Someone on my expecting board lost a set of twins today at 25 weeks - about the same time I'm due with Zoe and Bailey. After reading that sobering news, I found this little poem that really touched me.
It Will All Go So Quickly
There's two to wash
There's two to dry
There's two who argue
There's two who cry.
Some days seems endless
My patience grows thin,
Why was I chosen
To be a Mother of Twins?
The answer comes clear
At the end of each day,
As I tuck them in bed
And to myself I say.
There's two to kiss
There's two to hug
And best of all
There's two to love.
I just hope these two keep growing strong and healthy! Getting no sleep and pain off and on right now is a small price to pay...as long as they are snuggled inside.
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