An update...

As you can probably guess, things are a little crazy round here but we're surviving!

I don't really have the time to blog which is a shame cos I've got lots of things floating around in my head that I'd love to get out and share. Thanks to the wonderful gift of a kindle, I've read quite a lot since Noah & Samuel were born. But it's probably a good thing I don't share about some things yet as it might spoil some Christmas presents!

So, while I process some of the things in my head, and wait until after Christmas to elaborate, here are some of my phone photos from the last few weeks...

Bit too busy...

...to blog at the moment. I'm just focussing my time and limited energy on these three boys just now...and my biggest boy too!!!

Ping!

They're here!
Noah James English born at 20:20 on 26th October weighing 5lbs 4oz and Samuel Phillip English born at 20:35 weighing 4lbs 8oz.

Both boys are gorgeous and doing very well and my heart could not possibly hold anymore love, even when they keep me up all night!

Still baking!

But not much longer to go now!

My all

So...

...it's a really long time since I shared anything on here. Mostly due to the craziness of moving house and expecting twins. There have been times when I've thought of things to share...but then I forget to write them down and so they get forgotten (must start keeping a notebook with me at all times).

But I wanted to record a quick moment that happened yesterday. A moment with God that I really, really don't want to forget.

As we were singing the last verse of 'When I survey the wondrous cross'...

'Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were an offering far too small.
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.'

And I did the only thing I could do...cry...because words can't express how much I want that to be true. That my whole life, my everything, is dedicated to the one who's grace and love and mercy saved me.

And also because I'm not entirely sure what this next part of my life is going to look like...well, apart from crazy! But even after the babies are babies, I'm not sure of what comes next...but I know I want to serve God with all I have.

God very clearly spoke to me but in a gentle whisper.
He told me to trust Him.
To trust in His provision.
To trust in His timing.
To trust that He knows more about me than I could even imagine and that He knows what is around the corner.
And because of that trust, I can freely give my all, because I don't need to be in control. I don't need to have things sorted. I don't need to work it out by myself.

Its all so quiet...shh, shh

So, I've been a little quiet around here for a while. It's not that things have been quiet...on the contrary, things have been a bit busy.
As well as growing twins, we're also moving house and trying to stay sane!
By way of an apology for disappearing for a few weeks, I have some photos...

The bump at 22 weeks (two weeks ago). I'm now a bit bigger. I really should start measuring the bump and charting my growth!

Having fun at a park!

Who needs toys when there are empty boxes lying around?!

The trials of style...

This might become a regular feature...I have many style issues! Not quite wardrobe malfunctions, but any venture away from jeans and a t-shirt usually backfires in some way.

This season I am trying to rock the maxi skirt/dress. I think long skirts are elegant and feminine, and they cover up my whiter-than-white (almost blue) legs!
However, I have come to the conclusion that this item of clothing is not always the most sensible when accompanied by a toddler. Here are some examples...

1. This morning, said toddler thought my skirt would be a good place to hide! Not helpful!


2. Every time I have to crouch down to speak to said toddler at his height (which is a lot) I invariably stand on the bottom of the skirt and almost reveal my undergarments or trip over, or both…which said toddler finds hilarious!

3. Other crouching down incidences have involved the skirt ending up in a puddle or general dirt, mud or muck. This can happen with any skirt that is not super short!

4. I almost folded the skirt up in the buggy when folding it away at the nursery today! That could have been interesting!

One day I will aim to look glamorous and sophisicated and get through more than 30 minues before my cover is blown!!!

Happy Wednesday x

p.s. the numbers are in summery colours to encourage the sun to stay a little longer...please!

Dirty glasses

I wear glasses. It's nothing new...I've been wearing them for almost 22 years now. Without them I am pretty hopeless. Sometimes, if I drop them, I can't find them!

Recenetly my glasses seem to always be dirty. Covered in greasy smears and dirty prints. Dusted with a selection of the day's make-up, muck and grime. It's not very pleasant. And it hinders my sight.

Sometimes I find myself avoiding cleaning my glasses because it will stop me from doing what I am doing. Because it will be a distraction, a hassle, an effort. I'd rather sit with a mucky view than take the time to clear what I can see.

Sometimes I find myself avoiding reading my Bible because it will stop me from doing what I am doing. Because it will be a distraction, a hassle, an effort. Even though I knew it will change my view and clear up my perspective.

Pretty sad isn't it?!