Take the Nerd, Geek or Dork test.

My result was Pure Nerd
73 % Nerd, 13% Geek, 43% Dork

A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.

I spend close to $300 a month on formula. Adding it up makes me sick to my stomach.

Could I have done anything differently? Maybe. I think maybe more rest in the first weeks, more help, someone to care for one baby while I fed the other. Less visitors, more support.
I thought I had it under control. I had my husband, my in laws, my 5 older children. What I didn’t have was sleep, hydration, good food. There was no one to take care of *me*.

I had a lump excised many years ago, and I believe milk ducts were severed. I’ve always produced more on one side than the other. So maybe nothing would have helped, and I was destined to have insufficient milk supply. But I’d successfully nursed my other children; I had tandem nursed and nursed an older (3.5 year old) child. I was not prepared to fail at breastfeeding, not when I had defied the odds and carried my twins to term, and birthed them at home no less.

I thought I was a breastfeeding pro, a tandeming diva. It just goes to show that pride goeth before the fall ;) and that even moms who don’t think they need help and support do, just like everyone else.

I think I'm going to try this.

Someone said that the hard thing about adoption is its out of our control. I have to agree wholeheartedly. It's not like a pregnancy - which moves forward without any effort on my part and has a definite end in sight. It's not like most projects where if I just put forth extra effort, or fork out more money, or do SOMETHING, I can get to the finish line. I've done all I can do and it's out of my hands.

I fell in love with a little girl in a photolisting today. I usually avoid looking at them, because nearly every one touches me. But this little girl was different. I can't stop thinking about her. It reminds me of how I felt about the boys. I inquired about her and it's not something we can remotely afford. I am racking my brain for ways to come up with the money, but really it's not even feasible. And that's breaking my heart.

I'm going to try and put a little aside from time to time, and hope that in the meantime someone else is touched by her and adopts her. It would take us literally years to save up enough.

We're sending the kids to a new charter school this year. We homeschooled for a year and a half, and I am a big fan of homeschooling in general. But with 7 kids I just didn't feel up to the task.

We had the kids in public school from Jan to May of this year and that was okay. I have no - okay few - complaints.

But I was very excited about this new charter school. We took Talysa to register for classes last night, which was a major PITB, but she's got a good schedule. Why is it that when you're in high school you couldn't care less about your education, and when you're an adult and actually appreciate learning, you're expected to have a job instead (or be a stay at home mom)? I'm envious of the fun classes Talysa is registered for, and the ones she didn't register for that I would have.

I was especially psyched about the uniforms. Kateri says it more eloquently than I could, plus she speaks from experience. Suffice it to say that I was Not Pleased when I learned they were changing to a dress code that requires school colors, but no uniforms. School shopping has just begun and already it's a huge headache.

Taran now has TWO teeth and Indigo has one also. I love these twins!!

We got new family photos. I will post a few later.

We sent a letter to Samoa today. I don't know if or how it will impact our case, but I hope it helps.

1.) Where were you ten years ago?

Married, SAHM with two kids. DH was in the Air Force.

2.) Five Years Ago?

I had just quit my jobs as a WSU Chemistry teacher's assistant and at Kelatron nutritional supplements (both in the laboratory doing chemical testing). I was getting ready to send my youngest off to kindergarten and have the first baby I'd breastfeed and attachment parent.

3.) One Year Ago?

I probably just found out I was having twins.

4.) Yesterday?

Stressed and caring for a teething baby.

5.) Today?

Wishing I could drive an hour to go to Nordstrom Rack but knowing my car probably won't make it.

6.) 5 Snacks I Enjoy

Ice cream, Pepsi, pink sugar cookies, chocolate, salted nuts

7.) 5 Bands I know most of the lyrics to their songs

Ronnie Milsap, Eddie Rabbit, Metallica, Def Leppard, and Baby Songs ;)

8.) Things I would do with a million dollars

Pay off debt, go shopping, and adopt a bunch of kids

9.) 5 Bad Habits I Have

Yelling, Impatience, Drinking Caffeine, Too much sugar, I'm too sedentary

10.) 5 Places I would Run Away To

Samoa, New Zealand, Israel, Africa, South America

11.) 5 Things I would NEVER WEAR

Stretch pants, bulky sweaters, blue eyeshadow, rhinestone glasses, cheap shoes

12.) 5 Things I like Doing

Reading, eating, talking with friends, holding babies, spending money

13.) 5 Biggest Joys

I have 8 - my husband and children

14.) 5 Famous People I would like to meet

Jesus Christ, Joseph Smith, Gandhi, Mother Theresa, Dr Seuss

15.) 5 movies I like

Be Cool, Oceans 12, The Notebook, Hotel Rwanda, Batman Begins

16.) 5 Favorite Toys

My computer, digital camera...can't think of 3 more.

Taran cried a lot last night. His tooth must really be bothering him. I gave him some Hyland's homeopathic teething remedy and it seemed to help. He keeps pulling himself to standing inside the baby "corral" and then crying because he's afraid to let go. Sometimes he holds on with just one hand. I'm not ready for my baby boy to walk!

And now I see that my baby boy has a tooth!

Taran is pulling himself to standing. I cannot believe how fast these babies are growing.