Well, I was horrible in 2010 blogging. I was spotty at best, well I am going to try to be better. I often look at other blogs and am very jealous. They look so cute and tell so much....I will probably never be there but I am going to try. And I am going to try to use it more like a journal, and be more about all of our family life and maybe not just about the boys and their craziness, although I know the only reason my sisters look is so that they can see what the boys are up to, and see current pics.....
So far 2011 has been fast and furious. I have friends that are hurting and having to struggle with parents that are sick, I have new, dear friends that are expecting babies, and I have been able to form relationships with new friends that I hope will continue to grow this year.
I spent my days making plans and chasing my boys, and I would not have it any other way. Over the next few weeks, my job maybe in changing in looks, like the days I work. I am some what stressing over the fact that I once again may after to leave before they get up for school and return when it is bedtime, but we will do it, and we will survive. I know God sent me to ACH for many reasons, I have learned SO many things. I have been able to use nursing skills, I did not even know I had. I have made some GREAT friends, that I hope I will have for a lifetime no matter where we work!!!! I have also learned to be more compassionate to parents of children that I take care of. No one ask to be there and they are stressed too, I should have known that, I WAS that parent once.
Greg is working and keeping this family a float. He works hard and probably does not get much in return. But he never complains (at least not to us). He is coaching both boy's basketball teams....Probably more than he wanted but he does great. And I think the boys actually like it, but they are not going to admit it. He is also getting ready for baseball season to start...he coaches C.B. there too.
The boys are of course just running wild. Both are doing great in school. Although they are SO different, they are the reason I get out of bed in the morning. D is mini me in the boy form. We cry reason and carry our feelings on our shoulders and they get hurt easily. C.B. is probably more like my sister Jill than anyone else. He is not scared of much and he is certainly NOT going to tell you if he is, but he loves his MOM and I cherish the moments he climbs in my lap and just hugs me.
Well, I hope this is the beginning of at least being a more productive blogger, and I guess I will add a picture or two just for Ninny!!!