Happy birthday to my gorgeous baby boys!

I can't believe it has been a year this week that my tiny little boys made their way into this world and turned our lives upside down! We celebrated their first birthday with a party yesterday (even though it's not officially their birthday till Wed the 28th!) and I am pretty sure they had a great day :)

It is a strange time at the moment for me... I can't help but reflect on the past year and everything we have been through. The changes the twins have brought to our house and the challenges that they had to face and overcome in those early days. I relive those first few days in my mind like they were yesterday and I am taken back to all those fears and scary feelings that we experienced, but then I look at them now - robust, cheeky and extremely healthy one year old little boys and I am so thankful for having them in my life, for all my beautiful children in fact!

Anyway... enough dribble from me, I will share some photos with you and leave it at that for today. Oh, but just one quick update on me and the pregnancy - we had our 12 week scan the other day and I am so pleased to report we saw one very healthy looking wriggly little bub in there! Dan has decided that we will call 'him' Fin - as in FINISHED! Ha ha ha ha!!

I was doing so well.......

*********WARNING - MAY BE TMI FOR SOME!**************

Please don't read this if you are squeaminsh! I was doing so well! I was really proud of myself because despite the fact that I have felt nauseous almost all day every day I had managed to fight the rising vomit ..... until today that is :( Where the hell does it come from? One second I feel fine and am getting the kids ready for school. We're rushing around packing bags, eating breakfast and me doing the usual ranting about brushing of teeth/hair etc.. then out of nowhere a baby crawls past me with that familiar poo smell about him (teething poos at the moment so they are extra special - and the joys of twins means twice the poo!) and suddenly I am lunging for the kitchen sink and madly tossing the dirty dishes out of it as I can feel the chuck coming - GROSS!

So here I am standing in the middle of the kitchen vomiting with an audience gathering around me (thanks kids!) tears streaming down my face (I am such a baby when I'm sick!) Lachlan was concerned about me, poor little thing! I ended up calling Dan to come home from work and take him to school - I just didn't trust myself to get in the car and drive after that.... aaah - almost too much excitement for one morning!

I guess I didn't do too bad - I made it to 10 weeks without chucking so that's something! Hopefully I won't get to do it again either ;)

Oh well... I'd better go... I have a 4 year old who is clutching a book that he has been desperately trying to get me to read to him all morning and a 2 year old who wants to watch Nemo on DVD... oh and a baby just crawled past me with that lovely familiar smell about him again *sigh* I guess it's Blake's turn!

Wish me luck!

Marnie