The Birth of Binky

There was a time in my short existence when my worries were few and far between. My priorities were focused solely on my promising career as a budding Web Designer; my adorable and complicated college sweetheart husband; and last but not least, yours truly.

And then...the most unexpected and amazing change happened. With hearts bursting of love and a house filled beyond capacity with formula, diapers, and Baby’s-R-Us toys, my husband and I welcomed our sons – short, bald men who would soon steal our hearts, and render us into countless smiles.

My sons, nicknamed King A and Lord R (to protect their identities on the Internet), are 3 years old and 7 months old, respectively. Despite their youth, they are characters. Their personalities are marked by an intricate and complex fusion of unconditional love, childhood innocence, foolish gallantry, understated selfishness, nonsensical logic, and attitudes equaled only to divas. My life, with them in it, is nothing less than sheer exhaustion. However, like the shining stars that they are, their megawatt smiles, unexpected showers of kisses, and singsong cooing, cast away all depths of shadow, and give life to everything their rays touch.

Here at ickyBINKY, you won’t find a blog about dirty pacifiers. Rather, ickyBINKY is my creative outlet to share with you my unfolding tapestry of motherhood and marriage richly woven by my whimsical sons (owners of some very icky binkies); and interlaced with deep chuckles of laughter, not so compromising compromises, and stolen moments of romance with my “it” man. Join me as I chronicle all this, along with my less than successful parenting skills and myriad comedic failures as a mommy, a wife, and often times (sigh), a discombobulated moving mass of chaos.