Welcome to my Rollercoaster

Ok, I'm well aware that I am coming from a place full of crazy hormones and phlehm which probably explains a lot. But I shall continue anyway.

A couple of things happened yesterday.
Last night CH and I were talking about the sad fact that a couple of his friends were getting separated/divorced. Now, I don't actually even know these people myself. They are guys CH cycles with for the most part. They have both been together with their spouses for many years. One has grown kids. The other has none. Like I said, I don't even really know them at all. It still makes me feel incredibly sad. Two people who loved each other and made a life together can't continue on together anymore. Even though sometimes it's for the best. I guess because I have a spouse. And I'm over-relating. And I'm emotional.

And then I watched Grey's Anatomy. Which I KNOW is a tv show. And the people aren't real. But someone almost died and it was about the people you love and loss and how we share each others joys and pain. And if your mom is mean to you, you will be screwed up. And my mom is always nice to me. And I have friends and loved ones and they mean the world to me. And of course I don't want to lose them. And I'm emotional. And over-relating.

And it made me think how it's easy to feel that love when the big things happen. Someone is hurt or at risk of being taken away and we focus on how much we love them. But then the day to day things chip away at us. We don't pay enough attention, or we take for granted, or we argue, or we are too critical. And one day we can't stand it anymore. We don't want to be with the person we used to love most. It scares me how this kind of thing can happen.

Because I have loved ones. And did you remember the pregnant hormones over here? I think I'm 0ver-relating...
(wait a minute, is this what it's like to be drunk?)

Germ Warfare

So the good news is that we went away for the weekend to my parent's place and had a ball there. The snow was piled higher than the kids are tall!
Photo updates to follow.

But the chicklets and I are sick again. Or still. Colds. Stuffy heads and runny noses and general yuckiness. The Bee has a horrible cough, especially at night. It seems we are in a vicious cycle of being stuck in the house being miserable, but everytime we are well enough to go out, something else finds us, and we're stuck at home sick again. UHG.

I hate to even talk about it, because I am at least as sick of being sick as you are of hearing about it, but that is what's going on.
We are really hoping life will resume again at it's regular speed. Very soon.

Zoo Fun

Yesterday we met up with another one of our favorite pals at the zoo. It was a beautiful quiet snowy, but warm day. We enjoyed a pleasant walk around and then the best part, as always, snacks!
Who knew you could have the best day at the zoo in February...

2 Years Old

Sooooo....yeah....remember that day two years ago (yesterday) when I had 2 babies? I sure do!

I managed to haul my whale sized self out of bed to pee at 7am, and my water broke. And I thought to myself, Holy Crap. I'm going to have Valentine's Babies. Who could've planned that?

Then a madcap drive to the hospital ensued, during morning rush hour, just like you would see in a movie, with a frantic crazy father-to-be weaving (safely) in and out of traffic and an even more frantic mother-to-be having intense contractions and freaking out in the car. Wuhoo!

Needless to say, it all turned out very well. And that feeling of complete shock and overwhelmed-ness I felt after they carried my newborns off to the NICU and my epi drugs wore off, well, I'm getting used to that too...

Last year, I wasn't sure at first how I wanted to handle the boys first birthday. Sure, it's a special occasion, but the kids really don't know any difference. I realized that I really wanted a celebration. I felt that I had accomplished something by just surviving that first year. And more or less we were all still intact. So really, it was more for me. Although they managed to make the most of the food and friends and the gifts and all the adoration, even if they didn't understand it!

This year, I wanted to do something the boys would really enjoy. Due to various circumstances, we decided not to have a big party, and we couldn't even pull off a grandparent-family get-together. So we decided to spend the morning at the Science Centre with our good pal REd.
What a great time!

We climbed and splashed and ran around, and built stuff and pushed stuff over, and slid down slides, and raced dinky cars, had snacks and then checked out the Creative Children's Museum downstairs.

The boys had such a great time they didn't want to leave after we realized we had been there for 3 hours and it was definitely nap time.

We capped off our day with some fine dining, which was very much to the boys liking.
Some cantelope for a starter followed by handfuls of fine grape tomatoes. A main course of chicken hot dogs (lower fat because we're all about health here) and smiley faces with a side of ketchup and mustard relish. Our tastebuds were then tantalized by the chocolate lovers ganache heart shaped cake.

A surprise treat from Daddy.
Good eats!


Happy Birthday my sweet Valentines!

Pukefest Continues

...And Mommy makes 3.

Uhg. It seems that the 'reward' for spending the week bunkered down with the sickies, is well, catching their sickies. You'd think the least they could do is make their own food and change their own diapers to make up for it.

Two Days

I had the unbelievable opportunity to go away this past weekend. Without my kids. Even without my CH. I went out to my parents place with a couple of girlfriends. It's the first time I've been away from my kids for more than a few hours. I had the best sleep I've had in more than two years!

My time away confirmed a few things I already suspected:

Sleep deprevation makes me tired. I am not at my best when I am tired.

Chips and salsa and Skor bites are a great meal replacement...for a while. Then you will crave a vegetable. Ice cream is not a vegetable.

I still know all the words to 'Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go'.

Dr. McDreamy really is dreamy. After watching a full season one, and part of season two (as much as we could fit in), he still holds up.

My Charming Husband has an undeniable talent which I love/hate for making everything he does seem easy. Even looking after a sick, puking boy and his cold-riddled brother for the weekend. He even did the puke laundry.

There is nothing like a little time apart to really make your heart grow fonder. My boys got bigger and even more adorable while I was gone, and my husband even more charming.

But fear not, the universe has a way of equalizing things in case you had a moment of envy, and I am back in full swing with Sad Puke Boy and Sir Coughs- A- Lot-Poopy Pants.

Update: Make that Puke Boy 1, and Puke Boy 2. It's always good to share with your brother!

I Heart February

January is finally over. Yippy! Winter is one month closer to being finished. And while February is still cold and wintery, starting with today, at least it's shorter. Right?! And honestly there is something warm and cozy and velvety and rich and chocolatey about it. Whether you subscribe to the notion of Valentine's Day or not. Maybe it's just the notion of a little deep dark indulgence to get you through to spring. And in our case the birthday of our two valentines is just more fun to celebrate.
I find I am torn between aspirations of throwing a slightly Martha-type party with all the trimmings. And then I think of a house full of two year olds, and I reconsider. As I've realized before I am not Martha and maybe a quiet little family celebration is in order. Either way, something in me can't resist researching the perfect cupcake...