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There's absolutely nothing that can compare to snuggling not one but two newborns on your chest as they sleep. And lately I find myself missing that aspect of being a twin mom. As I watch you two run around like crazy, carry on conversations, dance, laugh and play, I can't help but think to myself "Did I really cherish those moments enough?" or "Was I too busy and overwhelmed to realize that they were flying by?" Lately among the chaos that is our world today, I long for those moments again. 

I can still feel the warmth of two babies snuggled up together on my chest. I can still smell that sweet baby smell of your fuzzy little heads. I remember being unable to move, because I didn't want to wake you and worried that if I did move, that I may lose my grip. I wish that I would've held you just a little bit longer and really taken those moments in. Before I knew it, you became little people. 

 I see you; two little people with personalities and opinion, who grew so much that it's near impossible for me to hold you at the same time, though I definitely try. I always wish that you'd still want me to hold you while you fall asleep rather than laying in those "big girl beds" on your own. 

 I guess my message for today is just a reminder to myself (and you too) to stop. Just stop...take life in and all of the little moments that will soon be behind you, because you can't get them back. We spend so much time dwelling on life's challenges and struggles that before we know it, life passes us by. Our children grow and change and you wish you could turn back time to get those moments back. 

 Today's a big day for our country. And among the negativity that is swirling around the online world, I can't help but wish that we'd all just stop. Take in the special moments of today. I plan to hold my babies close, knowing that no matter what happens, I will always fight for them and be the support system that they need. 

 But what I wouldn't give for just another moment of this...


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