I love this year already!

I'm really begining to see the light at the end of the tunnel.. finally!

Obbiously my boys fight from time to time but Tyler, especially, is begining to become caring and sympathetic towards his "baby brother". When he cries he tells him "It's okay, Dylan" and if I take something away from Dylan, of boy- I have to hear it from Tyler. Haha.

When Dylan was born I pictured down the road a bit and how much fun it was going to be, but it hasn't been until just recently that I've felt that. Dylan just hit 18 months and the progress he has made it outstanding. He is hands down the most intelligent 18 month old I know. And I'm not just saying that because he's mine. He communicates with me so well! I feel like I know what he needs most of the time- "juice" "pee pee" (oh, and did I mention he has been going on the potty for almost a week now? He still has a diaper on and everything, but when I change him I place him on the potty and he pees every single time!) "eat" "more" "night night" "Ty Ty" Yeah, he calls everyone by their name and I mean really calls for us. "Nana!!" It's soooo cute!

So as the both of them are growing up it's definitely making everything a heck of a lot easier.. which certainly doesn't help my "fever". I know, I know, you all think I am crazy for having those thoughts but I cannot help it. At all. I love being a mom so much (even though some days I won't admitt it) and when I look at the two beautiful creations Kyle and I made, it makes me want to make a hundred more! Kyle gets concerned about increasing our family because we would like to financially take care of them and while I, of course, feel the same I also think that love outweighs it all.. and God knows we have enough of that to pass around! So we will see what the future holds..

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It's January 8th 2011. Without being forced, the boys are voluntarily snuggling on the couch and watching Cartoons. I'm kind of freaked out right now. Maybe they are starting to like each other??

Hellooooo 2011.

2010 was a very hard year for me. Very very hard year. Don't get me wrong, it was an amazing year in some aspects (such a relationships and traveling) but in the mother department, not so fabulous. I think I hid it pretty well to most of those who were around me, but most of the time inside I was screaming for someone to save me. I never thought that having two little boys would be so emotional and exhausting. And I also thought that it would get easier as Dylan got older. Nope. So this is me really hoping and praying that things get just a little bit easier on this mama, because honestly I don't know if I can handle another year like that. 2011, here I come...