Everywhere we go we are stopped. It most appropriately and affectionately know as the twin parade. Going to pick up toilet paper at Target with them is an obstacle course.

Complete with cheek pinching Grandma's who want to tell you all about their grandkids…

"Picture it… It was Sicilly…."

Or its Screeching teenage girls  who begin every sentence with OMG and love any and all things cute. And lets face it these kids I got are preettty cute

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"OMG!!! SQUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE are they twins?  OMG they are so cute!  When I  grow up I want to have 5 kids, all boys. I'm toootallly going to name them Ronnie, Bobbie, Ricky, Lil' Wayne and O-M-G!"

People who shouldn't be allowed to talk to you with out a printed sign permission slip.

These people are the ones that make me go IN.

Asshat: "So which one them is the evil one?"

ME:"Which one of Your children is the STUPID one?"
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Negative Nelly: "OMG. Your done having kids right?

ME: Get out my uterus! Please and Thank you very much.

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ASSHAT #2: Twin boys!  You are totally going to hate your life soon!!  

ME: Well, I already hate you…Thats enough for me.

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NEgative Nelly #2: Oh my god, I'm sooo glad I didn't have twins. 

ME: Me too. God can't just be handing out twins to any random idiot now can he?

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So yea… It can be fun… LOL! No really it can be fun… Most of the stuff we get is people who are just amazed at what Twins really are… A DOUBLE BLESSING.  Sometimes you get people who quietly tell you about  their troubles having  children themselves. I always hold these ladies' or men's hands and tell them I'm sending them wonder working power of TWIN JUICE!  Some of you BABs know about the power of my twin JUICE! Lol,

Its silly and it makes us laugh but sometimes I think it gives some of them hope when they need it. Sometimes I get people who are just bowled over by the fact that there are actually 2 of them… IDENTICAL TWINS!!! WOW your so lucky…

It took me a while to get that but yea… I am SOOO Lucky…

Blessed beyond measure, Rich beyond treasure… Being the mother of Twins kinda, sorta, totally, and completely KICKS ASS. While along with all the double nonsense… I get double toothless grins, double little hands clapping when I come home, two little bitty bodies snuggled up against me at nap time, two hands to hold as they learn to walk, talk and navigate this world two beautiful, healthy, strong, little boys to call me mama and make me melt. Its sorta awesome.

I can't say when the doctor first told me it was twins the first thing I thought was, YES, this is going to be awesome… Nope the first thing I thought was… "where is Ashton? Cause clearly I'm being punked!" Ya'll think I'm playing… But I did… I even said that to the doctor… When he showed me both babies… I just laughed, and laughed and laughed…. Cause it was HYSTERICAL…. How could it be possible that I was having twins?

When they found out it was twins I had already had… Wait for it…

Wait for it….

3 ULTRASOUNDS!!!

Thats right snitches!!! They missed a whole extra baby in my va-jay-jay 3 times… The last ultrasound was a DAY before the one where they found the twins… So when from one day to the next it goes from your baby looks lovely to… Hmmmm Did you know  there were two in there?…. Its total Punk'd kind o' situation… It was a complete and total surprise in every sense of the word.

If you are around me at all now… You'll probably think I'm a nut. Cause even though I see these folks every single day… Sometimes the wonder and general fabulousness of it all still takes me by surprise.

Some mornings when I go to get them from their crib… I'll remark, Oh My goodness, There are TWO of YOU!!!" Like sometimes its still shocking to me… Solstice always looks at me sideways like. " ummm you know they are twins, right?

When I put their little hoodies and puffy vests on to take them somewhere… I'm always in here Awwwing and hollering about OMG! Soooo Cute! becuase lets face it… These cats are NOT PLAYING!

Now they hug, kiss, dance with, plot with and generally love the brakes off each other. And that really puts it all over the edge for me!

They are really, really, dope…. Like DOUBLE DOPE!

Since having them….My favorite thing to say is, " this twin stuff aint for NO PUNKS" Its true… So true.. this stuff is pure hell some days. What?!! You don't know by now that if there is one thing I do is keep it real….

The God's honest truth is there are days around here when it sucks…There are days when you could have called my house and you would have heard all of us crying…  Figuring out breastfeeding, figuring our post-partum, figuring out a 2 year-old sister with new twin baby brothers, Figuring out the Bonus children with two new babies, figuring out my marriage with two new babies, figuring out me with two new babies… it was EPPPPIIICCCCCC! Epic I tell you….

I don't really remember much of that first year…

I'm lying… I remember all that shit… I don't know if I'll ever forget…It almost killed me…

Mostly I remember somebody always crying (usually me), I remember the house always being a mess, I remember needing help sooo  sooo badly and nobody being able to (or willing to) help. I remember it all… probably too much..

But I did it… We made it…  and what I have learned is… I can do anything… Like really I think God gave me twins cause he needed to remind me how dope I am.  He needed to remind me that this damn Senam girl he made is kind of like Snapple. Made from the best stuff on earth.

And because of that I know to the very depths of my soul can do anything… Anything… Even stuff that seems completely and totally imposssibllleeee… Even make two whole fabulous humans at one time, and raise them their siblings in to fabulous GOOD people who give to this world in the best ways possible. Cause I can and am. Cause let's face it…. I'm double dope, too.

Stay fierce, fabulous, and made from the best stuff on earth from,

I always seem to have a lot to say on a variety of things and blogging seems like a good outlet. I am pretty random, so I am liable to talk about life, love, school, work, politics, whatever and they might all end up in the same blog, lol. My life has changed so much in just one year, who would have ever thought. I guess I will begin my blogging career with some words of wisdom I received that helped carry me through the last crazy year. 

Accustomed as we are to change, or unaccustomed, we think of a change of heart, of clothes, of life, with some uncertainty.
—Josephine Miles

Being used to a situation, even a painful one, carries with it a level of comfort. Moving away from the pain, changing the situation, be it job, home, or marriage, takes courage and support from other persons. But even more it takes faith that the change will benefit us. For most of us, the pain will need to worsen.

In retrospect, we wonder why it took us so long. We forget, from one instance to the next, that a new door cannot open until we've closed one behind us. The more important fact is that a new one will always open without fail. The pain of the old experience is trying to push us to new challenges, new opportunities, and new growth. We can handle the change; we can handle the growth. We are never given more than we can handle, and we are always given just what we need.

Experience can't prepare us for the ramifications of a new change. But our trust in friends, and our faith in the spiritual process of life, can and will see us through whatever comes.

If a change of any kind is facing me today, I will know that I am not alone. Whatever I am facing is right for me and necessary to my well-being. Life is growth. The next stage of my life awaits me.

Cassius and Clay are WALKING! I have video but I cant get the to upload right… Figuring that out is on my list of things to do…  If you ask Clay how old he is… He will hold up one finger up in the air triumphantly! IT IS HILARIOUS!!! He will be minding his business, trying to sit on Cassius or steal food from Solstice and If you roll up on him and say, Clay, how old are you? He will Whipp that little finger out and then clap for himself in two seconds FLAT! The clapping for himself is HILARIOUS…He so proud of himself… Look like, I’m that DUDE!!!

I keep trying to get a picture together but I’m all fail all the time… LOL!

Cassius is the climber it seems! I walked into the living room yesterday and he was standing up on Solstice’s  Dora table CRACKING THE F**K UP!  He was screaming laughing…  I , on the other hand, was not amused.. I was like I’m glad you think possibly busting your head is funny… But get your little ass DOWN! He also  has an insane amount of teeth… I have no idea why but for some reason he has like 8,000 more teeth than Clay… That’s an exaggeration but them 2 extra teeth seem like a lot when you only have five.

Do you all know that Michael is fluent in spanish? AY PAPI!

LOL Any way… Solstice is “learning” Spanish from him it seems… Either that or she is learning all the bad words and how to order Elotes from the Corn lady on the corner…

If she drops something she’ll yell Chinga Su. Thankfully she doesn’t remember to add Madre after the Chinga Su. Michael told her that was a bad word and she can’t say it anymore. So she stopped saying it but now when he speaks Spanish Solstice asks, “Are those bad words daddy? Don teach me no bad words, daddy! Mommy will be mad!”

Whenever we pass by the corn lady, Solstice announces that she and Daddy speak Spanish to the  E-lott-tay lady and then the E-lott-tay ladies gives them corn and hot chips… I’m suspcious that “hot chips “is some kind of code word for “Mama. that trollop is flirting with my Daddy” but since the corn lady is 85 and only has 2 teeeth… I’m going to let that ish slide… For NOW..

I’m just kidding, but I’m ashamed to admit that hot chips means Flaming Hot Cheetos and my all organic hand mashed all breast milk fed baby girl LOVES THEM. She is totally obbsessed with Flaming Hots… She threw an actual fit in the store one time when I refused to buy them. All those hours of pumping breastmilk to give her the best…. All those  trips to Whole Paycheck! 7.99 pinapples be damned this little foolywang has the refined palate of a fat truck driver named Pookie. Sigh.  (No offense Pookie!) I love that chick though!!!

Tonight will be a lovely night! The littlest divas and I are having a girls trip!  We are going to go see Princess and the Frog and to dinner! I’m excited even though I have some reservations about the film… Its the first time Solstice has ever said ANYTHING about wanting to see any movie for real so I’m going to take her… We will be wearing Tiaras and carrying magic Wands. She doesn’t know we are going just knows we are taking a Girls trip today! If I told her little tail she would INSIST on wearing her princess dress up costume.  Even though its as thin as toilet paper and its currently negative 73 degrees out side! HA! I’m tempted to put the costume in the trunk and let her put it on when we get to the theater… After all I am the worlds most awesome mama…

What’s going on with ya’ll? What’s good… What’s bad… Whats just alright?

I have shared with you all my fear of falling in love. It is connected to my fear of being hurt. We all know there are plenty of Mr. Wrong’s out there. Sometimes the process of figuring out they are wrong gets us hurt. Shoot my previous Mr. Right did a 180 degree turn and became Mr. Wrong in a matter of months.

I believe those closest to us can hurt us the most. I use to keep so many people at a distance because of my fear. Now I know getting hurt is a risk we take when becoming close to others. I am taking this risk daily!

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