Never One Without Two

Never one without two...The story behind my blog title has a special meaning and as I sit here camp fire, I feel the need to write.  My journey with identical twin boys and the way they make my heart so full.  This weekend, for the first time I am away with Liam while Isaiah spends some time with Grammy.  It’s a first for all of us and I must admit it feels both strange and special.  Isaiah is my exceptional boy, with special needs.  Earlier on this month I made the decision to let Isaiah hang back from time to time, with respite care or family while Liam could experience more.  So he could have uninterrupted fun and just be a kid.  He was way too sheltered and has been missing out on some things as Isaiah would take all of my attention and time.  Never one without two, the title came to be a long time ago as I realized it was in fact always the two, Liam and Isaiah together.  Imaginary conjoined twins you could say.  They were basically joined at the hip.  What I’ve come to realize o

Inspiration  Everyone has their “go to” for getting the job done.  Sometimes those who procrastinate find the drive in a tight dead line.  Some who plan in advance with schedules and lists are more productive.  I personally am not sure what makes me tick, but Ive been quite keen with my writing recently.  I thought because of the hardships I’ve been facing, the stress and depressed feelings sparked my creativity.  Who knew?  I took something not so great and turned it into something productive and hopefully helpful.  With writing and explaining my feelings, I have a sense of validation.  I feel heard, it feels as though I’ve gotten a lot of my chest.  But now because things have settled and I feel better, my writing came to a standstill.  I’ve been trying to write for days with nothing solid enough to even bother posting.  Which leads me to tonight’s piece, boobs and balls!  Yup I said it!  (Inside joke). Recently I joined a local Facebook group that consists of parents who ha