I have a friend that has twins that turned 2 last week. She posted on her blog the day before their birthday and in the post she said that it was the last day her twins would be 1 year olds. This really hit me like a ton of bricks for some reason and has stuck with me everyday this week.
Today is the last day my babies will be 1 year olds....the last day.
Part of me is so happy that they are thriving, growing big and strong, learning, laughing, and becoming real characters in this world. Another part of me is so very sad that they are not tiny babies anymore and never will be again....ever. Its so true when people tell you to cherish your children at every age and every stage...good or bad...because before you know it they will be grown. I've spent the last two years saying, "I wish they were older so they could do this...." or "I wish they were older so we could go here...." Now that this time is over I regret it because I kept forgetting that I'd never have each of those days to live again. I should have been living in them not looking fast forward. The last two years have been the hardest and happiest of my life.....the longest and at the same time the fastest.....the most stressed, disheveled, and confused....but above all, the most fulfilling experience that I could have ever hoped for. I love my boys and I'm so very proud of the people they are becoming. Tomorrow they will be 2 year olds and will start living the third year of their lives.
Look out world because ready or not, here come Zack and Jake!!
