Pull up a chair

I am totally new to this blogging thing. I mean completely and utterly clueless. I mainly started it as a way to record my thoughts and capture the crazy and wonderful moments with my kids so that one day, when I am not exhausted from chasing them around and dealing with the chaos that is twin two year olds, I can go back and read the entries and throw a little celebration that I have survived with my sanity *mostly* intact. Little and Bubba are a mega handful these days. Little is the drama queen of the family and is 100% into the terrible twos. She can be sweet as honey but if something doesn't go her way...lookout! Bubba is usually my sweet, well behaved momma's boy. He was diagnosed with mild autism right before their 2nd birthday, and that totally crushed daddy and I for a while. We picked ourselves up though and started him on speech, OT, and ABA therapy and he's doing really well! He's gone from having no words to having about 20 in a matter of a month or two. It's really great watching him blossom. We have loads of work to do still, but I'm feeling really good about his chances in life. I recently had made a decision not to send the kids to daycare, but rather to keep them home and start the more intensive daily therapy. I got a bit of guff for it, but I just didn't feel like they were ready and there was no real need for it since I don't work. Now I totally feel like I made the right call. I see two happy kids who are both making progress, and I make sure to take them to weekly playgroups so they can learn some social skills. I think I just need to learn to go with my gut more when it comes to motherhood. In many ways I have felt so ill prepared for it all...first for twins, then for raising a special needs child. Now I am finding that somewhere along the way I started to really figure it out, and that I'm actually not half bad at it all. Anyhow, I don't know if anyone will be reading this besides me but, if you are then welcome, pull up a chair and let's chat.