Last week, my boys went to stay with their grandparents for five nights as I went into hospital for an operation. It was only day surgery to have my gallbladder removed (which has been a long time coming, if you’ve read my post about gallstones in pregnancy) but I needed some time off to recover afterwards.
Before they went, I got Husband to take a photo of us having a cuddle so I could look at it when I was missing them.
Having twins is really tough sometimes; it’s exhausting, it’s emotionally draining and physically tiring. But what people often forget to mention is how incredible it is too. I missed them so much. I missed my morning double cuddles in bed, I missed the giant double hugs I get when I collect them from preschool, I missed listening to their hilarious banter, I missed seeing them share their sweets without being asked, I missed seeing them making up comedy sketches together to make their baby sister giggle, I missed snuggling up on the sofa with one under each arm to watch a movie, I missed reading them their bedtime story with one sitting on each knee (they still fit, just!). Having twins is such a blessing, and every time I look at this photo I’m reminded how lucky I am.