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Twins and Coffee Friday Chat
How has this late week been, mama?
I swear I’ve given more time outs this past week than I was given as a teenager. And that says a LOT (sorry mom). But seriously, what is going on with these kids?! From the sounds of it, many of you are right there with me after I shared a few of the incidents over on Instagram.
Kendall has learned how to scale the cat tree. The, I don’t know, 7-8ft cat tree?! I didn’t think I would have to worry about her next to her twin brother who literally learned how to walk by standing up just because he liked to fall down. But here we are.
Aside from that though, things have been running smoothly. I’ve been in a good headspace. All circumstances aside, of course. The sun shining during the day has allowed me to work outside at my patio table and I didn’t realize how much I needed it until the one day of rain we had this week.
I instantly realized that the sunshine was helping me stay motivated, in the zone, and on topic. I’m usually all over the place, jumping from task to task. But lately, my outdoor sunshine office has allowed me to really flourish and it’s making me wonder if I need to make a home in somewhere with a little more sun than the PNW!
I’ve been able to find my creative bug again and feel like I’ve been able to put a bit more of myself into Twins and Coffee. I hope you’ve been enjoying the content I’ve been pushing out there and have found some value in it. I actually published one of my favorite posts to date this week and am incredibly grateful for those of you that have taken the time to read it!
I’ll mention it in a bit here with a link.
Here is everything new from Twins and Coffee this past week!
If you haven’t read this one, I’d love if you’d take a moment to read. It’s not terribly long. And it might have a message worth reading.
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What do you remember of the first couple days with your babies? This is what I remember. Along with the beeps. The sounds of the monitors surrounding the twins will haunt me forever. But I also remember learning about @marchofdimes and finding comfort in their mission for healthy moms and babies. Since then, they have held a special part in my heart. That is why I have stepped up and started volunteering with them, but also why I am marching. They fight for moms just like me, and I want to do the same. With the current situation, they have began advocating for pregnant women, those of premature babies as well as families with littles in the NICU by providing support and virtual resources. I’ve been trying to think of some fun ways to get you guys involved with my mission with March of dimes and I think I came up with a pretty fun one. Next week I’ll be hosting a $10 challenge where anyone who donates $10 will be entered to win a prize, and if we meet my goal of $500 in donations, I’ll do something crazy that YOU guys decide. The poll is going on in my stories right now, so go ahead and submit an idea and we’ll start voting on what I should do later this week! *note- I will not be shaving my freshly dyed head so do not suggest that. LOL
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What is your biggest hope for your littles? I hope to teach mine strength. That I can show them what it is like to BE strong and not ACT strong. I hope I can teach them their worth. That they are worthy of the world, just as much as the person beside them. I hope I can teach them to never settle. That they are capable of it all, and shouldn’t be afraid to fight for more. And I hope I can teach them love. That love is worth giving, especially to themselves. Especially to their minds. And especially to their bodies.
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I snapped. I screamed to be left alone, to stop pulling on my pant leg. Please, just let me do these fucking dishes! I threw the plate in the sink, leaving a chip on the side that I know will continue to grow, always reminding me of this moment. I turned and I cracked. My heart cracked as I saw kendrick panic, looking for someone to run to, someone to save him, from me. But he didn’t find the arms of anyone else. He ran to me with tears streaming down his cheeks, rosy and round from toddlerhood. My heart cracked again when I scooped him into my arms and he squeezed with much more force than I expected for a tiny, not even two year old, body. He squeezed with relief, with fear and confusion. His arms tightening around my neck. But this doesn’t make me feel suffocated. It makes me feel grateful. Grateful that his love is unconditional. Grateful that he exists, and continues to not only challenge me, but to save me. He makes me a better person, and when I’m not, he forgives me. We just melted there together. Our bodies relaxing into one another, knowing we’re safe. Home. His hand reached up to touch my cheeks while I whispered how sorry I was for getting upset, how loved he is, how amazing he is. And then he closed his eyes, and we both let it all go. And now he’s here, snuggling me and sleeping peacefully, as if 20 minutes ago never happened. Kendrick is everything I want to be. Loving. Caring. Forgiving. Strong. Emotive. Empathetic. Resilient. I am by no means a perfect mom. I mess up all the time, even still. But one thing I know for sure is that I was made to be his mom. I was created to create him. I exist so that he could. I find comfort knowing that while I’m not perfect, I am his. I am HIS mama, and that’s because I’m the best mama for him. I’ve got this, even when I don’t. Losing your cool doesn’t make you a bad mom. Getting frustrated and touched out, doesn’t make you a bad mom. Wanting alone time, doesn’t make you a bad mom. Even worrying if it does, make you a good mom. Mama’s we were chosen for our babes. They were hand picked for us. And us for them. We’ve got this, even when we feel like we don’t. #storiesofmama
I know, we’re ending on a bit of a heavy note after that last post. But it was way too relatable not to share with you all.
I hope this weekend treats you well and you find a moment to take care of yourself.
Even if it’s making that phone call to get back into therapy.