Here we are...

So I thought I would start a blog... really should have started this like 2 years ago! In my defense I have been kind of busy. So here is a little about me and my family.

My partner Julie and I have been together for about 15 years. About 3 years ago we decided we wanted to have a baby. I have no idea what took us so long. Ok, well it was me. I really thought I did not want to have a baby. I had a really bad childhood and did not want to recreate any of that with my offspring.

At 33 my biological clock stared buzzing loudly and I hit the snooze bar for a few years. Even got a puppy to try to quell the screaming of the clock. Honestly, I didn't even realize I was wanting a baby. Finally I gave in and told Julie we needed to start a family with babies that have 2 legs instead of 4.


We set out to get me knocked up...seem simple enough right? Well, it took a lot of money and more time then I thought it would. We started out doing IUIs with a specialist and that did not work. Six months and one laparoscopy later we decided to do IVF.

During the IVF we got like 20 eggs but only 6 fertilized and only ONE made it to blast. We returned that embryo back into my uterus and waited 2 wks... A really LONG two weeks. On my birthday (only 9 days after the transfer) I peed on a stick. It was negative. Depressed I throw the stick in the trash and got into the shower. When I got out for some reason I fished the pee stick out of the trash and it was faint positive. I freaked... I knew that it was past the time frame but I had NEVER gotten a positive even after days.

So I was pregnant with one beautiful baby, so I thought. At 6 wks I went to the RE to get a sonogram. I knew what to look for. I was an experienced sonographer at this point. Having gone through sooooo many of them. I knew to look for a flickering silver flash. Well, I saw the one...then before the Doc even saw it I saw the second! IDENTICAL TWINS!!!!!!!

Breakfast, Beach, Naps, and Mad Dogs

Julie and I took the LGs (Little Girls) to breakfast this morning. They did pretty good...Avery Ate like she was in a refugee camp for the last year. Emerson, true to form was not hungry at all. Afterward we went to the bay by Julies work and played on the beach for an hour or so. It was probably like 30 min but when you are wrangling twins that are hell bent on heading out to sea it feels like a life time.

Both Julie and I had to have a hand on a baby at all time when they would head out to the water cause they have no sense of danger what so ever. Each of them went completely under at least 3 times. The scary one though, was when I was walking back with Emerson and suddenly she was just gone I had to look for her in the water...luckily I saw the pink bathing-suit and pulled her out. The little stinker came out of the water laughing! Im telling you they have NO FEAR of the water no matter how many times they get smacked in the face with a wave.
Julie and I were exhausted so we decide it was time to leave.

Everyone had a really good nap. Me included. They have been napping really well lately but jump between one and two naps a day. VERY confusing.

After their nap we went for an early dinner at a restaurant called the Mad Dog and the Englishmen. It was a great little pub like place that was surprisingly kid friendly. During dinner there was a waitress that put her hand on Julie's chair while she was talking to the table behind us. In my head I thought "I HATE when people do that to my chair" A few seconds later I hear the waitress and Julie laughing at Emerson. She had pulled the ladies hand off of her moms chair. Apparently it bothers her too, so much so that she doesn't even like when it's done to someone else.