It’s been a while since I wrote about the girls. As sisters. As daughters.
We have had 13 months as a family of four now, a year of having two young girls fighting for the lions share of our attention.
A year of cuddles and squabbles, of tears and laughter.
Life with two isn’t easy. At all. In fact it’s probably at least ten times harder than I ever imagined but it really is a wonderful thing. Watching the two of them has brought me so much joy and love. On any given day they can be thick as thieves, causing mischief together under the table or angrily pulling toys away from each other whilst grabbing handfuls of each other’s hair. They can go from loved up buddies to sworn enemies in 5 seconds flat.
They are complete opposites in nearly every way. Izzy so tall and fair, Chloe darker and petite. Izzy sleeps from 6.30pm – 7.30am every day ..Chloe well not so much. If we get two hours straight that’s considered a good night.
Izzy has always eaten nearly everything in sight. Chloe has a much smaller appetite and will just eat very little and often.
One thing they both have in common is their loving, happy nature. Both girls are generous with their hugs and kisses. Izzy is always telling us she loves us and showering us with love and Chloe seems to be following suit. My mum tells me I was a very affectionate child too so I hope this continues as I’m still as soppy as ever and I’m never happier than when I’ve got one girl in each arm.
For every moment of worry, anger, upset that they give me and believe me there are many I get so many more of love, happiness and wonder at our family. I can already see glimpses of the people they will become ( and I’m thinking I have trouble ahead when they become teenagers! ) and I hope that we will always be this close.