Faster than a speeding bullet

As I patiently awaited on the OR table for the arrival of my boys two things happened : 


1. I,for the first time during the pregnancy, got uber emotional
2. Started being a little scared that the taking care of 2 babies was fastly approaching.


Then it happened...


I heard the tiniest of tiny cries illuminate my soundwaves. My son Max met the outside world.


then came 


Yet another....


Micah arrived safely. I cannot tell you the overflowing emotions that wept through me in an instant. First, fear if anything that my undercooked boys were alright...then curiosity because I had to see who it was that occupied my belly for so long. Time ticked in slow motion until I got to see  their faces. pure beauty they were. In a matter of 34weeks, I was a mother of 4.


skipping ahead and looking into my boys eyes now, it's hard to believe they've grown and defeated some of the obstacles they had.


6 months have literally flown by faster than I could've ever imagined. Bitter sweet it is considering they are the last of my babies. Time has changed their faces and I see their characteristics/personalities shining through those beautiful little smiles.

There has been many ups and downs in the process of them reaching a half a year old. Now that I look at it, the only down really was the sleep and getting them on schedule. Now, it seems easier. I did suffer postpartum depression and battled if for 3 months when one day it decided to rear its ugly head in my direction. I tried fighting it off myself but ended up getting entangled and lost in its darkness. I finally went to the doctor and am doing just fine now. Ive known from the past exactly what it was because unfortunately, I've battled it numerous times. No worries, I am ok now!


I'm gladly enjoying my boys. They are becoming so fun! They now notice each other smile frequently.  Max is 13 lbs and 12 ounces and although you have to work on getting him to smile,once he does its a bashful/shy smile that just melts you instantly. He's very hands on and loves grabbing everything but mostly my face. He's perfectly content on laying on his back or his side to play with his toys. He used to be the one that would cry all the time but now he's so content and will just sit in his chair any play with his toys. He's such a mommies boy and has to have me in plain view or else he will freak. Max Loves baby food and is quite the wiggly boy!!!!

Micah is  14 lbs 2 ounces and such a charmer. You don't have to work much to get him to smile a huge smile and you. He loves just about anyone who talks to him and is extremely mellow. He entertains himself and is such a rolley polley. You cant leave him in his chair without buckling him in or he will wiggle his way practically out on the floor. He's working on perfecting rolling over which is awesome considering they are both technically developmentally only at 5 months. He showed us his laugh, which is precious and is such a daddies boy. He loves sitting on daddies lap and just chilling. He also loves baby food.

I've been making an effort to getting out of the house more and enjoying life with my beautiful children. Each and everyone is so precious to me. My oldest, Kayleigh is turning into such a little woman already. She loves changing her brothers diapers and helping me bathe them. She and Abigail kiss them good morning every single day and the way their brothers look at them is just precious. They all love each other very much. Abigail is doing great also, she plays well with kayleigh and is speaking great! She'll start preschool in the fall and that has me excited for her! 
6 months have flown by and soon my little princes will be 1. I love having 4 kids and twins at that.
I'm sorry it has taken so long to get an update with everyone. Life is busy, I'm constantly on go and Its hard to make a video or blog. Now that they are getting much older it should be easier. Thank you all for sticking with me and feel free to leave some love or ask anything you are curious about!!!

Micah

Max

xoxo 
Lia

4 months!

  Holy moly it's about dang time I updated this! I apologize for not posting sooner like I was supposed to but stuff got crazy for awhile as you can imagine with 4 kids. 
      
     The boys are officially 4 months old already and I am in disbelief that that much time has passed. It has gone so quickly and they have changed so so much!! They almost look totally different from when they first came home as tiny little peanuts with such skinny little limbs. Now, they are plumped out and completely healthy!
     My daily routine with 4 kids since I am sure you guys are curious!!! Well my morning goes like this:
Wake up at 6:45 and change the boys, pump, wake up my husband and kayleigh, feed the boys and put them down for a nap that lasts about an hour-hour and a half, feed abigail and change her diaper, (kayleigh is in school by 7:53, my husband takes her) and enjoy a cup of coffee and some breakfast. THEN they usually wake up for lunch, i do the whole pumping thing again because well, with two its easier. The whole "feed them at the same time on your boob" is...impossible. Let me tell you. I've tried every position possible and it just doesnt work for me. They will nurse during the night time though which is nice. Anyways theyll wake up and play before they eat then its basically non stop all over again! No time to rest unless they are sleeping...which lately it has been on me otherwise they wont sleep at all...yikes.
   Its busy but I dont mind it a bit. I am into a routine so stuff is slowly starting to get done. My goal everyday is to at least do one thing like laundry or dishes...or even sweep that way its not too disgusting in this house. 


As for the boys:
Micah is about 13 pounds now and long!!! He has such an appetite and eats about 5 ounces every 3 hours! Hard to keep up with. He sleeps well through the night and only wakes up maybe twice. He loves sleeping on his side and coos and smiles constantly. He is such a happy, mellow baby!! He recognized his brother and his toes this month to which he loves staring and smiling at both. If you put him too close to max he will try and eat his arm. It's kind of funny. Micah has also surprised me by learning how to roll over from his tummy to his back! He almost mastered back to tummy but not quite yet!
Little Max is 11lbs and 12 ounces. He is not much behind is brother anymore and is also such a happy thriving baby! He smiles alot and although he doesnt coo just at much, I can tell within his smiles that he is perfectly content when mommy sings to them. He is a wiggler but loves to sleep on his back. He used to be very vocal but had mellowed out quite a bit. they are getting easier which is a blessing!!! He Hasnt showed interest in rolling yet which is kind of nice because with Micah alone, I cant leave him in a bouncer or on the couch without him trying to roll off! Two at once would just be nuts....Cant wait to start the crawling!!! AHHHHHHH!!!


 The girls are doing great! Kayleigh is excelling in school and at a first grade reading level and Abigail is talking way way more now and is still...a pill LOL.


Here are some more recent pictures :D 

Micah Up top

Mr.Max :D

Mommy and Max

Mommy and Micah

I hope you enjoyed this post as much as I loved writing it. I am blessed every single day and love my kids more and more each time I look into their eyes. I wouldn't change anything for the world and thank you for sticking by me :D


xoxo
Lia

Christmas Eve and the kiddos

Figured I would be festive for this post and put it in red!


 So here is an update on the boys (and girls of course) :D

I figured it would be neat to post pics from then til now just so you can see for yourselves how much the boys have changed. Let's start with Max <3  


                 

     Out of the NICU

Max Now :

Quite the change, huh? 

His beautiful eyes are blue. He weighs in at 9 lbs 8 ounces with mommies eyes,lips and nose. He's still looking blond haired and he's just precious.

Now for Micah:

Micah Now:

 He's about 10 pounds 8 ounces, brown eyed and got daddy's eyes,nose and mouth. Such a cuddle bunny are both <3


As for the girls:

Ready for christmas!!! 

And as silly as ever <3


I'll update a little more detailed posts after christmas. 


So Happy Holidays everyone!!!!

Euphoria

I feel Euphoric. You know that feeling? It's like no matter how many shit storms you go through at once there's a slight bubble you're consumed in. It's peaceful inside that bubble. so no matter whats going on in the outside- you're perfectly safe and content inside its surroundings. Make sense? Thats how I feel. The boys are almost 2 months old and honestly, there have been trials and tribulations this past month but I'm ok with it. I feel I was really meant to have twins. It comes naturally to me just when I thought I was scared and couldn't handle it. They are my blessings. All of my kids are. I still find myself in shock when thinking I have 4 kids at 25. I wouldn't change it for the world though.

 The girls are great.
  Kayleigh has had it so rough this season. First she got hit with pneumonia that landed her with oxygen and treatments. Just when we thought she was healthy again, the poor thing caught not only an ear infection, but strep throat at the same time. The same time she also lost someone so dear to her- Her great grandmother. It's been a rough ride for her but she is sticking it out like no ones business. She's such a strong girl and I am so proud of her for hanging in there. She is fine now so I'm hoping she doesn't catch anything else. Her little body needs to build immunities again after all that.
  Abigail is a pill. No sugar coating that one. She is the exact replica of me at that age. Tom boyish, rough, and destructive. Oh yes, since moving into this house we have encountered much drawings on all the walls, potted plants being de-leafed and the dirt spread all over the floor, juice all over the walls, markers on the couch- you name it, it's been done and THEN some. I thought having twins would be trying my patience. Nope, leave it to my 2 year old to do that for me. I manage to keep my cool....sometimes. she's hard to handle but she'll come around. Kayleigh did and I have complete faith that she will too. I love that little booger though even though mommy and daddy can no longer have nice things haha.
  Max is getting big. He's my first and only blonde hair,blue eyed fair skinned baby. Beautiful. His personality is adorable. He's demanding. Not so much in the sense that he cries about everything...but he lets you know when he's ready to eat. He weighs about 8 pounds now and filling out. He gave me his first initial smile today also. It was amazing. Max will lift his head when he's on my tummy and look at me :D BUT, his "feed me" cry is the most pitiful thing I have ever seen. He loves being cuddled and hates being put down. I don't mind though- i have enough love and cuddles to go around. Micah understands that.  :D
  Micah is my mellow chunky monkey :D He is a whopping 9 onus 5 ounces now and getting some chuggy thighs-which are my FAVORITE THING! He's perfectly content sitting in his chair and staring off into space or watching me as I talk to him. I'm surprised I have enough breast milk to go around because he does love to eat. Micah's hair is dark brown and his eyes are also brown. He will also hold his head up and look at me for a while. I love this stage...Smiles are starting from both and I love it.

  how's mommy holding up? I am surprisingly. Not an ounce of depression this time around and although I still lack in the sleep department I don't care. I don't lose my patience with both babies crying at the same time because they are my last ones and Im appreciating every little thing I can because I wont get to again. They are my everyday reminders of miracles. Not only because there are two of them but because I believe they were given to me for a reason. Here's what I mean...

13 weeks pregnant and I was told I was not only having two but that they were due november 16,2010.  Such a blessing is two considering I have no twins in my family. I spent months wrapping my head around the reasons why I would be given twins. I was scared and terrified because I had no faith in myself or faith that I could handle 2 more. Months went by and I accepted it. However, I went into labor 6 weeks too early. Why? My pregnancy was perfectly healthy, so why would one small pain turn into full born labor way before I was due? I obviously over analyze everything...I know. But here were these 2 preemie babies in the NICU...not developed in their lungs yet. My heart broke for them. Thankfully they ended up just fine.  skipping ahead- a week into november, my husbands grandma fell ill. No one expected this and being such a tight knit family-it was devastating. She landed in the hospital and as much as we prayed for her to be better, her spirit had other plans. She left us November 16,2010. The day my boys were to be due. had they not been born yet or born a few days before., she would've never had the privilege of meeting them.  I think my due date was a sign. SOunds cheesy but i feel it to be true. Thats why when I look at them, i see their great grandmother in them. Life has so many ways of telling us not to waste a moment or take anything for granted...which is why i enjoy every moment of them right down to their screaming.

in ending, as hard as this month has been with the kids getting sick and the passing of someone very special to us, I feel blessed. everyone is fine and now we are just awaiting the holidays.

30 Days of BLISS!

Special milestones require special font colors! 30 days = green!!!


Today marks exactly 30 days since I went into labor and brought my boys into this world. In hindsight it's interesting knowing and actually experiencing how fast time goes after you have them. They still haven't reached there original due date of november 16, but they are doing wonderful!
   
I finally have the groove of things and I absolutely love being a mom to not only 4, but to twins. It's so much fun. I get to experience all ages with my oldest to the youngest. Yes, I tend to get sleep deprived but it's ok. I just keep telling myself "this to shall pass" on the sleepless nights. The boys eat every 2-3 hours including at night time. Doesn't bother me because babies have to eat. They had 2 doctors appointments already which everything is wonderful! They no longer need oxygen during the day-only during the night time. Max needs to get an Xray on his hips at his 2 month checkup because he was breech. Just to make sure his hips are ok. Been there, done that with Abigail. She was lodged so tight in my pelvis, she had physical therapy FOR MONTHS! actually, it was more like a year...anyways, I've learned a lot about preemies that I never knew before also. For starters, they have to be seen every week for weight gain, have to see an optometrist to make sure their eyes are fully formed/developed, they have to have 5 doses of rsv shots (one a month for 5 months) since they're higher risk..Busy mama, huh?
   Max weighed 5 lbs 3 oz at birth and now weights 6 lbs as of today and Micah went from 5 lbs 13 oz at birth to ....7 pounds! That definitely shows me that they are eating and getting enough! ha. I go through at least 15-20 diapers a day. Gets expensive BUT once I pick up the boys birth certificates i can enroll in special discounts for twins! I'm waiting anxiously for that! 
   The girls are doing wonderfully also! Kayleigh is doing great in school and keeps scoring high on her tests! She's such a smart cookie! She loves her brothers and tries to hold them every chance she gets. Abigail also loves her brothers but of course for a 2 year old, is more concerned about their toys lol. She kisses the boys on their heads and pets them if she hears them crying. I even caught her trying to shove a binky (pacifier) into max's mouth when he started to cry. Both have such nurturing personalities. I know that someday they'll make awesome mommies.


  as for me, my csection site is just about healed. I hate looking at it, but it's a reminder of meeting my boys. The fact that it is so low also doesn't bother me much because it wont be noticeable. Another scar, another story...right? and a beautiful one at that! My 6 week appointment is almost here and that means i'll be able to exercise soon! WOO! I am down almost 30 lbs and just need to rid myself of 30-35 more. I burn 1000 calories a day from breastfeeding alone so I don't think it'll take me too long to get rid of that excess baggage! Although I barely sleep, i feel wonderful and excited to see the kids everyday. It's funny how mommies are programmed to be able to withstand months without proper sleep. Even funnier that we actually love doing what we do. I do. 


so that's my update. 1 month down...cant wait to see new milestones within the next month. Thanksgiving will be so fun and christmas will be special. They are my christmas gifts, all my kids are. I feel like since Ive had them, i don't ever need another gift again because I pretty much have all I want. A happy, healthy BEAUTIFUL family. Who could ask for more than that???




xoxo 
Lia

Max And Micah 18 days old

It's already been 18 days since my lil boys arrived from their womb-ly world to ours. Unbelievable considering it feels like I waited YEARS to grow and meet them. They are absolutely perfect and I can not stop thinking how beautiful they are and can't stop staring at them every second. Babies are such a blessing and to think back that those lil guys were in my tummy 17 days ago is insane. I wonder how the hell they both fit in there! I still don't understand!
  Micah was the first to come home, he was in the NICU for a week exactly and he decided he wanted to come home. So, he bottle fed every feeding and they sent him on his way. For a week I got to snuggle him and learn his personality.  An entire week that he came with me everyday to visit his brother. Let me say out of all my babies, Micah is definitely easy. He never fusses when he poops or when he's hungry and he seems to always be content. This is amusing to me because I have to be the one to wake him for feedings or diaper changes. He was the total opposite in my tummy. he wiggled everywhere and was always so active. I learned him very well and when he was reunited with his brother, it was like the world all came together and he was whole again. The most precious sight I have ever seen...

This was literally within minutes of bringing Max home October 22nd.   The moment I took him and Micah out of their car seats I put them side by side to they could feel each others presence again. That was the reaction. They molded together so quickly and feel asleep holding each other. It melted me in ways I cannot even explain. It's got to be tough having someone grow with you every second in the womb and then having that being taken from you for 2 weeks. They shared everything in my belly and occupied the space together...they were one. Now, they are one again! 
   Max, like I said, came home October 22nd. That was the one of the best minutes of my life. Not having to see my lil guy hooked up to wires/tubes anymore and to actually have him home with us. The moment I had been waiting for since I was pregnant to begin with. Having had Micah home for a week, I already figured him out. Now, it was Max's turn. Boy, he is a character. For him being the reserved one that didn't move much in my belly, he is mellow like his brother but with the exception that he WILL let you know when he is hungry or he has pooped. When he does, it usually wakes his brother and then I have double duty. It's cute. He's just as beautiful as Micah and I love them from here to infinity. Just like the girls. All of them are my world.
   Both boys are pretty much up to their birth weight give or take a few ounces. They are both still on oxygen although it is the lowest grade. Max has blond hair it looks like for now and Micah is dark haired like his mommy :DThe girls love their brothers and are very sweet and nurturing...
    Here are some more pictures :D

       Max is on the right, Micah is on the left <3

The girls with Micah, before Max came home <3

     The boys holding hands!

Micah Sleeping soundly 

   Max wide awake and curious!




 So far, life with twins is great. There's not one bad thing I can say about it, i love it all and I feel entirely blessed that this gift (or shall I say gifts) was given to me. I love every minute, even when I get no sleep and I'm looking like a zombie. To think I was scared is weird because for some reason it all makes sense, my mommy instincts kicked in once again and I enjoy every minute with my boys and of course, my girls. Life is beautiful! <3

Beautiful Gifts

 In case you find yourself wondering what the title means, it's the arrival story of my beautiful boys. I wanted to jot down everything I can remember for something not only to share but something I can look back on a remember as vividly as I can. 
   My last doctors appointment was thursday, October 7th. I didn't talk to my doctor directly, I was scheduled for a full ultrasound scan to evaluate the weight/anatomy & positioning of the boys. This was followed by my weekly non stress test. Now, for a non stress test, this is just them finding the heartbeats of the little ones and placing a heart rate monitor as well as a contraction monitor over my stomach. It measures and counts the movements of them in the womb as well as measures how well they react to my contractions. Fairly simple. It usually last about an hour. This week I noticed it was a bit longer because I had a few big contractions. The boys reacted fine however. The nurse said i was ok to go and also said she would see me next week...if those big contractions didn't take over first :D This gave me the indication that the boys were probably coming soon. How soon, I was NOT expecting...
   Friday was a typical day with a few exceptions. A few days before I was nauseas and feeling not myself. I felt normal thursday but woke up friday in the same kind of funk. No nausea however, but I did feel yucky. Food didn't sound good to me but I made it a point to eat anyways. I found myself wanting to nest and clean the floors but I was also extremely tired. More than usual. Every so often I noticed myself getting an occasional side cramp kind of feeling on my left side that would hang there for a few minutes then disappear. Not the typical contraction I was ever used to so I ignored it. It only happened 3 times if that all day and not really close together. No biggie. I had a hard time remembering a true sign of labor anyways since my water never broke by itself and I haven't gone into labor since...well kayleigh back in 2005. Abigail was different since I was induced so it was hard knowing signs of what to look out for besides the obvious.
   My husband has a job that has a lunch break everyday from 230-4:30pm then he heads back to work until about 930-945. Unpleasant shifts but someone has to work. He was heading out to work about 4:10 and I was planning on taking the girls to blockbuster to grab a few rentals to enjoy on a friday night. Especially since on fridays, he works until 1030 so we needed something fun to make time pass. He left, I got everything ready to go, we headed out the door when suddenly i was hit with the worst strong,sharp pain in my left side next to my belly. It scared me because I couldn't walk, breathe,talk,lay down without it going away. I thought it felt like an intense version of a walking cramp + sciatica mixed in one. I also thought it would go away so, I ran by the bank drive through before it closed thinking it would be gone in a sec and the boys just shifted wrong. I got to the drive through and the pain intensified. Something wasn't right. You can automatically tell when something isn't right either when it's your own body...the thing that sucked the most is by the time I received that feeling, I was stuck in the line with someone behind me and someone in front of me. I had to wait 15 minutes to get out of there and head home. Driving was intense so I brought myself right home and kept telling my husband to come get us.
   He had a hell of a time trying to get off work so I called family and tried to see what the possibilities were of someone grabbing the girls and i and dropping us off at the hospital. Meanwhile doing this I was lying down on my couch HOPING the pain would go away if i swifter weight. I had to be brave in front of kayleigh because she was worried about me and any sign of me in any pain, she would flip. I couldn't have that because then it's just 3 females freaking out. I couldn't do that to them. I managed to get jared to get his butt home and come get us. About halfway to the hospital my pain shifted and radiated from my side to my uterus...shit, I was having contractions and they were about 6-8 minutes apart. Well, this just might be it.
   We go in, they monitor me like a non stress test for about an hour and see that they were indeed contractions. My parents came and got the girls,took them home with them overnight and the nurse was off calling my doctor. He wasn't a fan of me delivering just yet since I was only 34 weeks and 3 days. He wanted me to hold off for two weeks at most so they gave me a muscle relaxer called pericardia (spelling?) so relax my uterus and stop contractions. They also decided to give me a steroid shot in my thigh (worst shot ever, it burned so bad) to speed up the babies lung development should I go back into labor the next week. I stayed on the monitor for about an hour and a half and the contractions started not being as frequent but intense when they were around. We all figured it was doing it's job until about 30-40 more minutes later my contractions were practically starting to be back to back and pretty knarly. Mind you, I haven't had any pain meeds from the whole time it initially started till about 9pm at this time. here's a picture of my contractions...the bottom green mountains are them and you can see exactly how intense they were:

   The nurse looked a bit concerned and said she was going to call the doctor again to see where it was going to go from there. He came in, did a mini ultrasound to see where the boys were so I could choose what labor I wanted to go with if that were the case. My baby A, typically the lowest one,was and had been head down for 2-3 weeks; decided he was going to not engage in my pelvis anymore but let his breech brother instead. SO, after thinking for weeks I had a choice in either a vaginal delivery or a csection...it came down to one thing only. Baby B was the lowest one and he was feet first so a csection it was. I was a bit scared since that's the one thing i was trying NOT to get...The plan? hold out on my contractions until I absolutely needed any meds. That was the sign that i was having those babies after all and that they would hook me up and wheel me in. 
   Sure enough 930 rolled around and it was completely unbearable. 5 1/2 hours of contractions and NO medications takes its toll on people. Especially nerves. I felt like screaming at the nurses to give me some "fucking drugs" I was going nuts. Which was amusing to my husband because I've NEVER been like that during any labor. He doesn't realize at that moment that I couldve easily strangled every nurse and given myself a shot of morphine...anything to stop it lol. They told the doctor I demanded drugs and couldn't tolerate contractions any longer without (which were about 1-3minutes apart by then and never died down, just went into the next contraction) The brought in my lovely stylish cap, had me take out all my facial/body jewelry and told jared it was time for a csection and to change. He did just that super quick. within 10 minutes I was wheeled into the O.R. and jared had to wait outside till I was given a spinal tap. Man that stuff is amazing by the way. Instantly i was numb from the chest down and felt like heaven. They strapped my arms out and hooked me up to monitors and made me a nice little "tent" to cover me and hubby from seeing anything. Then it all started.The only thing that will never go away in my head is the smell of my own cooking flesh. Not pleasant. It only lasted a second until they made an incision then all i could feel was light tugging. Then I heard Max (mr.feet first) Max decided to mark his territory and pee all over the doctor as he came out apparently. That's my boy. haha. They dried him off and started performing an apgar etc on him like normal. Then came Micah who was also pissed and didn't want to come out yet. 
    Out of all things I felt i couldn't handle in life, the worst feeling is hearing your babies cry and not being able to hold them,see them or touch them. Jared got to participate while i laid there like chopped liver. It was hell. Ive waiting months to see them and dreamt endlessly of holding them and here I was...strapped down and not able to do either. It was hell. I was a wreck at that point and couldn't stop crying. They let jared carry Max to the NICU and they wheeled Micah back as well as I was left in the room being fixed up. I didn't see anyone for about an hour and a half, then jared came back. I had to spend about an hour and a half in this enclosed room while the nurses filled out paperwork and checked on my numbness. Finally on the way out i begged to get them to push me by the NICU so i could see my boys. I saw them but couldn't touch them since they were hooked to breathing monitors called CPAP. which is forceful oxygen to get them to breathe better. Max, who weighed the smallest at 5 pounds 3 ounces was having trouble breathing on his own while his brother was doing better but still needed it. Micah was 5 pounds 13 ounces and a bit healthier. Both were ok though. I lost it on the otherhand. They pushed me back into my room where I still was crying because I wanted to fix them and make them all better. I felt guilty for not holding them in longer...
   I wasn't able to see them again until 10 am the next day. I got to hold them and man I was instantly in love all over again. They are both so precious and doing much better with the oxygen. It doesn't need to be forced into their lungs anymore they are working on doing the breathing themselves. The nurses said they are pleased but that it can always change so I should expect them to be in NICU for at least a few weeks. Such a hard thing to grasp knowing that you can go home in 3 days and you cant bring your babies. So I'm bummed about that. I know they are getting the best care though and as selfish as I am for wanting them home to myself-i have plenty of time to do that after they get healthy themselves. That's most important. 
   So that's my long birth story and where I am standing at as of right now. I will be leaving by monday and my boys cant come with. Now, I have to schedule me coming down and snuggling them a well as bringing them breastmilk for them to get them started on feeding. This will be a bit tough but in the end i am so thankful that they came out safely. I already love them more than the world and am ready to start this new chapter and including these little sweet peas in our everyday family life. 
I'll keep you updated if that's what you'd like. If not, i'll still keep myself updated so I can always look back at their progress. Now, I should probably sleep. It's almost 130 am and I have not been so good at that part. 






xoxo 
Lia, Jared,Kayleigh,Abigail 
 Max and MIcah!