Whoa, Nelly!

So, I have twins. I have two babies who are rapidly approaching a year old, one boy and one girl. I keep wondering when I'm going to stop being amazed by this fact. There are 2 cribs in their room, and the closet is packed with 2 sets of clothes. Everywhere I go, I am amazed at how amazed other people are, as if to encourage my bewilderment. I keep thinking one of these kids got lost on the way to someone else. Maybe God made a mistake giving me two. Up until Jadey and Beth came along, my life was pretty much about remembering to not leave the keys in the door and maybe doing the dishes once a week. Well, honestly, I still have dishes in the sink.

They have both just mastered crawling, Jadey about a week ahead of Beth, who is smaller but who for the week her brother was crawling around and looking back at her with a grin, spent her time on all fours with her head down and her face set with a frown, so determined to make her legs work correctly that she would grunt and yell. Jadey is my chubby, happy-go-lucky baby. Bethie is my force to be reckoned with, a tempest in a teapot. I am in awe of both of them continually.

Their father is sort of permanently out of the country, so we are on our own, which is nice in a way. I get to hoard all this chocolately-fat-baby-goodness to myself and I'm greedy. I love being a mom more than anything and so far I haven't had a I'm-ripping-my-hair-out-where's-the-damn-vodka?!?!?! moment, but I know one day it will come. That's just par for the baby. I read an interesting article on BabyZone about teaching your baby sign language before language skills start. Apparently, babies as young as 6 months can learn to sign for the basics, such as milk, hungry, toy, sleepy and so on. It makes life easier and I'm all for making life easier, for them and for me.