Hello again, I would like you to meet Will and Dani. It has certainly been an eventful week, not least with these two making their appearance a week early. Gary wasn't too happy with me because I nearly broke his hand by squeezing too hard, although he was holding on just as tightly, presumably to keep himself upright.
When I was having a (well deserved) nap, he popped out to get a cup of tea, and woke me, he looked decidedly worried.
"I saw your mum on the way back."
"Just what I need, being told I'm doing everything wrong." The door opened.
"Hello darling, now where are my grandchildren? You have no idea how much I have wanted to say that." Gary went over to the cots.
"This is William James." he said handing him over "and this is Danica Susie." He looked so gorgeous holding our daughter that I wished I had a camera on me to capture the moment forever.
"That is what I call an unusual name."
"I suppose so, I read it in a book and we liked it."
Then the fun began, as the flat was full of boxes, I had to stay with mum. I knew then it was going to be a long 10 days. Gary, Stevie and Chris were brilliant, although Gary coming home smelling of paint wore thin rather quickly.
I may have been dreading living with mum again, but amazingly it wasn't too bad, the extra pair of hands was useful, and having someone who had been there before was very helpful, it did help calm my nerves, and my hypochondria.
When we could finally move into the house, I didn't want to go. It was almost as scary as when I first went to boarding school, I was on my own again, except I wasn't alone, but I didn't have mum to fall back on.
Will was thrilled to be in his new home and displayed this by crying, I think was probably the smell of paint as even though the house had been thoroughly aired it was still a pungent odour. This naturally set Dani off, it was the perfect welcome to our new home, two screaming babies. I hoped this wouldn't set the tone for our life here, and that we have sympathetic neighbours.
In fact we have lovely neighbours, and they are sympathetic as they have a 6 month old of their own, a little boy called Bradley. I know all this because we went round for a cup of tea yesterday.
I shall bid you farewell as it is the twins bath time, and I wouldn't mind one myself.
