Motherhood Without Warning

Sure, lots of people jokingly give you warnings about parenthood, but somehow I don't remember any real description of what can be the most challenging moments of my day. Let's start with the picture above. "Mama, can you please get these fairy wings to stay on my pony...

It's a fantastic feeling when you accidentally eat a vegetable in the most decadent moist chocolate cake you've ever had. This is that dessert!

This is Theo, he is my smaller twin whom spent six weeks in the hospital when he was born. He's totally thriving now, but I still find it important to show our friends and family how awesome he is doing. So, as he was yelling/singing loudly I thought I'd get a cute video...

My daughter is a bold, smart, saucy little 3-1/2 year-old. Lately she has been expressing emotions with a lot of "I hate ___" and "I don't want to" and yucky little scrunchy nose faces to go with it.

My husband Anthony took great pride in creating a very one of a kind scrapbook of our daughters first year of life. He titled it the "Book of Tula". It's fun for everyone to look at, because it's so unusual and so full of quirkiness.

With the news of the Foothills Mall impending makeover(bulldoze), I felt sad for the old mall

Dora the Explorer eggs, that's what my husband promised my daughter the night before. And then he was gone to work before breakfast and without even a mention of his promise.

This past Sunday, 14 years of companionship came to an end. Hobbs was a people cat, not one of those snub-you-and-act-like-a-jerk cats. When I was 19 and attending my first week of college, I got Hobbs.

When I had just one baby I never understood why people used gates, corrals and other such devices to limit their baby from exploring everything. Now that I have twins. I totally get it.

Theo spent the first 6 weeks of his life hooked up to machines at the hospital. Now he's a thriving fire cracker.

I was quickly walking through the toy isle the other day when several babies start giggly at once, from their boxes on the shelves. It sent shivers up my spine.

It never occured to me why sinks were different sizes and shapes and what that could mean to me.