Twins are on another level. I mean, I know what it's like to have one baby who loved the swing and one baby who loved to be held, but not at the same time! Lindsay and her husband got lucky though...they have one chill baby (boy) and one high maintenance (girl) so God gave them a bit of a break. And although Lindsay appears to be a pretty calm and easygoing mom, I can't help but want to drive home how fast it goes by. How important it is to soak it up and relish in the midnight snuggle time because it won't last forever. Just like generation after generation of moms tried to tell their babies when they had kids...we want so badly for them to understand how true it is. But it is futile. It is the nature of the beast. Moms with babies are bogged down by being moms with babies and moms with toddlers are bogged down with trying not to lie down in traffic somewhere, and moms with school aged kids are bogged down with shuttling them everywhere, and moms of teenagers are bogged down by trying to keep them alive, and moms of adults are bogged down with the thought that it all went by too damn fast.
I wish I lived closer. I wish I could pop over and hold them every day until they didn't want to be held anymore. And then I could play with them until they didn't want to play. But for now I will have to settle for daily pictures via text message and stories from 3 states away....
