end up cleaning up a mess. Like when you guys decided your ketchup from lunch would make a great face paint. Or putting on 4 pairs of underwear..and throwing the rest of the underwear and clothes from your drawers on the floor mixed in with the other clothing, never quite knowing for sure which is clean or dirty. Or telling you girls to get off of the table…yes, that table, too.

But when I walk in on you two playing nicely, even if it involves taking off 50 stickers that I later find around the house on tile floor, the banister railings or even in my hair…I am left smiling. Having you two so close in age was our hope that you two would be inseparable. Your interests would be similar and your learning experience would be just that much more fun- because you would always have someone by your side learning with you. Discovering with you. Because the things you will learn as you grow can be fascinating, but sharing the experience with someone you love is what will make it memorable. What will strengthen your bond together.

And the messes I will clean up- the ketchup off your faces, the stickers from your bodies…those are the things I will remember. I am learning to not only embrace the mess, but love it. Embedding this stage of your childhood in my heart and memory because this time is going by so fast.  I don’t want to forget these moments.


With lots of love,


HeatherJune 16, 2014 - 9:10 pm

I love this and love having our littles close in age for similar reasons. Mirabelle teachs Abraham new things and he has taught her patience. What a miracle little children are, especially when they have someone so special to share it with. You’re awesome mommy!

week eight

The babies are 8 weeks now. The pregnancy flew by relatively fast until I hit week 34. I knew it would be hard so I totally psyched myself up for it and thought I could deal. 34 weeks? I would sit in my recliner chair and cry. Everything hurt. Carrying one baby is hard. Carrying two is nothing I could ever imagine nor explain. But here is the kicker, once you become pregnant with more than one…you realize you aren’t the only one who has gone through this. No, there is actually WAY more people that are/were pregnant with twins than I would have ever guessed. Yes, I knew the twin rate was growing because of IVF and medicines that make you drop more than one egg. But overall I thought it was pretty rare. A whole twin community online and in real life showed itself once I announced I was having twins. The support that all these ladies offered was amazing. Even a stranger who happened to be a twin mom confidently told me in Costco that it’s rough at times, but worth every bit of lost sleep and tears.

Back to the tears that flowed at 34 weeks- (full circle there? eh? Am I spider-webbing? Do you know what that is? haha)  Every day, literally, I would beg my friends to tell me it was going to end soon. Like sooner than soon. The support I received helped, but I also was told a lot that we thought I would only make it to 36 weeks. Ok. Two more weeks. I can do this. This was my mantra. I had come so far with so little trouble, I could certainly go two more weeks. Every appointment showed that I wasn’t dilating or effacing. Like at all. zero and zero. Seriously? I had at least 10 lbs of baby in me at this point and there was no progress. That held all the way until I delivered at 38 weeks and 2 days via c-section. Not the way I dreamt of birthing these babies…but that’s another story that I will tell later.

fast forward.

Babies came and the first two weeks were literally a blur. We spent 5 days in the hospital with no NICU time and the boys looked great besides some jaundice and weight loss. When we got home, the days were long and the nights even longer. Trying to get into a routine with 4 kids. 4 kids under the age of 5. If I could do this, I could do anything, right?boys8weeks

I can’t believe I’ve made it to 8 weeks (already) with a good amount of my hair still on my head. I imagine it may be turning grey rather quickly.  I’m still trying to find my feet in all this change and every day is never the same as the day before and same goes for the nights. But I do have to say I think I’ve taken all the challenges that come with being a mom of multiples and a mom of four and really ran with it.



After a blogging hiatus…like to the point where I just didn’t even renew my domain and hosting for 9 months, all my previous posts/site design- which took DAYS of work and of course all my photos that went along with it were permanently deleted. Yes, I still have all the photos on my external HD but all the stories that I poured out along with the photos are gone. Gone forever.

Insert crying.

My last post was announcing that I was pregnant with the twins and how God worked it all out. And how everything was in His perfect timing and how amazing it was to witness His plan unfolding. I really wish I had that post still…as it’s a bit fuzzy now on exactly the revelation I had.

Anyhow, I’m back. And going to freakin’ screenshot all my posts. and save. Oh, and also make a book with all my posts at the end of the year. Didn’t know you could do that? Ya, me neither. Go here.


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