Really, I shouldn’t be on the computer right now. My kitchen floor is littered with rejected asparagus spears, there are about 3 loads of laundry in various stages waiting for me, and American Idol is on. But I’ve just gotten the babies fed, bathed, and put to bed and it’s always nice to put the chores off for a few minutes and mess around on the computer.
First, I had meant to do a “Writer’s Workshop” post, which I stumbled upon earlier on this blog… I was going to do the poem prompt, but have changed my mind. Instead I’ll do this one…
1.) For your birthday a sibling has decided to have the first six months of your blog printed and bound. Write a forward for the book.
I am, by far, one of the last people on earth who should have been blessed with triplets. I think it’s safe to say that my husband and I could both be classified in the “delayed maturation” category. Until I was about 27, I was certain I didn’t want children. It wasn’t that I didn’t like kids.. I just was in a very different and mostly selfish phase where I just could never picture myself with them. I had never changed a diaper, never bathed a baby, never really been alone with one before I had my own. I met my husband, who told me straight away that he wanted kids someday… and well, since I was pretty sure I wanted to be with him, I decided to give the subject some more thought. My brother and his wife had a little boy, who stole my heart from the beginning, and at the same time Todd’s brother and his wife had a beautiful little girl who did the same. Whenever we spent time with them, we look at each other and smile, as if to say “want one?”, and then one day.. I realized I did. We got married, and a few months after our first anniversary, we decided to give it a try.. and the rest is history. This blog is the story of our happily ever after…
OK, that was kind of weak, but I’m in a hurry.
Something else I wanted to mention..
“A fellow MoM Brook lost her sweet baby girls, Sydney and Carynne earlier this week. They suffered from Spinal Muscular Atrophy, type 1. Their funerals are tomorrow, which is also the day they would be six months old.
Let’s pay tribute to these sweet, beautiful girls by wearing pink tomorrow. A pink scarf, pink socks, a pink shirt. Whatever you have, wear it!
And while we’re at it, let’s help try to find a cure for SMA by signing the Petition to Cure SMA. SMA is the number one genetic killer of children under the age of 2.”
If you would like to donate to a fund being collected by friends to help the family out, click here. I can only begin to imagine what they are going through now.