If you need a little break…


You throw your toddlers into their car seats and you drive your happy hiney to Target!

Target is my home away from home…my sweet sweet mecca…my means of “escape” when I need a break and every other person in my life has a “real” job and can’t babysit at 2 o’clock in the afternoon!

Target also has STARBUCKS!!!

Target also has CLEARANCE end caps which causes me to buy more crap than I could possibly use or need.

Where else can you go that you can toss your littles into a cart, strap them down and cruise aisle after aisle of amazingness all the while enjoying a delicious coffee beverage?!

I will make excuses just to go to there…oh darn I only have 1/2 a bottle of liquid dish soap left…”Girls go find Mommy your shoes!”…my oldest responds with GLEE…”Mommy…we go to Target now?!”

I also get a giggle when my husband comes home and sees the remains of a Target trip on the counter in our kitchen and all he does is let out a deep sigh and shakes his head…I mean what else does he want from me?  I go no where else…I think I need to go on a mini vacay for just 4 days…and I will bet $100 he goes to Target ATLEAST twice–he will then understand the need, the fire, the impulse that I can’t contain!

I know there are more of you Target junkies out there…Please share!!!

Oh and P.S.–I actually went to Target today and it was glorious!  I feel like a new woman now!


Let’s Talk Dirty…

LAUNDRY!!!!  No I don’t mean gossip, I mean the “stuff” that keeps piling up behind the closed door on the first floor of my house–I swear I have nightmares that the HUGE pile is threatening to eat my toddlers!

Yep, I’m that kind of mom–the kind of mom that just closes the door to the laundry room, only goes in to rummage through the pile and find the “necessities” and run a quick load!  I’m the kind of wife that will wash my husband’s boxers when he’s finally down to wearing the boxer briefs at the bottom of his sock and undies drawer–I know he’s down to the bottom when he’s grumbling to me over coffee first thing in the morning saying, “These things are just riding up…please wash some clothes!”

Don’t even get me started on folding the clean clothes with 2 little girls under the age of 3 running around–It’s a losing battle.  Most of the time the clean clothes sit in the basket, unfolded and we pick through them.  IF I am lucky enough to have a moment of peace and quiet to actually fold the laundry–we pick from the baskets of folded laundry.  To be honest if I had a moment of peace and quiet…haha I surely would NOT be doing laundry.  In fact I am not even sure what I would do with SOLID peace and quiet.

I’m also going to admit to you that our master bedroom is not the sanctuary of relaxation that you all THINK that I have…oh no no no…there are piles of laundry in there too, and a pile of laundry our master bathroom floor.  But wait…I know you might be thinking, “How terrible and so gross!”…but I assure you the laundry is removed from my “sanctuary” every week and placed behind the closed door on the first floor!  That’s SERIOUS progress in this house!

There have been a few times over the course of the past 6 months that EVERY stitch of clothing was washed, folded and put away in our house–you could actually see to the bottom of the hampers in the laundry room and there wasn’t so much as a sock on the floor!  Those few times were HUGE moments of pride for me–and I threatened the lives of every breathing being in our house that it better “Stay This Way!’…and I digress within a few short days the fond moments of a clean laundry room and all of the clothes tucked neatly in drawers had become a faded memory.

It’s really not as bad as it seems, the girls have clean clothes on their little bodies everyday and yes, my husband doesn’t run around in 3 times worn pants (that I am aware of).   It’s just that me and laundry have a serious love/hate relationship!

What kind of laundry mom are you?!

Lord, help me to do what I’m doing with desire and confidence. I pour out my heart to You and ask You to energize my faith. Amen


SURPRISE!!! It’s What’s For Dinner…

I wish I could tell all of you that I am so beyond Fabulous that I even plan out all of my little Family’s meals each and every day…HONEY PLEASE!   This is the real world and I’m trapped between mountains of laundry, piles of bills and 2 little girls that constantly need my attention! I’m super lucky the dishes are clean & put away–AND I got to take a shower–that’s how Fabulous it’s been in this house today!

Meals in this house, unless on a very rare and special occasion are hardly planned…they are more like a Jubilee of Surprise EVERYDAY!   Take for instance what’s on tonight’s menu–It’s Chef’s Choice…err…more like after the day I’ve had if it’s not rock hard frozen it’s going on your plate 🙂 ….The girls will be dining on Organic Waffle Fries, Free-Range/Organic Chicken Salad, Organic Red Grapes and Organic Steamed Broccoli–it’s easy, healthy and I know they won’t complain!  Win-Win ALL around!

What’s to eat for your family tonight?  Do you plan meals or do you just “wing it”?

Todays Great Shower Debate…


The shower should be a relaxing venture…the key words “should be” ring loud and clear these days!  I’m lucky enough to have a small moment to get in, wash my face, hair…then the question arises whilst in my moment of relaxing venture: Do I have enough time to shave…BOTH legs?  Armpits ONLY?  Legs & Pits?  or Neither?…I know that as soon as both feet step into the shower I only have about 7 minutes before one or both of the girls are screaming from their cribs for me.   My debate was interrupted abruptly as I heard the youngest screaming at the top of her lungs–in my fear she would wake her older sister–“Armpits ONLY” won.

Better Luck tomorrow–sorry Hubby–the hairy legged bush woman is still lurking in around the house!

I will hide my legs under jeans today–even in 87 degree weather. Oh the JOY!

There Isn’t Enough Coffee In The World…

     Let’s talk about sleep.  I haven’t slept a full night in over 2 years.  Oh yeah, you heard me!  Never in a million years did I EVER think that when I prayed for a baby I would get exactly what I prayed for.  I have found that God has quite the sense of humor!  I didn’t realize that He is in the business of barter and trade.  Oh I got the beautiful little baby that I always wanted…and one more shortly after…but at a cost!  Almost like Ariel on The Little Mermaid had to give Ursula her voice in order to become a human, fall in love and get her Prince…well kinda, but not really…it made sense in my head! LOL!

     You know the more I think about it it occurs to me that I would probably have a few less wrinkles and bags under my eyes if I could just get a solid 8 hours of sleep EVERY night!  My 1 year old daughter is the sleep champion of the World…she’s been sleeping through the night since she was 2 months old–oh that child is wonderful! 

     The culprit is my 2 year old daughter–this chick wouldn’t sleep if you bribed her, begged her and even paid her!   Bedtime ’round these parts is between 7:30pm and 8pm.  I know, I know…a little insane…but it works for us.  For my oldest I’ve tried putting her to bed later and hoping she will be too tired to wake in the night–nope!  I’m an epic failure with figuring this puzzle out!  It never ends–we give baths at 7pm, PJ’s, brush teethers, story at 7:20pm and then it’s off to bed! 

   As the house is quiet and the girls are sleeping, I’m ridding up the kitchen from dinner, catching up on Facebook and just as I’m too tired to keep my eyelids open with even toothpicks, I head up to bed.  I will no sooner get in that bed around 11pm and the oldest starts screaming like she’s being kidnapped through her bedroom window!  I’ve learned to just lay there and let her “Scream it Out’–(per her Doctor)–but after 45 minutes to an hour of her screaming and kicking violently I can’t take it anymore!  I will sit outside her door, I don’t dare step foot into that room–that would take this “night terror” to a whole different level of insane…but I sit out there and I pray.  She does eventually quiet down and I creep back to my bed…but inevitably she starts again. 

     I could go on and on…the point to my yammering is that I don’t really get to bed until 1-2am each night…7:30am comes entirely too early for the youngest.  This Mommy doesn’t sleep!   When “tiny alarm” #2 wakes jibber-jabbering in her bed the next morning—I stumble down the stairs and make a pot of coffee–I think I’m becoming immune to coffee…it has zero effect on me.  In fact I don’t even know why I bother drinking it.   Are there any other Mommies aboard this Crazy Train that are dealing with or have dealt with a similar problem?  Any resolution?  

    I will admit the wakings at night are become less frequent, there are some weeks we are down to 5 nights of waking instead of all 7–maybe there is light at the end of this tunnel? 

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  Each day has enough trouble of it’s own.”

Matthew 6:34

Ha…Like I HAVE time…

As I stood in my kitchen on this fine August morning, Sesame Street roaring in the background, a sink full of dishes staring back at me and the girls scattering toys around the family room–I think to myself, “Hmmm…I should start a blog!”.  So here I am, the always “not enough time”, yoga pants wearing, poopy diaper changing, can’t stay on top of the laundry Mom…starting a blog.  I’m probably ready for a diagnosis of “Medically Insane”…Lord help me!  

I guess I just need an outlet.  HAHAHA!  Yeah, that’s it!  I need to put all of my borderline crazy thoughts out onto the internet for all of you to read and laugh at!

My life…hmmm…well it’s not just mine anymore, I’ve traded in all of the “Me” time, my stilettos, my manicures, my sanity and oh let’s not forget about my “figure”…well I’ve traded those things and more in for a husband (with whom I am madly in love with), a two story colonial in the suburbs, 2 cats and 2 crazy, beautiful, little girls that are 12 months apart–(SURPRISE…you really are fertile after you have a baby!)  I wouldn’t trade it, change it or go back and do anything different…I have found that God really does answer your prayers, in HIS own time and on HIS own terms!   I’m a hot mess MOST of the time…and I’m learning how to juggle it all and even get a shower in on a daily basis (I’m still trying to master this feat!).

This blog will probably be an ever evolving project…just like me and this crazy life!  In the midst of all of this crazy that surrounds me–“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”-Philippians 4:13