Happy birthday girlies!

Two years ago today, I became a mom.   A mom to two, honest-to-goodness human beings.   I can't believe it's been two years already!  That those little teeny preemies have grown into teeny little ladies.   Since I have very little clue what I'm doing most of the time, I'm pretty sure it's a miracle we all survived this long, but survive we have. 

And now they are two.  Two 2 year olds.  *shudder* Why does that sound so much worse than the murmur of disbelief when we would say "Two babies" during my pregnancy and then through their first year?

First bubbles blown by herself. (and WOW does our gate ever look f*cked in this picture)

I can already see rumblings of the terrible twos.  I thought I would scream the first time I heard "MINE!" and the sound of somthing being snatched from the other.  I defintiely lost my cool the first time Doodle decided she wasn't going to walk and plopped her but down on the sidewalk and screamed.   I'm sure every car that passed us on Centre Street that day thought I was the worst mother ever as I walked on, calling for her to catch up.  I just wanted to yell at the cars "She's two!" in the hope of seeing the light of understanding on their faces.

Two brings all kinds of things with it that I am both eagerly anticipating and actively fearing. Just a couple of these are:

Potty Training - it's hard enough to get one potty trained, let alone two simultaneously.  But imagine the freedom when they finally are!  No more loads of cloth diapers.  No more giant boxes of disposibles.  No more heavy, twin-sized diaper bag.  I really can't wait.  

Big Girl Beds - So far they aren't able to climb out of their cribs, but I know big girl beds are not far off.  Since the girls still share a room, I know we will need to make the decision on whether to split them up or not.  I guess we'll just have to see how much of a party time bedtime gets to be when we get there...In the meantime, I am just looking forward to not needing to lean over quite so far for bedtime kisses.   My back is already sighing in relief!

And as much as I am dreading two...I remember how fun three was with my niece and nephews.   When they can somewhat converse legibly and come up with actual fun ideas.   Will three be enough to hold me through the entire year of two? 

I really hope so.