Do You Hear That?

It's silence.

It's me sipping a cup of coffee in a dimly lit kitchen while the soon-to-be chaos has yet to arrive.

It's me updating a blog that has been neglected.  It's me making a New Year's Resolution (...yes, on February 21st...) to blog regularly.  

I. MUST. BLOG. REGULARLY.

Though my intentions were good, I've slacked.

There is the obvious reason (or should I say reasons since there are 2 infants in the house), but there is also the fact that there was only so much to say.  What makes me think that my humble little life is worthy of publishing for the world to read?  Do I honestly think people in cyberspace care about the Boy's silly phrases or the fact that Miss A rolled over or Miss B slept through the night?  Not really.  

But, I am finding that while time is VERY limited and making the time to sit down and write about a normal day seems a bit self-centered, I need to do it.  It's all just happening too fast.  The girls are approaching 6 months next week.  The Boy is starting Kindergarten in the fall and I'm just sick over it all.  Time needs to slow down.  I feel like I can't take it all in and enjoy it.  

And so it has become important to me to return to the world of blogging.  Because there is just too much I want to remember.  So feel free to read along.  I can't promise edge-of-your-seat excitement, but I do promise to keep it real.  

Right now real life is crazy, busy, chaotic and oh-so-normal and mundane at the same time.  I'm really helping that documenting it this way helps to take it all in, appreciate each step and remember more than Christmas and the trips to Disney in the years to come.

And on that note, there are sounds coming through the baby monitor.  They are happy and cooing sounds.  If I act fast, I can steal some alone time with whichever twinkie has decided to rise first.  If I don't act fast it will escalate to cries which will wake the sister which will wake the brother who will demand his morning oatmeal which will make me gaze longingly across the kitchen at my unfinished cup of coffee that will remain untouched until 11 am when it is cold and gross, but I'll drink it anyhow because I'll be desperate for caffeine...and so it goes.

Real life!