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Is it just me, or people automatically assume that twins are the best of friends and that they always have each other to play, fight and do things with. If Only…!
(is absolutely what I am thinking, but I just smile and nod, because the ladies asking me this, obviously don’t know enough about me or my home to need to know more).
My fraternal twins are like night & day. In character, likes, play and sleep.
Pebbles is the more creative one. She loves to explore and touch and feel things, and is neat and orderly and loves plenty of cuddles and loves to take breaks on mom’s lap.
Bam Bam on the other hand is like a rubber ball, bouncing and rolling around everywhere (well, more like waddling as he hasn’t really got the hang of balance yet). He loves to fight with his big brother, ‘run’ with balls, eat anything he can get his hands on, be it hot or cold. He hates sitting still and is always looking for the next adventure.
The twins, being the way they are, play together very rarely.
But they had a rare moment of hugs today, and it was SUPER sweet to watch. Until a few seconds later, when they both fell tumbling down and Pebbles hit her head on a table and screamed bloody murder for the next 10 min.

Have a lovely day everyone!

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Photographed by: Lisa Lundqvist

Welcome to my blog and my first blog post. As a mom to three kids and one on the way, I am sure you can imagine that I have some stories to share and a few rants to shout. The first one I think needs to be about where we are in life and what we are looking forward to (and that you will read about) in the coming few months.

Big brother Tigger is finishing his last few days in his current school. Change is always hard, and I am really not sure if he will notice the big change. Of course there are a few advantages. The big one being, he will be in the same school as his cousins. He loves them to bits, and he will welcome any chance he gets to spend time with them.

Pebbles and Bam Bam have finally started to walk. As of this month, they are officially 17 months old. Though they were born premature at 28 weeks, they have done so well and I am incredibly proud of my little miracles.

All three of my babies have been premature, with Tigger born at 33 weeks, and I am sure you can imagine that me being 30 weeks pregnant as of this week has got my family on their toes. I keep on telling them though, that I have a feeling that Little Roo is going for the long haul and is probably going to be the only full term baby I have.

It is official though – my belly walks into a room way before I do. I should probably enjoy this, as it is probably going to be my last few days as a pregnant woman, and of course when I say enjoy, I mean milk it for all it’s worth.

Craving Curly Wurly candy bars today.