Pics of the Babies

Since the possibility that I'll ever have a baby of my own is slipping away quicker than I'd like it to, I was sooooo excited to have two weeks with two babies.  Two babies meant I could always be holding one while everyone else had the other one.  Of course there were a couple of times when it was just me, trying to hold them both...which takes an insane amount of creativity and skill.

The oldest twin is Thomas.

He is alert and quiet and quite content to just be bundled up with his binkey.  And when he's hungry he'll let you know in a civilized manner.

Then there is baby girl.  Miss Emily is not quite as mellow as her bro.  In fact, I heard the word "naughty" used to describe her quite often.  Miss Emily is kind of particular.  She hates being naked,  she hates the quiet, and she LOATHES being put down.  You could rock that child for an hour, think she was in the depths of REM, put her in her crib, and within a matter of seconds she would wail, as if someone had just dumped a bucket of ice water on her.

Yes.  Baby girl is high maintenance.  But between you and me, she's also my favorite...shhhhh, one shouldn't have favorite babies.  But she is.  I could hold her and snuggle and kiss her and squeeze her to my hearts content.  And I did. 

I also taught her how to make a drunk pirate face...she was a natural with that one.

I was one proud auntie.

But baby girl wasn't always perfect in my arms

In fact, at times she found me quite boring.

Other times she was content to just surf the net for new art ideas.

 

But mostly she just slept.

And sometimes I did too.

I loved her sweet newborn baby smell.

And listening to her whisper soft breath.

And feeling her warm little boy snuggled against mine.

I asked her several times if she knew of any babies waiting for me to be their mother.

She didn't have an answer.

So I just took it all in.  Cherishing those few precious moments.  Knowing it may have been the only time in my life when I would ever have the chance, the opportunity, to have a baby.  If only for a couple of weeks.

No, you shouldn't have favorite babies.  But I do.

Thanks Dan and Merianne for giving me such a fantastic Christmas!  You'll never know how much it meant to me to have those hours with your kids.