Happy Birdie--

These two little girls came into my 12-year-old life and turned everything topsy-turvey.

The family lore is that Erin hitched a ride with Jenn since it would be my mom's last pregnancy,

And she knew this was supposed to be her family.

My poor mom's tummy was enormous near the end....

but we all suspected that this baby was just a huge one...

After all.. she'd had an ultrasound and they could only see one baby, heard only one heartbeat.

But my dad knew.

He kept saying it would be twins.

Nothing could sway him.

I remember my mom just shaking her head.

We came home after school one day, and my dad was home, and mom was no where to be found.

"DID SHE HAVE THE BABY??" We all clamoured around him....

He simply nodded.

And held up 2 fingers...and held a simple grin.

"TWINS?????!!!!!"

A grand cheer went up from the 6 of us children.

The moment I got to hold those precious little babies, they held my heart in their hands forever.

When they had their 6-week check up, my mom checked me out of school so I could help her out with them at the doctor's office.

An older couple walked by, their 'tsk-tsk' and shaking heads confused me.

At first I didn't register why they weren't simply enamoured with the twins...

everyone else was....

But then realized that they thought those babies were mine.

In an age when teen pregnancy wasn't common...

it boggled my mind that they would assume such a thing.

These two darling babies grew up to be wonderful beautiful people....

and have babies of their own now.

And they still hold my heart in their hands.

Happy Birdie- Erdbeere & Jenibird

I lub you.