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I’ve been missing. I’m sorry. Thank you so much for all the sweet emails and comments checking on me and worrying about me.I had already lost a little bit of steam in blogging , though that’s not totally unusual. Motivation comes and goes for me (and inspiration too).Then, the first week in December, my 22 year old cousin was killed in a car accident. And it felt like, there was nothing else

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Is it too late for Halloween pictures?  I missed it. I’m sorry. For weeks and weeks I asked the girls what they wanted to be for Halloween and every time I got a different answer… Jessie from Toy Story, Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella…..  no one could make up their mind.  So I just bought costumes I liked and they were cats.  A little dull, i know, but they were cute.  And i figure this was

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A big topic with the girls lately is how we are all related to each other.  Katie especially loves to talk about this…. that Grandma Kathy is Mommy’s Mom, and Uncle Brad is my brother and Aunt Megan is Daddy’s sister.  She doesn’t always remember it all but she tries and she always does remember that her Mommy is Megan, her Daddy is PJ, her sister is Lala and her brother is Baby Jack. The

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My babies are three. We had a big party. With fairy wings. And cupcakes. And sunshine. And friends. And presents. So many presents. And we missed Jack.  I missed Jack, so much.  But he was there.  Surrounded by princesses and Tinkerbell and tutus and baby dolls, my little boy was there watching over his sisters.     (Do you see Lala’s wings?)         Happy Third

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Yesterday was the Golf Outing for the Jackson Malia Fund, and it went really well.  I’m going to be honest here and say that my heart hasn’t been in it recently, the Fund.  I don’t even know how to describe it precisely, but i went through quite a few months where i felt like I needed to stop.  That it was too hard for me, for lots of reasons.  I always feel like I’m not doing enough, and there

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Life has continued to be hectic. A great trip to Hershey Park last weekend, first day of dance class today, apple picking, birthday parties, preschool, and on top of it all – a bad cold for everyone in the family. When my head is less heavy and my nose less runny, I will try and document it all… but for now, these pictures cracked me up. My assistants helping me bake an apple cake the other

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  The above photo pretty adequately shows how excited the girls were for their first REAL day of preschool on Tuesday.  They even insisted on wearing their backpacks despite the fact that nothing was in them. However, when it came time for me to leave, Lala was a little iffy.  She said “no Mommy, you stay here, don’t go, stay with us!”   Until she realized there was about to be finger painting.

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Technically today was not the first day of school, it was the Open House, which means I went with the girls.  They’re signed up for two days a week, Tuesday and Wednesday, from 9am to noon.  Tuesday is Gym class! And Wednesday is Music class!  And I know they’re going to love it.  We visited the school back in June and I had to pry the two of them out of there.  All summer we’ve talked about

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We just got back from two weeks at the beach, and it feels like we’ve been gone forever.  It was a LONG two weeks.  There were some really good times, some not so good times, and some “Is this  &#!*$&* vacation over yet?” times.    I really thought going down the shore was going to be so much easier this year because in general this whole summer has been so much easier, but we had sick kids

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Wait, what? We’re not little babies anymore? We don’t look like this?   And we don’t sleep in a crib but in a BED?   Well how the hell did that happen? Wasn’t it only yesterday we were little enough to sleep together on a pillow? No.  Almost three years.  The cribs were up for almost three years.  And tonight, they came down.    The girls love their new beds.  They couldn’t

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The hardest part of having a baby, to me, has always been sleep.  Trying to get them to sleep, keeping them asleep and then functioning yourself without nearly enough sleep. For awhile now my girls have been sleeping great.  Going to bed fine, sleeping all night, sleeping until 7:30 or even 8am.  Yep.  But about a month ago, Charlotte started having some issues and it’s been downhill with her

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People always talk about the ‘terrible twos.’  Now that we are most of the way through TWO (times two) I can say that I honestly haven’t found it terrible at all.  I’ve loved the age of two, loved.  This summer especially has been so much fun, and it’s amazing how much easier it’s been to go places and do things compared to last summer. BUT We’ve hit a little snag this week.  I’ve heard a lot

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I keep starting a post then losing steam. I was going to write about taking the girls to their first movie (Toy Story 3) and how they LOVED it and totally shocked me by sitting through the entire thing and being incredibly well behaved (the giant bucket of popcorn helped).  But that happened weeks ago and it feels like the moment has passed. Same with the fireworks. I was prepared for disaster

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This is Charlotte. (She told me to take her picture this afternoon, saying “CHEESE MOMMY!”) She is (I must say) adorable.  She is also tan.  I have girls that tan, despite copious amounts of sunscreen.  (After I took these she said “Thank you Mommy!” I tried to take Katie’s too but she wasn’t having it.  But here’s one of her from earlier in the day showing how cute she is too.  And

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I spent the last few days prompting the girls on Father’s Day.   I told them it was Daddy’s special day, so they had to say Happy Daddy’s Day to PJ.  And they did.  Katie told him “Happy You Day, Daddy!” They (of course) adore their daddy.  Charlotte in particular is a Daddy’s girl.  She wakes up in the morning and says, “Where’s Daddy?  I need to hug him!”  When i won’t give in to her or let

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We have entered the age of repetition.  Every child goes through this, I guess, when they want to watch the SAME thing over and over, eat the same thing, even wear the same thing.  If they like something the first time, they love it the tenth time, and they freaking ADORE it right around the time it makes their mother want to poke her eyes out of her head and run screaming from the house.

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In the hospital after the babies were born, Katie and Charlotte were side by side in their little NICU isolettes. Someone, I honestly can’t even remember who, a nurse or doctor, was examining Charlotte and said “See that little baby next to you? She’s going to be the maid of honor at your wedding some day.” How lucky to be born with your very best friend.

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There's this 'club'. It's membership grows every day.If you've lost a child.If you've held your child in your arms while they took their last breath.Or they never breathed at all.If you're trying to figure out how to explain to your children why their sibling lives in 'heaven'.If they wave and say 'hi' every time they drive past a cemetary.If there are tiny hatsor braceletsor blanketsor teddy

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A few weeks ago I took the girls to get their hair cut, and had them cut Charlotte's in a bob. It was actually just like my hair cut - shorter in the back, a little longer in the front, and it came out just too too cute. I purposely DIDN'T have Katie's cut like that, because I wanted them to look different. I had them trim hers, and flip up the ends and at the time it looked adorable but on a

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As Charlotte kept saying, I hope everyone had a happy Mommy’s Day.  My husband and daughters sent me beautiful flowers, and I got lovely cards, and gifts from both my mom and my mother-in-law.  And Jack was thought of and remembered all weekend, in ways big and small.  I’m a really lucky Mommy.      No, forget that.  I’m the luckiest.

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I wrote recently about the girls taking turns being terrors.  And surprise, we seem to have switched again.  Charlotte has just been sweet as pie.  In the middle of dinner she will stand up and come over to me ‘because she wants a hug’.  She is so cute and lovable. And yep.  My cuddly darling little Katie has taken to throwing things when she’s angry, and even better, hitting.  A lot.  I don’t

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I’ve never gone this long without writing.  It’s easy once you go a few days to go a few more, then a few more…. and before you know it, it’s been two weeks.  The girls had their 2 1/2 year check up last week – I really can’t believe they’re 2 1/2.  They are totally little girls, I would barely even call them toddlers anymore.  It’s awesome and so sad for me at the same time. Katie on the

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Ack, where have I been??  Like it or not, here’s a very late Easter recap. Easter was nice.   The family came over our house, the girls ate WAY too much Easter candy (and I’m still eating way too much Easter candy).  Eggs were colored and hunted.  Pretty dresses and silly bonnets were worn.  The weather was beautiful.  And JoJo the Easter Bear stopped by. What, you don’t know JoJo?

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(Let me preface this by saying in the scheme of things I know both my girls are GOOD girls, and were good babies.  Even at their worst they’re not that bad.  Mostly.) Ever since the girls were tiny my husband and I would joke that they took turns being ‘the difficult one’.  It was like they had meetings late at night where they scheduled the weeks they would get to spend their time torturing me.

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From the moment Charlotte wakes up in the morning she wants to be dressed up.  I’ve walked into their room first thing and found her in all kinds of crazy get ups (including a pair of my underpants which she’d put her head through one leg hole, her arm through the other and was calling it a pretty dress.. not a big confidence boost when your underwear qualifies as someone’s dress.) If you take

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We had a terrible, TERRIBLE storm here over the weekend. We lost power for most of Saturday night, but many people in the area are still without power, there's awful flooding, and the skies have continued to be gray and rainy. Yuck. I took the girls to Target today (where else?) just to get them out for awhile, as we are all going a bit stir crazy. On the ride there (which took twice as long as

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"Hi cat! What are you doing here?" This is what Charlotte says whenever the cat enters the room. It's her new favorite sentence. At the park yesterday a poor little girl was terrified by Lala constantly yelling at her "HI GIRL!! What are you doing here?" It's like a toddler inquisition. I think she means, What's up? What are you doing? But the way she says it is hilarious (and a bit

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Pretty much the only thing that's been going on around here in the past week is SNOW. Like most of the East Coast, we got hit with another big storm. Yes, I said another. And every.single.time it has ever snowed since I think the day I started dating my husband, he has had to work at the firehouse. It never fails - snow day is a work day for him. So that means I've been snowed in, alone, with

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My poor husband is so outnumbered. He tried to sit down this afternoon with the girls and watch Cars.  It was actually my idea.  They love Cinderella, and while we were in Costco today Cars was showing on all the televisions.  They SEEMED fascinated with it.  So I came home and said, after nap why don’t you all watch Cars?  They didn’t last long.  They just weren’t interested. After about

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They love the snow. They love sledding.  They love candy hearts     And how I love love love them. Happy Valentines Day.  I hope yours was as sweet as mine.

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When I was pregnant, I could not eat enough to meet the nutritional needs that came with carrying triplets. I was sent to a nutritionist, and told to add calories any way possible. Put butter on everything, use cream not milk, drink Ensure, the HIGH calorie ones.... As someone who has battled their weight literally my entire life, a mostly losing battle, it was the most surreal experience I've

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I went to Atlantic City this weekend for two days, and while it was fun (oh, how I love the slots) my girls are now extra super duper clingy. I will admit that I feel really really (REALLY) loved though. It's nice to be told over and over again, "Mommy I love you! Mommy, I missed you. Mommy, you're back, I'm happy you're back!" Yeah, I'm definitely loving this whole talking thing.Charlotte and

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The girls went to their first big 'show' yesterday. It was my mom's birthday so we thought it would be fun to all go to Disney On Ice. The girls have been obsessed with ice skating for awhile now, I think due in part to Max and Ruby (the main teacher of my children lately, it seems.... sadly....). Also, right after Christmas we took them into the city to see the tree and they were very enamored

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I had to post this video of the girls (mostly Katie) scaring me. She loves to yell BOO! and then after I'm sufficiently scared, she gives me the 'it's okay, it's okay' mentioned in the last entry. I love how they comfort me..... relentlessly. Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com(I just wanted to mention this was taken over a week ago - our Christmas tree HAS been taken down. Pretty

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Back in October at the the girls' two year check up I mentioned to the pediatrician I was a little concerned about Charlotte's talking. She COULD talk, and had at least 50 words, she just used them sparingly, and wasn't really putting words together or talking nearly as much as Katie. The pediatrician told me she felt that Charlotte was fine, she thought within a month or two LaLa would have a

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I feel like I haven't written in forever. I just haven't had very much to say, I guess.Another year, 2010 - the time is going much too fast for me, and my babies are not babies anymore. I had a bunch of New Years 'resolutions' - or as I like to call, them "Bad Mommy: Things I Need to Work on in 2010".1. No more bottles. Yes, my two year olds still used a bottle for milk before bed. OKAY and first

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This:is the official favorite toy of Christmas 2009. A $9.00 plastic princess tea set that I actually bought two days after Christmas in a sort of spur of the moment 'it's 50% off so what the heck' decision.I have had about 200 cups of imaginary tea in the last four days. There is a NON STOP tea party going on in my house. WOO HOO it's wild....lol. I am not even sure where the girls learned

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I hope everyone had a Merry Little Christmas.... We did. It's been a lovely holiday. I did miss my Jack, missed him so much on Christmas. Holidays are so different now, since we had the babies, it's like every emotion is multiplied. Everything seems so much more important, wonderful, meaningful. But sadness too can seem overwhelming, tears flow so easily. The sight of Jack's stocking still

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I feel like I've disappeared, and I'm sorry. I still need to write more about the awesome toy drive, and so many other things. But it's been one of those weeks.In the past four days I've....made three trips to the pediatricianone trip to the emergency room andfour trips to the pharmacy to pick up prescriptions.Yeah. One of those weeks.Charlotte has pneumonia, and it's been scary. My poor sweet

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Two years ago, I wrote this. I will never forget that meeting with that doctor about Jack, and I will never forget that moment when I finally realized, finally admitted to myself, that Jack was not going to get better. That Jack was not going to come home, ever. And here it is, two years later, and we had an amazing amazing day, thanks to Jack. I could never have imagined where Jack would take us

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I took the girls last week to get their pictures taken for Christmas. I am seriously, seriously a glutton for punishment. I seem to enjoy trying to make two 2-year olds (with runny noses, of course) sit, smile and hold hands while someone tries to take their picture. It never happens.We got some REALLY cute pictures of Charlotte who is a big big HAM. Katie on the other hand was just not feeling

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Charlotte did indeed have roseola (as many people guessed... thanks for all the help!) After four days of crazy fever, it finally broke and then she woke up the next morning with a rash. I felt super relieved that it wasn't something worse. She was pretty cranky the two days she had the rash and then finally seemed back to her old self. That was Thanksgiving.So, we had one good day. At least it

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Thankful.... for everything.My children. Husband. Home. Family.For all of you.For the unending love that continues to go out to Jack. For everyone who keeps him alive.For the best job in the world, taking care of two crazy, adorable, hilarious girls,and a husband who works two jobs so that I get to do the job I love.For a good nights sleepand Chipotle chips and guacamoleand the word "Mama! Mama!

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When your kids are sick, it feels like life just STOPS.Charlotte has had a fever since Thursday morning (she probably had one during the night Wednesday but I didn't realize it). She has NO other symptoms... no cough. No runny nose. Throat looks good. Ears look good. I've spent a LOT of time at the pediatricians and they just don't know what's wrong with her. She acts fine until the fever hits

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Mischievous. It's such a cute word, like you're talking about a little imp. Oh, my Katie, she is so MISCHIEVOUS lately!Yes, it's adorable. Just (insert your own expletive) adorable.Every morning I put on Max and Ruby, which used to guarantee the girls would sit glued to the television, and race upstairs to get dressed. Literally ALL I'm doing is putting my clothes on. I shower before I get the

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I can't believe we're half way through November already. I'm really excited for the holidays this year. My girls loved Halloween, I can't wait to see what they think of Christmas.Speaking of Christmas, the Jack's Fund Toy Drive has begun!! Please, check out Jack's blog for all the information. We again have an Amazon Wishlist so anyone, anywhere, can purchase a toy. The Fund has really had an

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Tuesday was Katie and Charlotte day, also known as the day they came home from the NICU. I don't remember a lot of things from the first few months of the babies lives, but November 3, 2007 is forever burned into my brain as one of the happiest and most terrifying days of my entire life. I wrote about it last year, and it all still holds true. One thing about that day I didn't mention though, is

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Halloween was rainy and pretty crummy here in New Jersey, but that's one of the things that's so great about being two years old. You totally and completely don't care. As a matter of fact, there is nothing better in the world than a rain puddle. So despite the weather, we had a great Halloween.Mommy, Daddy and Katie. My costume pretty much made picture taking impossible.The girls loved every

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I updated Jack's blog - Jersey girls, there's one hour left to get raffle tickets for the Life is a Highway Photography Package (it ends at midnight). The big drawing is tomorrow.Speaking of tomorrow, both of my girls are very excited. Katie says HALLOWEEEEN all day. Every pumpkin, decoration, even orange cupcake sends them into fits of glee, and I'm not sure what they even think Halloween is

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The girls are really starting to talk, a lot. Katie especially but Charlotte is definitely catching up. I LOVE IT. Love, love love. I love that they're able to start telling me what's bothering them, or what they're thinking or what they want (although all Charlotte wants is MILK. From the minute she wakes up, MILK! and then all day, MILK! MILK! Again, good thing we're switching to 1% milk, I

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As I suspected, my little girls are not very little at all.They are both (give or take a small amount) 34 pounds and 37 inches tall.Off the charts. Over 95th percentile for height and weight.It's awesome. The pediatrician said they are growing great... do you think??? They were THREE POUNDS and like 17 inches long when they were born. They definitely caught up.She did say she thought we should

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Thank you all SO much for voting for Multiple Baby Pileup on the Bump's contest. It was a realllly close race, Pam is an awesome blogger (and competitor!) but we WON!! SO excited!I feel sort of strange writing here right now though, at least until the competition is over. Sort of under the microscope if that makes any sense.The only way I've been able to keep this blog is to delude myself into

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I'm always asking for something, it seems.I originally started this post to ask you to please, please vote for my blog (over and over... you can vote as many times as you want). I'm nominated on the Bump for Best Multiples Mommy Blog, and I'm up against some really really good blogs, written by amazing women who I know and like. It's really exciting! That said - I want to win!! It has really good

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I know, I know, I've said this over and over but seriously,when did these two:(in this pic they're a month old.... imagine how small they were at birth! and come on, how cute were they?? I just want to grab them and squeeze them.)Become THESE two??WHEN? And where was I?My babies are TWO. They're giants. They're super tall and wear a size 8 1/2 shoe. No I'm sorry - 8 1/2 WIDE. People are

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In less than an hour, my babies will be two. This has been the fastest two years of my life.I still have many presents to wrap and cupcakes to frost, but wanted to hop on here real quick. It's been a crazy crazy week, between the golf outing and the babies birthday (and I had a quick little trip to Atlantic City in there too, which was very fun and netted me a nice $100 which I used to buy baby

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Tomorrow is the Big Day. The Second Annual Jackson Malia Memorial Golf Outing. I'm excited - tired but excited. Last week they were calling for rain tomorrow and I was in a panic. PJ said, I'll talk to Jack about it.... and sure enough, now tomorrow is supposed to be beautiful. Thanks Jack. The last few days I've felt Jack so strongly, there have been tons of little 'signs' that he's here. I

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We took the girls to Vermont last weekend. My uncle owns a home up there, and every couple years we all descend on it for a little family reunion. I had some trepidation about taking the girls, but they were so good while we were down the shore for 2 weeks back in June I figured, eh, how bad could it be.Bad. So bad. Really really bad.They were good on the four hour drive up, but my plan that they

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The girls turn two years old in less than a month. This has really snuck up on me. I mean, they're TWO.It hit me recently that maybe it was time to start thinking about potty training. Because seriously, I haven't thought about it, worried about it, contemplated it - nothing. I realized that the girls didn't even know what a toilet was. They had never, ever seen anyone use it. I never took them

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The Jackson Malia Fund's golf tournament is rapidly approaching. Please, check out his site if you're at all interested in our raffle - we have some great prizes this year. And we really need to sell some tickets!! LOLI love having this charity because it keeps Jack 'alive' for me in a way. Especially this time of year when I find myself really having to spend some time working on it, I get to

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We made it through the WHOLE summer without a sniffle, not even a runny nose, nothing (unlike last year when the girls had such bad colds the entire month of August, the sand at the beach stuck to the snot on their faces like cement).Summer '08 - Boogers and sand...yummy.So I know I really shouldn't complain that now, yes, we have colds. We as in Katie, Charlotte and ME. It's all fun and games

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The summer it seems, is drawing to a close.As a child I loved summer, but really, what child doesn't? Endless days spent swimming at the pool, and always a couple weeks down the shore. Hours spent roaming in the park, riding our bikes until dark and of course lots of trips for ice cream.This summer has been for me, a reminder of my childhood. Two summer ago I was on maternity leave, but really

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Since the day the girls were born, people have always said that they looked like my husband. Daddy and Katie, and Daddy and Charlotte. Personally, I don't really see it. (Ok, maybe a little.)But there is always something about LaLa that does remind me of PJ. It's not so much her looks as just her, well, her Charlotte-ness. She makes such funny faces, and has this mischievous, dramatic yet silly

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This time, we didn't just get hair cuts, we got hair STYLES.Complete with fancy little barettes and mousse!We were so big and brave, we didn't even need to sit on Mommy's lap. There was even blow drying involved.... and no one freaked out. The reward for a job well done.... a lollipop.I just can't get over how grown up they look - how grown up they act. My sweet girls.

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It is so easy to become attached to people you've never met simply by reading their stories and following along with their lives. Especially when you can relate to them in some way. When they remind you of your own story.And when terrible news comes, it feels like you know these babies, and these parents. And you understand all too well the way they're feeling tonight, and maybe even worse,

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I am a bad blogger (and bad Mommy...taking so long to write about Katie!) I've been busy, with things like this. I'm sorry. Plus the space bar sticks on my laptop thanks to my darling daughters, making typing really really difficult.Anyway, on to sweet Katie.Katie (also known as my Katie-girl)Loves: puddles, sprinklers, trampolines, books, snacks, dolls, stuffed animals.... pretty much

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I've been trying for a week to write this entry. I wanted to write about each of the girls, who they are now - and it's really incredibly hard. I don't even know where to begin. They're very complicated for not even being two years old..... :) And first up is Charlotte.Charlotte (also known as LaLa)Loves: animals, flowers, purses, jewelry, telephones of all kindsFavorite Foods: macaroni and

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Thank you all so much for the many many amazingly kind notes on my last entry. Since I wrote about the empty space, I feel like I notice it even more - the spot the girls leave between them. Sometimes, yes, it is just that Charlotte is annoyed by Katie and wants to be nowhere near her..... but usually I think it is the space for Jack. ;)I am trying to write an entry for each of my girls, I want

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I might not write about Jack every time, but Jack is a part of our lives every day.There are so many things that are "Jack" to me. That make me think of him every time I see them. Jewelry I wear every day. His blue blanket I sleep with at night. Butterflies. Songs on the radio. All of these are pretty obvious.And then there's some that aren't so obvious to everyone else.When Jack was in CHoP we

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I am sorry for the lack of posts. I guess it's just summer.... lots to do but nothing very exciting. I have things I want to write about but seem incapable of forming cohesive sentences lately. I think maybe all the Dora (not to mention Wubbzy.... and Max and Ruby..... oh and don't forget the old standby of Yo Gabba...) has turned my brain to complete mush.Last weekend Katie and Charlotte and I

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I miss the beach.But, even being back home we are still having a great summer. Today we had this summer's first trip to the pool and I think it's safe to say the girls liked it, especially Katie, also known as "the Fish." That kid loves the water.Yesterday we had another big milestone - the girls first trip into New York City!! We only live about 25 miles outside the city, but we don't seem to go

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Only a little more than halfway through our (AWESOME) vacation, and I've already learned so many new things about my children.Such as, they LOVE watermelon. But it must, must be eaten outside. No matter how much sunscreen I put on them (and I swear, I put on LOADS), these girls are going to tan. They enjoy an outdoor shower. And dining outdoors is pretty nice too. Katie is quite fond of funnel

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I should probably have mentioned that I was going on vacation.... so...We're on vacation!Saturday we left for Cape May. The weather has been so-so but it's still been a great trip so far. The girls have been very good, and they love the beach. No more eating the sand like last year (though they did try to drink the ocean water...blech).We've already gone to the beach, played in the sand, swam in

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Today was a big day. One I thought might never come when I was looking at my bald, bald babies just last summer....That's right, we went for our very first haircut. Although that might be a bit of an exaggeration - it was honestly just a trim. They were definitely starting to sport a nice little toddler mullet, and they had straggly pieces hanging in their eyes. The stylist did a great job of

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I know I've written before about all the things I just knew I would never, never do once I had kids. Things like, oh say use a leash or bribe them with cookies or let them walk around with runny noses.Top of my list was the fact that I was never, ever going to drive a minivan. I mean there was absolutely zero chance. Zero.Until I found out I was pregnant with triplets (many many 'nevers' go out

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And just like that.... it stopped. Sunday night Charlotte was still throwing such a fit at bedtime that she (again) threw up all over her crib within five minutes of being put in.Monday she went down for her nap without a peep, and has basically done the same thing ever since. We have had some different issues due to her having a cold but no more of the crazy screaming freak outs at nap/

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My sweet little Charlotte has continued to give me such a hard time with going to sleep. Just out of nowhere, she went from going to bed like a little angel to screaming and carrying on like a deranged maniac, making herself hysterical (and a few times making herself throw up) within minutes of getting in her crib.Just the mention of 'bed' sends her to tears. Every night before bed I say okay

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Thank you all so much for the notes on my last entry. I wish I was truly half as good a mom as you all think I am.Because I have my moments, believe me. I had a few today actually when Charlotte refused to take a nap, at all, period, ALL DAY.... then wouldn't go to bed after being up for 13 plus hours straight and screamed so hard in the literally five minutes I let her cry that she threw up all

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When you are a mom of multiples you quickly realize you're going to get a lot of attention. Nothing raises people's interest faster than a gigantic stroller and some adorable babies.There's two ways you can go with it... you can feel like a freak show. You can avert your eyes and hope people don't notice you (hah! good luck with that). You can let people's comments and idiotic questions bother

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(PLEASE… Monday is the last day to vote for Katie and Charlotte in the Cutest Multiples Contest….PLEASE!! It's really close and very exciting! Thank you so so much. Click HERE and vote for #2!! http://www.multiplesandmore.blogspot.com/ )I thought of so many other moms today, many I've never even met in real life. Other moms with children who have died. Mother’s Day can be a day of such joy and

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Thank you SO MUCH for voting for the girls! I can't believe the response from everyone here - you put us in first place! But now it starts all over again with the top ten so I have to beg and plead with you all to please please please vote ONE more time for Katie and Charlotte. This time we're #2 (on the left hand side of the page - it's really easy!). Thank you so much again!! We are all really

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I hate to do this... and I really NEVER do this kind of thing... but could you PLEASE vote for my girls??? We made the Top 20 in a Cutest Multiples contest, and we have some serious competition from some very adorable babies. But of course, I can't help but think MY babies are the most adorable! :)If you could please click over and vote for us - we're #12. It's super easy - no sign up or anything

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My grandmother died on Monday. Every day since then I've tried to write something, but I'm just not sure what to say. Today was her funeral and I was so busy chasing after Katie and Charlotte, I feel in some ways like I wasn't even there. Like only now, in the 'calm after the storm', am I able to really start saying goodbye.She was 92. She lived a long life, and her quality of life towards the

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Back when we were doing our IVF, I belonged to a message board with other women going through the same thing. They helped me more than I can ever explain, the support and friendship was incredible, and many of those women are still my good friends today.I am one of those people who never delete emails... my inboxes are ridiculously full. But in this case, I am happy about my laziness because I

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We had our 18 month appointment with the pediatrician this morning. I was prepared for a lot of things going in...sadly, I find myself always prepared for some kind of bad news when it comes to doctors visits. But nothing...nothing...could have prepared me for this.Charlotte.weighs.more.than.Katie.This is just mind blowing to me. It's like all of a sudden black is white, up is down, I'm a

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Today was cold and windy here in New Jersey, not exactly Easter weather. The Bunny still managed to make it to our house though, and drop off some baskets for our good girls. The dresses I had planned for the girls to wear were just TOO springy for this freezing day - fortunately I remembered these adorable pale pink velveteen pantsuits a friend had given the girls for their birthday.... and even

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Ah, Sanibel Island.... it is really a lovely place. I highly recommend a vacation there. It is very nice - quiet, pretty, safe, clean - we loved it. We kept saying we can't wait to go back.It was hard to leave the girls, the night before we left I started to feel a little freaked out about going, but like everyone said, once we got there it was fine. I missed them but I was also able to savor

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Ah, remember last Easter? My two sweet girls sat on the Bunny's lap like little angels. I was so pleased.... smug even.... my perfect children... And now, this Easter...What? You don't see a picture of my two pixies seated adorably on the Easter Bunny's lap? Well how about this then.... Katie. Upon spotting the large, furry, bespectacled bow tie wearing rabbit walking through the mall towards

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I always thought I wanted someone to just ADORE me. Love me so much it pained them to be apart from me, even for a moment. Love me so much they were in deep deep despair if I even left the room. Someone to love me more than anything else in the world....Meet my little crazy obsessive Mom Lover: Katie.As with most things the reality is FAR FAR different from the dream. For one thing, she looks

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I keep trying to write a post but it just hasn't been happening. I've been lucky to get a shower this week, forget having coherent thoughts and writing them down. Last week was a good week. The girls still had remnants of the never ending cold but it seemed to finally be getting better. We had a few nice days where I took the girls to the park and they were in heaven. It was a nice St.

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St. Patrick's Day 2003 - I met my husband.St. Patrick's Day 2005 - We got engaged.St. Patrick's Day 2007 - We had just finished our first IVF and I had a feeling it had worked. Two days later I took the first of many (many many) positive home pregnancy tests.St. Patrick's Day 2009 - There is no excitement. Aside from some beautiful flowers from my husband, no big celebration. I didn't go anywhere

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I'm one of those people who can SLEEP. I love to sleep. My head hits the pillow and I am OUT.Of course even I would occasionally (though rarely) have trouble falling asleep. Usually because my mind just wouldn't 'quiet down'.... I start thinking and thinking and can't stop and get myself all upset or worked up and then I can't fall asleep. My trick for when this happens is to play the "Six

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Today's attempt at photos:We're not sitting here...nope, no way, no sir.... hey WAIT!! is that a DOG??IT'S A DOG!! HI DOG!! HI!! HI!! YAY!Wow. What a great dog! I love him, don't you? Oh, I do, I do!Alright well, that's it. Dog's gone. This is stupid. I'm out.Funniest part of it is that they were waving at our neighbor's HUGE dog and yelling "CAT! CAT!" They think every animal is a cat.We went to

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I've been waiting a long long time for this moment.I had two really bald babies. I FORCED bows to stick to their heads, somehow.... but it wasn't easy. But the bows were nothing compared to this... PIGTAILS!!!!!!!!!Finally!I love it. I want them to wear pigtails EVERY day! And Katie would do it, but Charlotte, she's a tough sell. Lots of bribery (and distraction) is required to get these puppies

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Carynne and Sydney, the little twin girls I wrote about here, passed away this week. It is so incredibly sad, and I feel truly brokenhearted for their family, especially their parents. Again it seems so cruel, so senseless, and I will never ever understand why something like this happens.I tried to leave a note for their mom, I feel like I should have some words of comfort to give her, I have

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Winter continues. Colds go on, snot flows in unending rivers. Lots of time is being spent in the house. And this is how we are all feeling (as shown by Katie in the world's shortest video): CRAZY.It was a looooong week. Hopefully next week is a little warmer, a little healthier, and a little more exciting. I think a coma may be a little more exciting than this past week.Today we braved the

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Thank you for all the kind words on the last entry. I truly appreciate all the thought that was put into a lot of the comments. I really do want to hear others feelings and opinions on this... on God, and loss, and why....I'm really happy that so many people like the prayer. I hope it helps you as much as it has helped me.Let me tell you the irony of this prayer though... my grandmother who gave

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God and I have not been getting along too well lately. I’m not sure if God is actually AWARE of our spat, maybe it’s all one sided anger at this point but I have been angry. I’ve been angry, on and off, for well over a year now. God could chime in with an “I’m sorry” or “You’re right, Megan…” once in awhile but no… I never hear from him.I’ve felt overwhelmed by tragic stories lately. Stories like

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The weekend went really, really well. We had fun in Atlantic City, and the girls had a great time with Daddy. I got myself very anxious and worked up on Friday about leaving them, but once we were on the road I was fine. And they were fine, and PJ was fine.... I think it actually brought them all a little bit closer. They've always loved their Daddy but now, forget it, they're crazy about him.The

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Around the time I got engaged, I was watching The Apprentice and there was an episode that involved a website called The Knot. I decided to check it out, see if it could help me with my obsessive wedding planning.I had no idea that it would literally change my life in almost every way. I guess I owe Donald Trump, of all people, a big fat thank you.Through the message boards on the Knot I not

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