I’m not a fan of open letters. It feels strange to write something that they can’t read, but I do feel sad that I didn’t write these on each of their birthdays. So better late than never.
My darling babies. Three years ago my stomach was bulging beyond belief. I woke up on 7th June 2013 after very little sleep. Again. Crippling heartburn coupled with obstetric cholestatis and two babies rolling around and kicking me meant sleep was few and far between during those 37 weeks that you were in my tummy.
I had to wake up and somehow bundle myself into the shower. I was huge. Ridiculously so. I didn’t know skin could stretch that much!! I wasn’t able to eat as I was about to have major abdominal surgery to get to meet you pair.
I remember that drive to the hospital 20 miles away like it was yesterday. Two car seat bases bolted in the back of our trusty new “family” car waiting to be filled with our new additions.
It was incredibly surreal to wake up on that day knowing we were going in the space of a few hours to go from a family of 3 to a family of 5. It’s quite a huge jump. Your brother was riddled with chicken pox that developed 7 days before my C-section date but he was so brave with it. I remember looking over the fields as Daddy drove us to the hospital. It was so early yet the sun already was glowing and the heat already was searing through the windows. The hospital had become a second home in the later stages of pregnancy with having to go for heartbeat monitoring and blood tests twice a week due to the itching. But this time it was different. The journey was nearing it’s end and I prayed it would have a happy ending.
And it did.
At 9.27am P1 entered the world screaming weighing 6 pounds on the nose. One minute later at 9.28am P2, all 7 pounds 1 ounce of her, joined her twin and so it began. Life with twins.
This past year we have seen you become so incredibly independent. But the most noticeable thing is how very different you are. Genetically identical but complete opposites personality wise.
P1 you have become such a little madam. You are so incredibly stubborn and will sulk and cannot be talked around until you say so. You still love your pandas and have the funniest little grin whenever anyone points a camera at you. You give the most amazing cuddles making me feel like I’m the most important person in the world when you wrap your arms around me. You are incredibly selective as to who you show affection to and I am lucky to be one of the few to get these amazing cuddles. You are wonderful at eating any and everything and still love to rock on your pandas at bedtime. You started nursery and despite struggling at first, you now love it and I hope this continues. You still look so much like your Daddy and love singing little songs to yourself.
P2 you have the cheekiest face I have ever seen. The midwives were right – you are a monkey! You have me in hysterics daily and have such a wicked sense of humour. Your love of dinosaurs shines through as you aren’t keen on the girly princess stuff. You are so outgoing and confident and always the daredevil. I love to see how you will go and join in with other kids and always love to make a little friend. You idolise your big brother and the feeling is mutual. You love to draw and are trying to hard to write a P. You are so ready to start nursery and I know in a few months you are going to thrive. Don’t lose that cheeky glint as it makes you who you are. You are the baby of the family and I know you’ll come to milk this. You look so much like your brother and your facial expressions are so so funny.
Girls as we enter your third year on the planet, we will undergo the biggest changes so far as you start nursery every afternoon. I will miss you like crazy and feel so sad we are here already. I hope you love it as much as I think you will.
Can time slow down please because the thought of doing this in 12 months with school looming kills me.
I love you girlies. You have made me greyer, oh so tired but so lucky.