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For all of those women who like to measure themselves against a lie.

Just Say No...

We received a photo package for our girls for Christmas. This involved the opportunity to have the girls photographed in our home, but we opted to go to the studio to have the girls photographed. When it comes to newborn twins (who are technically only two weeks old, when considering their original delivery date), long, drawn-out photo sessions are a very bad idea...very, very, bad. Needless to say, several hours from the beginning of our excursion, we returned home covered in pee and poop, tired, worn out, sore from not feeding the girls on time, and with two very wiped out little angels. As for the results of the photos, I am not sure we made off with many successful shots, but we shall see...

BOGO Baby!!!...???

 Someone, somewhere, came up with the idea that having twins is a BOGO (Buy One Get One) deal. In fact, your pregnancy is BOGO, raising the babies is BOGO, and if you have them first, you will be completely immune to the fact that you are trying to care for two babies simultaneously. I think it goes something like this, "You won't know any different!"

Alas, while I will be the last person to complain about the rich blessing of having these amazing, precious twins, I must put to rest these ludicrous ideas. Indeed, when you change one diaper, you don't magically forget that you have another baby to change, and when both babies are crying, you don't magically forget about the other one while trying to soothe the first. It is twice the work at the same time, and while motherhood is magical and wonderful, one plus one still equals two. Double the pleasure, double the fun!!! But just look at those perfect little lips on my Peanut! Awwww...

My New Hobby

Breastfeeding twins is not a simple endeavor. In fact, it is nigh unto a Herculean feat. It requires courage, pain endurance, ingenuity and genius. To be brief, breastfeeding is a wonderful, rewarding thing as a mother. Making enough milk for two hungry girls is another issue entirely. Raspberries, asparagus, and fenugreek seed (flavoring for fake maple syrup and curry) are great for boosting milk production, but sleep is one of the best things for making more milk. I feed, I pump, I try to find time to rest and eat and drink enough, but like any hobby, it takes practice, time and effort. Thank goodness for my twin nursing pillow by Brest Friend and Newmans Ointment to keep me from being in constant pain. I adore my Phillips Advent pump, combined with my hands-free pumping bra- must haves in my book! 

My favorite part about feeding is the little party Sophia has every time she gets ready to feed. It makes me laugh every time!

Motherhood is Delicious to Me

Where do I even begin? I look in these two tiny faces and I am smitten with the deepest feelings of protection, adoration, gratitude, and wonder. I believe that it could be hard, but to me this isn't hard. This exceeds my expectations. I may be exhausted, and lying in bed, but the moment I hear one of my girls crying, I want to jump right up and run to them. I want to see their little legs kick-kick-kick while their diaper is changed. I want to see their heads turn, looking for food. I want to see the tiny tear that forms in the corner of one eye if I took just a little too long to get to them this time. I am smitten.

I drink in those searching, tiny eyes like the most precious morsels of food. I don't want to let a single crumb fall! I want to hear them breathe and feel their breath against my chest as I cuddle them after a feeding. I want to study those tiny ears, perfect noses, lips, fingers, and toes over and over again. Everything else is a burden, but not them. They are this precious reward that makes every lost hour of sleep vanish into thin air. I want to cling to each tiny moment so I don't lose a single one.