My Reasons

My name is Enjoli, and I am a mother. And these are my three beautiful reasons for needing Motherhood Anonymous. 

My first born: Alia 

Alia was the stereotypical first baby, the one that lulls you into that false sense of security, making you think that motherhood is magical and wonderful all the time. She was either sleeping or eating during the first six months of her life; I had people ask me if she had eyes. I thought that maybe once she hit her two's I'd find out what a terror my little angel could be. Nope. She approached her twos like an angel so we figured we were just that awesome at being parents and figured maybe we should have another. Of course she hit her three's where we realized that she was chanelling a teenager, but by then we were already committed to the "next one" and it was too late!

(P.S: Alia was our "not trying to try" baby!) 

My next TWO: Ascher & Avalyn 

Sometimes people ask me "WHY" I had twins. Sometimes I really want to slap them! 

These two are the most incredible and most terrifying little things that have ever happened to us! I don't think most people understand what a life changing thing it is to have multiples. I sure didn't. 

When we got pregnant for the second time, we knew we wanted a second baby and were open to the idea of another once we saw how it went with the second. The day we found out that our second baby was in fact also our third baby we sat at Subway for an hour and stared at each other trying to figure out what we were going to do with TWO more babies. Two babies at once. Two of everything. Two car seats. Two cribs. We had to buy a bigger house, a bigger car and move, all while I was pregnant with TWINS. 

Lucky for all of us we had a great pregnancy and though the girls were born at 33 weeks, 4 days they only spent 11 days in the NICU.  

Miss Ascher was born first, by 7 minutes. She tends to be more independent, not minding to play by herself. She is easy to smile and quite mischievous! 

Miss Avalyn proved herself the more "needy" baby on her way into the world. She tried to come out with her hand up by her head, which meant doc had to push her back in, move her hand out of the way and then she could come out. (Mind you, I ended up delivering with no medication.. Ouch!)  She is still the more needy of the two and if you are around she thinks you should be paying attention to her not whatever else you might be trying to do! 

Every day each of my girls amaze me and make me wonder why I thought I could handle being a mother. There is nothing harder or more wonderful than having children. I want them to be independent but also want them to need me. I want them to make their own choices but to always make the right choice. I want to protect them from everything.  And sometimes I just want them to leave me the hell alone!