Baby Goodness
Let me begin by explaining that I was 12 when my mom had the twins. Lydia would have been about 10, Eliza was 7 and Andrew was about 3. When I think back on the year they were born, I remember two things. First, that everyone was excited and second, that it was a hard transition for my mom and dad to go from 4 kids to 6 overnight. Something as simple as leaving the house took us so much more time than it had before. Both babies had to be put in their carseats along with Andrew before we could go anywhere, and making sure the diaper bag was sufficiently stocked with diapers, wipes, and extra clothing was another chore all together. And don't even get me started on how many diapers you have to change when there are two babies instead of one! Even though I was 12, I quickly picked up on the fact that mom and dad needed help. Lots of it. I don't remember making a conscious effort to help out more; I just remember that I started doing it. ...