So, long time readers of mine will know I have twin girls who I affectionately refer to as Baby Bear and Little Chick.
Twenty years ago today I gave birth to them after a long hard natural labour. Over 18 hours in agony, to get two of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
They have blessed my life with joy and laughter. There has also been tears and frustration. Two times the terrible twos, and the even worse threes. Crying as they went off to their first day at school. Worrying about them when they went off on their first school trip away. Ferrying them and their friends around. Arguments and the stroppiness that comes with teenage years.
Through it all they have been a total blessing. Yes, we have had our ups and downs like all close families do. We have screamed and shouted at each other. And we have hugged and made up.
We have been on adventures to theme parks, zoos, festivals. We have done the planes, boats and trains. We went camping, special birthday trips to Centerparcs and Florida. Last year we were lucky enough to do a huge family trip to St Lucia.
We love fiercely and are immensely loyal. We might not always like each other, but we also have each others backs. We never let anyone go through something on their own.
We sit at the table for family dinners, talk about our day, and even argue sometimes. Usually it’s something on the news that sets us off, and we certainly are not shy in giving our opinions.
For the past twenty years, they have been my little stars. And I couldn’t be more proud of the young women they are becoming.
Whilst Little Chick is spreading her wings in her second year of University and doing very well at being an adult, I might add (she was even descaling the kettle last week!) Baby Bear is excelling in her job, is probably more of an adult that I will ever be, and has bought her first brand new car.
When Little Chick first left for University, Baby Bear was happy she was going. As with most siblings, twins bicker A LOT. Put them in an empty room together for 5 minutes and they would find something about the empty room to argue about. This is very natural in siblings of course, but it drove us mad.
After she left it all changed. Baby Bear and Little Chick grew up. Whilst they will still argue, they are closer now than ever. They talk more now than they ever did. They are secret keepers and they share everything. They miss each other like they never thought they would. They have turned back into the twins they were before teenage years.
When I look at them, I realise that whilst I have never been a perfect parent, and have made some massive awful mistakes along the way, we obviously did something right, as they are wonderful, caring, generous, warm, loving people.
And they still melt my heart now, as they did when I first held them in my arms.
Happy Birthday Baby Bear and Little Chick xxxx
Oh and it’s also Grandma’s birthday today too! Happy Birthday to a wonderful lady xxx