Seventeen years ago today, at about 8:30 pm I became a mommy. I was blessed to be a mommy to two beautiful baby girls, Adrienne and Caitlyn. Kevin and I worked very hard to have our babies and while at first just happy to be pregnant we were overwhelmed and then overjoyed at the news of twins. Twin girls, identical gorgeous tiny baby girls. Well not really so tiny, both weighing in over 6 pounds, but a sweet 18.25 and 18.5 inches long. They were perfect in every way that day I finally got my hands on them.
Here they are with us at three days old.
How time has taken us away from those tiny babies, we nurtured and cared for them. We tried to teach them about good things and to avoid the dangers that would come along, we played with them, read to them, spoiled them, corrected them, and here we are today, looking at our very grown up daughters. Seniors in high school, looking at colleges and preparing to apply in a couple of months.
We are so proud of our girls in so many ways. They are so much more grounded and level headed than I was at 17, don’t get me wrong, they still have growing and learning to do, but they have made such good choices I can’t help but beam with pride. They are so much alike and yet so different. They compliment and contrast each other and one thing I know for sure, seeing how much they missed each other this summer the six weeks that Caitie was gone assures me that their love for each other will last a lifetime. All mothers worry that their kids bickering will mean they won’t grow to love and appreciate their siblings. I know my girls will remain close, sharing so much of their life from the womb to the room they have shared since birth, and much more to come.
So happy birthday again my lovely girls, I can never ever tell you enough how much you mean to me and your dad.
One more look back, home five days old.
And here they are today.
Inside one of the cards I bought—words I feel so deeply but, could not have written better: