They grow so fast!

It's amazing the little personalities and quirks that a baby has. And when watching two of them who should be so much alike as a twin...it's downright amazing how different they are. One smiles all the time, one makes you work for his smile.

Mack loves to crawl all over his brother while Mick just lays there with a look on his face like 'are you done yet man?'

Mick would laugh all day long if he didn't have to eat and nap. His whole face just lights up. Mack laughs with his whole body.

One crawls one way, another crawls in a different style. I'd imagine that they'll do the same when they start walking.

One day loud noises scare Mick yet by the next day the noise doesn't faze him at all. Mack doesn't seem to ever be fazed by noises except for the whiny sound of a drill. He doesn't like that sound at all.

I look at them and I wonder where my little bitty babies went. I remember them both fitting on my chest and now I can only fit one. The three of us would curl up on the couch and snuggle and now we can't.

I look into their faces and I see a glimpse of the little boys and young men they will become. And I am amazed. Because I see true beauty. And miracles. These little boys that shouldn't be but are. My miracles. My loves. My life. My heart.

I can only hope that I live up to their expectations. Because they have Mommy wrapped around their little pinkies x2.

Nell, you once said that you didn't know your heart could survive outside your body until you had Mikey. I didn't understand that then. I do now. And my heart can happily stay outside my body as long as it means these two precious little beings will always be here.

I love my Mick and Mack so very damn much it hurts sometimes.

Guess that makes me their mommy.