One year ago today I welcomed you into the world.
Both of you.
My “two little rosebuds”.
You were tiny and pink and oh-so-fragile.
I was afraid to hold you.
I didn’t know a damn thing about motherhood. Or babies. Or twins.
It was all so foreign to me. So new. So… terrifying.
Somehow I was able to set my fears aside and embrace this new role of “mamma”.
And it felt so right.
Sure, I sucked at swaddling… And I HATED the 2am feeds…
But I’ve never been so proud of anything in my life.
Proud to be your mother… Proud that I created such beautiful little people.
It truly is hard to believe that it’s already been a year.
Sure, every parent utters those words, but really… Where does the time go?
I still have so much to learn…
I continue to feed your Judge Joe Brown addiction.
I spend too much time on my laptop, when I should be playing with you.
I get annoyed when you want to get up in the morning cos I just wanna stay in bed.
I’m not a perfect mother. Far from it.
There’s always room for improvement.
Which brings me back to you.
You’ve grown so much over these last twelve months.
Yeah, I realize that that’s what babies do.
They grow up. They develop personalities. They hit milestones.
It’s nothing new, but I’ve never experienced it first-hand and it’s amazing.
Yet this is only the beginning.
I’m so excited to watch you grow into little toddlers.
And send you off to kindergarden.
Then middle school, high school, and college.
I feel so lucky to be there by your side through it all.
Never in a million years did I think I would be the mother of twin girls.
I never thought I would want to be.
Now that you’re here, I couldn’t imagine (or want) it any other way.
I love you Everly Autumn and Chloe Winter!
Happy Birthday, my (not so) little rosebuds.