But it is… My babies, my girls, my chickies, my “girlfriends”, my firstborn… they turn 10 today. And as I type that, I cry. Not Boo-hooing, bawling type of cry. But, my eyes are swollen with tears and I feel a bit of sadness.
You know, when Marc and I first got married, I was even sure I wanted kids. It’s not that I was totally against it, but really, I could have done without kids… or so I thought.
When Marc and I found out we were pregnant - I was excited. Sure, a little scared, but mostly excited. The thought of having a child grew on me. It made me happy. Then just a few weeks later, we found out the really big news. I was not pregnant with “a” baby… nope - I was pregnant with “babies!” Umm, ’scuse me? Two? Really? I was so freaked out, I think I just stared at the wall for a week, every now and then I would say “twins?” quietly to myself and get all kinds of freaked out.
I don’t know what I was worried about. God knew what he was doing, and wow! He did a really good thing! He gave me two of the most perfect creatures ever put on the earth. They have changed me in so many ways. They are truly incredible! I know how could gush about them all day long, but I will spare you.
Let me just say this - they are awesome! Loving, caring, thoughtful, smart, sweet, beautiful, little girls… that aren’t so little anymore. Which brings me back to square one… sadness. I guess its not really sadness, but more bittersweet. I see them growing into these awesome young ladies and it make me so happy and proud, but it also brings the realization that each day that passes is one day closer to my girls, my babies, growing up, getting married and well, not being my babies anymore.
Want to take a look back with me?

Amanda Rose, born 7/24/98 at 9:01pm, weighing 4lbs 7 oz

Kaitlin Mae, born 7/24/98 at 8:55pm, weighing 4lbs 13oz
Those pictures prove a mother’s love is blind… those two look like aliens!

2 years old. Their Grandma bought these outfits for them so they could cheer their Uncle Dave playing football.

Their first year in gymnastics

Halloween, age 5

Getting their ears pierced at age 6

Their 7th birthday

Pensacola Beach, age 8

Homeschool - age 9
ok… I think I am going to curl up in a ball and cry a bit. Or - I can fix lunch and take my ladies shopping!!! Hmm, tough choice!