And today was the last day I held my babies, and the last night I kissed them goodnight. The last time I nursed my babies and fed them. The last time I heaved myself off the floor holding two babies.
Because tomorrow, despite the lack of any two-legged ambulation, they are officially toddlers. I guess. (There needs to be some sort of in-between word for my poor mobility-challenged younguns.)
I can't decide if it feels like it has been a year, or whether it feels like only a few days, or like a lifetime. I was so afraid of having children because I knew they would take over my life. Little did I know the extent to which they would consume me. And I was absolutely ignorant of just how thrilled I would be to hand my life over to them, gift-wrapped. (Babies love wrapping paper, you know.)
Speaking of wrapping paper, the birthday party last week went just swimmingly. Of course, I was too busy being Party Referee to manage to take any pictures. So as soon as all the folks who took pictures manage to email those to me, I will make a birthday party post. (Hint-hint...)
Until then, here's a little picture tribute to my kiddos and their first year...