Love this.

I love every single second of this video. I cried. It is beautiful. It captures so many feelings and emotions of motherhood, from pregnancy and beyond. But what I loved even more about it is that it is real. What I mean is that along with the joys of motherhood, there are also difficult days where you just want to give up. You feel like you are going to lose your sanity. It paints a picture of all that motherhood entails. Beautiful. I

It's all just a process

I have been thinking about starting a new blog for quite some time but just couldn't bring myself to do it. I know not many people read my blog but if you have just stumbled across this blog, my other blog, Little Ladybug (www.thegreekmama.blogspot.com), was dedicated to my 1st child, Karissa, who passed away in July of 2008 from Epilepsy. I started blogging about her life, the difficulties of raising a child with special needs, the good, the bad and the just plain heartbreaking stuff. Blogging about Karissa definitely helped in the healing process. I also wanted to bring awareness to a disease that causes 50,000 deaths or more among Americans every year.

I considered starting another blog when I was pregnant with my twins in 2010 and then again when I was pregnant with my daughter in 2013. I never got around to it and just continued to blog about life with twins on Karissa's blog. Was it a lack of motivation, energy and time? Maybe. Guilt? Absolutely.  I was feeling guilty to start a new blog because I felt that I'd be forgetting about Karissa. Would I be leaving her behind? Would she be forgotten? Even though Karissa is not physically here on Earth with us, she will always be a part of our family and I felt that she would be left out if I created a new blog. These are only just a few of the questions and thoughts that went through my mind.

So, starting a new blog to document life with my crazy, full-of-life twin boys and my now 3 month old daughter has provided more healing to one of the worst losses a mama can experience. It has been 5 1/2 years since her death and I will never get over the loss of Karissa. Time will never heal my wound.  This is just another step in my healing process and my heart is happy that I have decided to finally create this new place to write about life with my babies.