I'm playing catch up now that things have settled into somewhat of a routine at home. But one thing I don't want to ever forget are those final days as a family of three. Ben and I spent that last week or so doing lots of fun stuff. He was on a little break from preschool before the formal school year started up again. I was reminded during this time how very much energy my precious little boy has (and by comparisons sake how very little I had at that late point in pregnancy). We spent much of our time painting various projects, making no less than 20 different creatures out of clay (his favorite was the red-backed spider made just for daddy), soaking up the final days of summer at the patio table (about as far as I could walk at that point, lucky for me he was just fine with that). I spent some of that time worried about how much time we also spent cuddled up on the couch watching Arthur and Phineas and Ferb, hoping that I wasn't stunting his development too much. Looking back on those days now brings sweet tears to my eyes, thankful that I was able to spend that time holding my little boy who seems to have grown by the day and is changing into such a big guy by the minute. I wouldn't trade those days for the world and know they will always hold a special place in my heart...my last moments as a mama of one.
One of my favorite memories from those last few days was from the morning that I delivered the twins. Ben and I were hanging out in the living room and he decided he wanted to make birthday party hats. I made the first one (it wasn't that good, but he loved it) and Ben would make the designs. We made party hat after party hat and had quite the collection by the end of the morning. It was an ordinary day, filled with project making but it is one that will be etched in my mind forever.
Chris and I spent our evenings at home watching several episodes of Sons of Anarchy. We celebrated my 30th birthday with dinner at home. His present to me was a new dishwasher (something I had vied for since we moved into this house). Somehow he managed to line up the installation so it was set and ready to go just four days before the babies were born. For the most part we spent those last days enjoying our family of three, all the while waiting with anxious anticipation for our two little ones to arrive.
One of my favorite memories from those last few days was from the morning that I delivered the twins. Ben and I were hanging out in the living room and he decided he wanted to make birthday party hats. I made the first one (it wasn't that good, but he loved it) and Ben would make the designs. We made party hat after party hat and had quite the collection by the end of the morning. It was an ordinary day, filled with project making but it is one that will be etched in my mind forever.
Chris and I spent our evenings at home watching several episodes of Sons of Anarchy. We celebrated my 30th birthday with dinner at home. His present to me was a new dishwasher (something I had vied for since we moved into this house). Somehow he managed to line up the installation so it was set and ready to go just four days before the babies were born. For the most part we spent those last days enjoying our family of three, all the while waiting with anxious anticipation for our two little ones to arrive.
No comments:
Post a Comment