LANDON CRIES WOLF

As a mother you quickly learn to distinguish between cries. There are the serious ones and the whinny ones; the tired ones and the help me ones. Landon has learned the difference and is using it to his advantage.

Gma Karen was over and I put the brothers down for a nap. Landon began a blood curdling cry shortly after he was put to bed. Karen as a mother-in-law never butts in on my territory but as a gma she softly said, "shouldn't you check on him". I ran upstairs and burst into the room. Landon was still screaming but looked fine as he sat with a picture book in his lap. "Landon what is wrong?" and in a happy Landon voice replied, "look mom...a ball!", as he pointed to one of the pictures.

I left the room and later the same cry began. Fool me once, shame on me...but fool me twice is just embarrassing. Now I let him cry it out. I know that someday I am going to go in and find him with a limb stuck or something serious and I did not check on him.

BUNK BEDS

We bought some bunk beds on Craigslist. They are fantastic. We planned on The brothers using them and then getting Brenna something else. Well Brenna was SOOOO excited about the "top bed" and we could not convince her that it was not for her. The boys share the bottom separated by a body pillow.

Now we have a sleeping room, with only beds and anything/everything else in the room out of reach and the light bulb is unscrewed. We also have a play room, with toys and books.

When we packed up the cribs I knew I had moved into the next phase...the "put them to bed over and over stage" otherwise known as the "No nap stage". I have been dreading this stage for awhile. With help of scary daddy...nighttime it is working out.

Nap time I have been sorry to see go. I cherished those few hours daily. But if course I found a solution. I put up a crib in Brenna's room for Cynthia (hopefully it is a girl) and if the boys are desperate for a nap, I put the culprit (usually Landon) in the crib. They fall asleep. YEAH!!!

Another downfall is the early rising in the morning. The first night they woke up at 6:30am!!! They usually slept until 8:30am everyday (Yep I was lucky).

ANOTHER DIFFERENCE

If you could not tell the brothers apart Jackson thought of a clever way to help you out. He was riding on the motorcycle on Uncle Jayson's lap, when they hit a bump, and Jackson's front teeth got bonked hard. Thank goodness they did not break or fall out...but they are turning GRAY.

YEAH I AM PREGNANT!!!

I have finally over the miserable stage and am actually very happy right now.

My energy is only 75% what it was but my kids get cared for and dinner is done more often. I play with my kids, take them places...life is almost back to normal.

I am at a very awkward stage in my body shape. I look just pregnant enough that people probably just think I am fat. The rolls when I sit are unbearable.

I am hungry and can finally eat whatever I want. I am a little worried about this. I have to remember I am only eating for 2 not 3 like last time.

CONFESSIONS

Confessions of a Pregnant mother of a girl plus twin boys. Disclaimer: some entries may be disturbing.

I was always SHOCKED to hop into a mother's car that had trash, food, and toys all over the place... I am one of those mothers.

Besides my car, I am still a freak about my house and will work until I am vomiting if I know that someone might be coming over. I am more relaxed on regular days...not by choice but lack of energy.

I LOVE going to work. I LOVE a little piece of freedom and friends. Yet also fully believe I would be a better mom if I were not exhausted 2 days a week.

My belly is popping out far sooner than it is supposed to. Sometimes I have to wear a squeezer.

My children are a mess, especially when eating.

About once a week the boys go to bed with milk.

Brenna watches cartoons while I take a nap with the brothers. Sometimes we sleep for 3 hours. That is a lot of cartoons.

I cook dinner maybe once a month. Otherwise it is cereal.

If the clothes they have on are soft enough...they wear them as jammies.

I drive out of my way to go to Taco Bell for a bean burrito when I have the craving.

Fully believed that this pregnancy was RUINING my life...but at 13 weeks I can feel that the awful part is waning.

Extra fearful that this unborn baby will not be prefect. I hope God knows that twins was trial enough for one mama.

Cannot eat sweets. One gummy bear can make me sick for the rest of the day...yet I feel that I am gaining weight faster than I should. Not fair.