Life's little quirks

I had the weirdest night tonight. In a good way though. I happened to come across a page on facebook a month or two ago about a little baby boy that is very sick. He is a twin and was born only 3 weeks after mine were born. I felt an instant connection! Him and his brother were born early. He was also diagnosed with Down's Syndrome and 2 holes in his heart. He is seriously one of the most cutest babies I have seen! He has been in the hospital most of his life and is struggling to live. I can only imagine the stress and anguish his parents are going through right now.

When I was pregnant, I was stressed to the max about them coming early. Even if they were born at 32 weeks like they tried to, I knew the chances of them being alright in the end were very high. It was just the inconvenience of being away from home and how to handle the girls and how I was going to deal with little babies that couldn't nurse, that stressed me out. I consider myself to be extremely blessed that none of that happened. I had 2 boys that got to come home with me. Happy, healthy, strong. They have been the best of babies on top of it all. Of course it's been tiring and I've had my stressful days, but there's 2 of them! And 2 more girls on top of that! It's going to get a bit harried! But I am glad. I am grateful.

Anyways, I felt very strongly about contacting the mother. I have had it in the back of my mind for awhile now, but she had posted something that really hit me tonight. I asked my brother if I could volunteer him to give him a blessing. I knew he would be okay with it, but I figured it would be polite to ask. I then sent her a message through facebook. I was terrified! I am awkward in a lot of things and talking religion, especially to a stranger, is one of them. I would be a horrible missionary. Can you say 'panic attack'? I have learned though, to never ignore that feeling I was having. No matter what. I have had that feeling get so intense from ignoring it for too long that I get physically sick and as soon as I listen, instant relief. So, I listened. Promptly. I sent her a message with the offer. I let her know there would be no strings attached, no attempted conversion, just straight up prayers from someone I believed to hold the Priesthood, the Power of God. I told her it was the only way I knew best how to help her. I had fleeting moments of doubt after I pushed the send button. Did I really just do that? What an idiot you are! What kind of person does that? She has enough to worry about. What if she tells you to mind your own business? I don't do well with rejection.

She messaged me back letting me know that he had already had a blessing a couple of months back and she had one as well. Then, she thanked me for the offer. I then let her know that if she ever did want another, it was only a message away. She then sent me another message telling me of the person that had given them their blessings. It happened to be a guy I went to elementary school with. As soon as I saw his name, I started to cry. It was almost like an affirmation that I did the right thing. So, of course I had to send him a message and tell him about my cool story! What a small world!

I really don't know why I had a strong impression to send her a message. I guess sometimes we don't find out what would happen if we do or don't listen. I think I'd rather listen though! No regrets! Plus, that intense feeling goes away instantly. I love life's little quirks. Something so little can have such a huge impact. Maybe I needed it more than her. One small step into the "Every member a missionary" movement.

Anyways, if you would like to know more about this amazing mom and dad and their beautiful babies, go visit this page Lucky Lekisch. I dare you to not fall in love with him!

For Cassie!! :)

 You wanted pictures, you got some pictures!

 The boys GQ-ing the mothers' room. Cooper on the left and Walker on the right.

 Macey with Walker on the left and Cooper on the right.

 Big smiles from my big boys!

Super Cooper and Walkman.

Mackinley reading Walker a book.

Feelin' the love!

This past week was a really good one for me. Not just things went smoothly or the kids were good, but I felt like I was loved as a person. An individual! It was just some little things, but the little things really are the big things! I will share....

First of all, hubby went in to Lethbridge for some Primerica work. He came home with colored daisies, a box of Lacey's cookies NOMNOMNOM, and a mini iPad with a pink otterbox cover. Talk about spoiled! I knew eventually I would get an iPad because he was tired of hearing me complain about the tablet I had. It was very finicky and wouldn't work properly, so he got me my iPad. What a nice guy. The flowers and cookies though, those were the icing on the cake! They were extra. They were the "I'm thinking about you and I love you and I want you to be happy" type of gift. It has been a long while since I have gotten flowers. It was great!

On Friday, I drove up to Calgary to FINALLY go shopping for some clothes that fit! Now, if you have ever gone shopping with kids, you know how "fun" it can be :) My mom had  $70 worth of coupons and she graciously gave me one of her $30 ones. My mom and dad and sister and a good family friend all came down to meet me in Calgary to give me the coupon and to help me out with my kids. I got to look around at clothes and TRY THEM ALL ON sans kids. They just walked around the store with the stroller. It was so nice! It's funny how a mom can hear her baby/babies cry all the way across a big noisy store. It was really cute to watch my dad hold one of the boys and try to keep them happy. He says he prefers toddlers over babies, but I know he secretly loved it! We went to one other store and ate and that was it! 5 hrs of time spent with people that were there to help me out. Well, my mom and sister scored some sweet clothes while they were at it as well!

So, I feel a bit more back to normal now that I have some clothes. It was so nice to wake up this morning and not have to worry about what to wear. I think this week we might head down to Kalispell for a bit more shopping and then I should be good.

I was talking to a friend at church today and she said that twins take awhile before they know that they can distinguish themselves as a separate person from the other, just like a baby takes awhile to distinguish themselves from their mother. Well, I feel the same way. I don't really feel like an individual right now. I am a mom of 4 little kids that need me for everything. I have 4 month old twins that I am carrying around and holding. I really love it, but those little moments, when people acknowledge you for you and YOUR wants and needs, are refreshing and rejuvenating to my heart and soul!

So a big THANK YOU to my hubby and my family and friends who help my life be that much sweeter! And of course to my kids as well, for seriously being awesome kids. The girls are sooo helpful and the boys are 4 1/2 months old and they both go to bed around 9:30 and they DO NOT cry when I put them down. Awake. I lay them in their crib awake and they go to sleep without crying. Both of them. Is this amazing to anyone else? Every night I put them down I think to myself "They are going to cry". Nope. They don't. Amazeballs.

Anyways, I am blessed. I am happy.