Babies grow

"Babies grow Paula!", the reassuring words of my parents that ring in my ears.  An obvious fact; but I have had a mini baby for so long who I feed, whose sick I mop up countless times each day.  Each time I get Emilia weighed I feel a stab of disappointment.  I work so hard each day, she is working so hard, but she is still mini.  But babies do grow and she is growing.  She is now 5.6 kg.  She puts on weight slowly but surely and I am sure the day will come when I weigh her and start to cry because i don't feel disappointed.

The combined weight of the twins is now coming in at around 13kg and I am starting to really feel it when I am pushing the pram.  It is tough going but a joyful form of tough.

So I have decided to keep writing!  Quite a few people got in touch with me and told me how they enjoy reading about the little twins. When I am out on my morning walk, I write in my head and it does feel good to keep a record of all that.  For Emilia and Eva and for me too.

It is so clear how much Eva loves Emilia.  She gazes at her and smiles at least a hundred times per day at her perfect little face.  Occasionally Emilia smiles back, but there is an air of nonchalans surrounding her looks and actions.  But this morning, as they were both lying on the bathroom mat, Emilia gently stroked Eva's head for about a minute whilst watching her every move.  I was mesmerized.