I was laying on our bed waiting for Daryl to come back into the room. He's already been gone for a long time. Part of thought about going to help him, but he said he got it and that I did enough today already. My head shot up when I heard footsteps, then I saw him emerge into the room. "Did you do it?" I asked wide-eyed.

"Yup." Daryl said and sighed. "Got both of them to sleep." He glanced at the clock. "We got about twenty minutes before one them wakes up again."

I nodded. "So, are we gonna…" I gave him a smirk.

"Yeah, sure. Just gimme a minute." He laid down on the bed. I copied his movement and laid next to him. Before we knew it, we were both asleep. So much for sexy time.

I was awakened by crying shortly after. Glancing over at Daryl, he was awake as well and he looked tired as hell. His eyes looked red to me. Then, I looked at the clock, it was only about have the time that Daryl said we had. "Oh." I said. "I guess it's my turn." I said slowly getting up.

I walked into the twins room and saw which one was crying. I went to her. "What's wrong, LB?" I asked her and picked her up. I gently rocked her. It didn't seem to be doing anything for her. "Aw, are you hungry?" I took her with me as I got a bottle out of the fridge and began warming it up in hot water. "Don't worry, it'll just be a little while." I held her close.

When the bottle was ready, I sat down and began feeding her. I decided not to breast feed. I don't know why, I just wanted to do it this way. I mean…I still fed them my breast milk, I just used a beast pump instead of nursing them. I smiled down at my little girl.

The twins were born on September 16th. We had a girl and a boy, not identical. Daryl let me name both of them, he said he wasn't good with names. I named the girl Lori-Beth, who we call LB, after my mom and after Beth because she was my best friend. Everybody loved that name. And the boy, of course, I named Dallas just like I said I was going to.

I had to have a c-section with them. I was so scared when the doctor told me because of what happened with my mom. However, Dr. Cohen took great care of me and the babies. We were all very grateful for him. Afterwards, my dad and I cried because we both went through what we did with my mom, except I survived. It was a very touching moment.

Daryl and I haven't had time for anything ever since they were born. We used to have sex at least once a day. But ever since the twins…he barely touches me anymore. It's been real hard with two newborns at the same time, especially after me having my gallbladder removed. There were days when I was so sick. I'm just so glad that it's gone. However, I still had problems here and there. Daryl helped out a lot though. He was trying to be superman, I guess, and was taking care of us more than he had to. I really appreciated it, mainly because he didn't have to. But Daryl and I have each other. I missed what we had a lot, but I love my babies so much and I wouldn't have it any other way.

"You all done?" I asked LB and smiled at her. I began to gently rock her back to sleep. Looking up, I saw Daryl in the doorway standing there watching me. "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay."

I smiled at him. "I'm fine. We're fine." I nodded. "You can go back to sleep if you want."

Just then, Dallas started to cry from the other room. My shoulders slumped. Daryl sighed. "I got it." He said walking into the room.

I giggled. "Isn't he a good daddy?" I looked down at LB.

The next morning, Daryl and I were changing the twins and getting them dressed. I was very tired from not getting any sleep last night. I could tell Daryl was too. The twins seemed to be getting worse. Everyone told us that it would get easier the older they got but so far, it seemed they were getting worse and not better. I tried to just deal with it though. I mean…what else could we do?

"Hey, I gotta good idea." Daryl said out of nowhere. "How 'bout we taken 'em to spend a few nights at yer dad's house so we can get some damn sleep."

I brightened up a little. That's a great idea! However, that feeling faded. "No, we can't do that." I sighed. "I doubt they want to look after two babies with Michonne being very pregnant now." I folded up the twin's pj's. "It was a very good idea though. Maybe when they're all a little bit older."

"Yeah." Daryl sighed. "Damn."

I watched him put his shoes on. "Goin' somewhere?" I asked him.

"Yeah, Imma head to the shop." He informed me. "We're outta toilet paper again."

"Okay. Well, we're out of baby wipes, so look for those too." I smiled at him, he nodded. "Oh, and you might as well pick up some new diapers because I think we're on the last package."

"Okay." Daryl stopped and raised his eyebrows. "Anythang else?"

"No, I don't think so." I said and went back to what I was doing. "Oh, wait! Yes, there is! How could I forget?" I shook my head. "Dallas has diaper rash on his little bottom, so please get some diaper rash cream." I smiled.

"So, tell 'im to suck it up and be a man about it." Daryl said.

I giggled. "He's only a baby, Daryl."

"So what? Gotta start young to make 'im a man."

I gave him a look and crossed my arms. "Okay, and what if it was LB?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"I would 'a been back already." He said. I rolled my eyes and huffed but still smiled. "Anythang fer my little girl." He picked her and kissed her cheek. I smiled. "And I'm just kiddin'. I gotcha, little man." He briefly rubbed Dallas's cheek.

"I knew you were." I said.

"Alright, I'll see ya later." Daryl said and kissed me.

"I hope you're gonna be quick. There's two of them and one of me." My eyes widened. "I don't do well on my own."

Daryl snorted. "Yer tellin' me. I actually get scared when you leave." We both laughed, then he left.

I looked back down at the babies. "Who's ready for nap time?" I smiled real big. Dallas started to cry. I sighed. "Maybe later." I giggled while picking him up.

Now that the twins were a month old, we were able to do a little more. Things were still hard, of course, Daryl and I were still exhausted and didn't get much sleep, but things were getting a bit better. They slept a little longer each night and we didn't have to get up as often to take care of them.

I have noticed that they really seem to like it when we talk to them; maybe not like it but they are definitely intrigued by it. Although, they probably have no idea what we are saying, their eyes seem to light up when we talk, especially with me, and they get excited. So, we involve them in our conversation as much as we can, of course, when it's appropriate. It makes both of us very happy. It's so interesting and amazing watching these babies grow and develop before our eyes.

For instance, I heard that babies have "sensitive noses" at this age. So, what I have been doing is setting up different scents in the house. They recognize ones that they like and dislike. Some of the scents I have been using are vanilla, cinnamon and banana. They both seem to like the smell of vanilla but LB hates the cinnamon and Dallas isn't too fond of the banana. It's pretty funny actually. Daryl thinks that I'm torturing them with smells, that's not the way I look at it. I find it very interesting.

Another little activity they enjoy is going outside and looking at flowers. I guess the bright colors are appealing to them. They like the feel of them too. I have fun with putting it on their skin and trailing it along so they get a nice feel. They like it, I love seeing their little smiles. Also, sometimes they like the smell and sometimes they don't.

Another thing that the twins enjoy is having their little legs moved for some reason. Daryl and I will each take one of them and then switch. But we lift their little legs and make them move like they are pedaling a bike. They get real excited and smile. It's just about the sweetest thing I have ever seen. I never thought I could love someone like I love my children.

The one day, Daryl had both of them laying on a blanket on the floor and started dragging the blanket around taking them on a little ride around the house. I was a little worried at first, I thought maybe they weren't old enough for that kind of thing yet, but once I saw their little faces, I just laughed and laughed. It was the cutest thing ever!

"Whoa!" I said. "You having fun?" I said to them. "Is that fun? Huh?" They were very excited. I looked at Daryl and smiled. I think he was just as amazed as I was. Also, Daryl was worried about not being a good dad and that they wouldn't like him. Well, he's the best dad and they love him.

I made two of those things that hang above a crib and spins. We both had no idea what they were called. But I made them myself out of paper and string. The twins find them very appealing and stare at them before falling asleep. I actually think they help them to get tired and sleep better. It's crazy how some things work like that.

The babies are two months now and they try to grab and hold things. They are not exactly there yet but they will be soon. I like to play a little game with them where I have one of their toys and let them try to reach for it, then I pull it away. It makes them smile and keeps them interested. We all know babies attention spans are like nothing at this age.

They have been getting better at sleeping and staying asleep. However, the one night, Lori-Beth cried all night. Daryl nor I could get her to stop. It was horrible because we didn't know what was wrong and we just wanted to help her. There was nothing we could do but hold her, we tried everything. It was heartbreaking. And we were both like dead people the next day from being so tired.

I took up playing a sound game with them with my iPod. I would pick different songs and play a little bit of them to see what their reactions were to the music. LB seemed to like more of them than Dallas. However, they both only like some of my music, there was a lot that they didn't. For instance, if they didn't like a song they would get upset and even sometimes cry until I changed it.

"I don't thank they wanna listen to yer music." Daryl told me.

"Yeah, they don't seem to like it, do they?" I said with a laugh.

"Well, that's just cuz they're normal."

"Oh, shut up." I threw a pillow at him, then we both laughed.

Another time, Dallas wouldn't stop crying and we didn't know what was wrong. Luckily, this was during the day and not at night. I was still at my breaking point though. I just didn't know what to do anymore. Thankfully, Daryl came through like the hero that he is and saved the day.

"I heard somewhere that babies like skin on skin." He said. He pulled his shirt off then held Dallas close to him. I watched him gently rocking our baby boy. Eventually, Dallas stopped crying and went to sleep. I was amazed and kind of turned on watching Daryl take care of our children…and shirtless. I smiled at him and watched him playing with the twins. How he would hold them up in the air. We tried to have sexy time after that, but we constantly had to keep stopping to help the twins. You could say that, we weren't having much luck with sex. It was pretty rough.

However, the one night…the twins actually stayed asleep long enough for us to have sex. It was fantastic! It's been so long and exactly what I needed. What we both needed. I was so happy in that moment.

When the babies were three months, they were able to understand a little more of what was going on around them. "Pop goes the weasel!" I said surprising the twins with one of their toys. Their eyes would get big and they would smile whenever they saw it. It was just adorable. I enjoy spending my time with them and love watching them improve everyday. I can see why Glenn and Maggie kind of stayed away for a while and it was just them two with little Hershel. I love my little family and I wouldn't want to spend my time doing anything else.

They have started to take an interest in hearing things like banging on pots and pans. Although they are still pretty far away from doing it themselves, they can still get excited about the noise. So, I have been sitting on the floor with both of them on my lap and I will bang on some containers and stuff like I'm playing the drums.

"Oh God." Daryl said roughly. "Don't encourage 'em to do that. That's all they'll wanna do and we'll have to listen to it all day."

I just laughed. "You're such a buzzkill." I looked down at Dallas. "Isn't daddy a buzzkill, Dallas?" I spoke sweetly. He got excited. "He agrees." I looked back at Daryl. He snorted and I giggled.

LB and Dallas can finally hold their heads up steady now. I was happy when I saw that that I cheered and cheered for them. And they got real excited themselves. They are just learning and growing so fast I can't believe it. It's awesome but then again sad and a little scary. I guess it's a bitter sweet kind of thing.

And what baby doesn't like a good, old game of peek-a-boo? It's their new favorite activity. I usually play it with them in the morning when I'm changing their diapers. It's good because I'm sort of level with them so they are looking directly at me. Their smiles get so big when my face comes back into view, like they actually thought I was gone. The mind of an infant. I just smile all the time now.

We dropped the twins off at my dad and Michonne's house one afternoon. They said they wanted to keep them for a night to spend some time with their grand babies. That, of course, was completely fine with Daryl and I. And we, of course, had sex that evening…and that night. We wanted to do as much as we could in the time we got to ourselves. We just couldn't get enough of each other. And we slept like rocks that night too. It was great.

The twins are four months old and just laugh at everything now. Every little thing is hilarious to them. Like one time, I was holding a blanket and making it fly around like it was a ghost and they both just laughed their little butts off. It was so adorable and made Daryl and I laugh as well. I love hearing them laugh, so Daryl and I tickle them all the time.

I have excitement mixed with a little bit of panic now that they can grab and hold things. They just try to reach and grab everything that they can. It scares me that something dangerous could be left laying around by accident. We have to be extra careful now. It could happen to anyone and it is a very scary thing. Although, I am very proud of them. It just shows how much their brains are developing.

A fun and cute little activity you can do with them at this age is blowing bubbles at them. They try to reach out and grab the bubbles, and they get this cute little confused look on their faces when the bubbles pop. "Where'd it go?" I say and gasp. Then I blow some more at their little arms and legs, being careful not to blow them in their faces.

Daryl likes to tease them with toys and other objects. He will hold it out to them and once they reach for it, he will pull it away. I used to do that too, but that was before they could actually grab things. Now it was like torture to them because they could grab them but they weren't quick enough. Sometimes they would cry and Daryl would laugh. I wanted to laugh, too, but I had to be the "mature" one and scold him for it.

Now that they were really starting to grow, I wondered who or if they liked one of us best? Like would LB be a daddy's girl or a mommy's girl? And same with Dallas. Would he be a mama's boy or a daddy's boy?

"I bet they both like you." I said to Daryl. "And I'll just be left alone. With no one to snuggle with." I laughed.

Daryl snorted. "Maybe they'll both like you. They'd be smart to. I'on know what they'd see him me?" We both laughed. My husband is so sweet.

"I think LB is gonna be smarter than the boy." Daryl said one day when the twins were five months.

"Of course she's going to. She's a girl." I said, then laughed. "I'm just kidding, but yeah, you're right. She's very smart, even at this young age." I nodded. "She might be smarter, but I think Dallas will be sweeter." I smiled. Daryl snorted. "What? He's a little sweetheart." I smiled and tickled his belly making him giggle.

I started showing the twins what their eating utensils are called and what they are used for and how to use them. Even though they were still too young to eat by themselves, what could it hurt? The sooner they know, the better. Although, neither of them seemed too intrigued by my lesson. I just laughed it off. Oh well. They will get it one day.

I am kind of glad that Dallas and LB aren't identical. I like that even though they are twins, they are their own person and are different. They are alike in many ways but they also are very different. They are both beautiful little babies. I began showing them themselves in the mirror and telling them how gorgeous they are.

The twins are getting smarter and starting to notice cause and effect. For instance, when they have a cup or something on the table and they push it off onto the floor. I will look at them with big eyes and say, "uh oh." With my hands up. "It's gone. Where'd it go?" And then they know something happened. Obviously, they don't know it was them but they are still noticing something.

Daryl and I took them to the park one day when it was warmer and I took turns sliding down the slide with them in my lap. They loved it! They smiled real big and waved their arms around. It made Daryl and I laugh. He leaned in and kissed me. Once we pulled apart, I noticed Paige a distance away watching us, she looked away once I noticed her. I smirked. Yeah, that's right. Become jealous.

"I cannot believe that the twins are six months old already!" I said to Daryl. "I like seeing their hair growing." They were spending the day with their grammy and pappy, which I was thankful for because it gave my man and I some alone time.

"Yeah, I know." Daryl said. "Crazy how time flies."

Daryl went down on me that night. I couldn't even remember the last time he did that. It was amazing, even better than the first time. And then, of course, we had sex.

The twins like to push and knock things over now. Their new thing is that they like it when either Daryl or I builds something out of blocks and then they can knock it over. They are a little bit away from building things with blocks themselves but they love destroying them for some reason. They can now sit up on their own and sit on the floor knocking the blocks over, then get real excited. I just laugh and shake my head.

Lori-Beth is attempting to crawl! She's still not quite there yet but you can tell she's trying. She will roll onto her stomach and try to get up on her knees and elbows. It's almost amazing to watch. Dallas hasn't gotten to that point yet but he will eventually. LB, though, she just wants to go! The thought almost kind of scares me. I'm just being silly though.

Dallas and LB are intrigued by the cat. However, he doesn't take to them too much. And I can see why. They try to grab him a lot. His tail, his legs, his ears. Whatever they can get. And I have to come to his rescue. Poor Ponyboy. He didn't ask for this. It does kind of make me laugh though.

I have tried teaching the babies signs. Like to make a certain sign with their hands or arms when they want or need a certain thing. I don't know how much really stuck that I was showing them, but I think they will eventually catch on. Both of them are very smart.

I started reading to them when they were seven months old. Even though they probably still didn't get much of what I was saying, I thought they would like to see the pictures. I was still trying to teach them signs, and I feel like they might be understanding more.

I got Daryl involved with playing hide and seek with some of their toys. We would hide it under a blanket or something close by them and let them find it. They had trouble with it, at first, but they caught on and got better and better.

Lori-Beth was attempting to crawl again! She actually almost has it! I watched her roll over on her stomach and she actually brought her knees up this time! She wasn't strong enough yet to hold herself up on her elbows though. I was so surprised and proud of her. I can't believe how far she's come already! It's crazy to think she will be crawling in no time. And then walking! That's a scary thought actually.

Dallas loves bath time. I bathe them in the sink because it's smaller and safer for them. Dallas loves to splash around in the water. LB isn't too fond of it though. I filled the sink with warm water and was about to put her in it. "This is gonna feel so nice." I told her. She began crying as soon as I put her in. "What's the matter?" I spoke sweetly to her. I don't think she likes water. Dallas, on the other hand, is all about it. Maybe he will be a swimmer. The thought made me laugh.

"Patty cake patty cake." I said clapping together Dallas's little hands. I just got done playing with LB, now it was Dallas's turn. They can't do it themselves yet, but they love when I do it for them. "Baker's man. Bake me a cake as fast as you can. Roll it, pat it, mark it with a D. Put it in the oven for Dallas and me!" I smiled at him. "Yay!" He laughed loudly. I just laughed with him and tickled him. They both love playing patty cake.

I thought they loved kicking their legs before. Ever since they turned eight months old, that's all they want to do. I had an idea one day and asked Daryl to find a little ball while he was out a run. He found a perfect one for them. What I do is hold them up and let them kick the ball with their little legs. They really seem to enjoy it and it's a good exercise for strengthening their legs.

The twins are already intrigued by noises. So, they love their little noise making toys, especially ones that sing. I'm surprised they still work. Daryl and I find the toys to be pretty annoying at times, to be honest. However, we will put up with it for them. They enjoy playing with them a lot.

Surprise, Surprise! Lori-Beth can now crawl! I remember how excited I was for her. "Look, Daryl!" I yelled to him. "She's doing it!" I pointed.

"What?" Daryl smiled. "My baby girl can crawl?" He put his hands out. "Come on, sweetheart. Crawl to daddy." She slowly made her way over to Daryl, then he grabbed her. "Yay!" We both said. He picked her up and blew on her tummy, she giggled. It was about the cutest thing I have ever seen.

I looked down at Dallas who looked somewhat confused. "Don't worry, my baby boy, you'll get it one day." I picked him up and kissed his little cheek.

The twins have begun to really make messes. I usually laugh along with them and keep calm even though I'm kind of annoyed. I just get done cleaning up and then there's another mess. It can be very frustrating, and sometimes I even lose my temper. I feel very bad about it afterwards though. It's not really a big deal.

Daryl wanted to go hunting one afternoon and I had just put the twins down for a nap. So, I offered him a blow job before he left. He acted all cool about it, but I could tell he was pretty excited. He wanted to take all that he could get, too. It wasn't too often these days that we got intimate with each other.

LB and Dallas are nine months old now. It's crazy that they are so close to being a year old already. Their new thing is that they love boxes. Daryl or I, whoever finds them, will bring some boxes home and tip them on their sides. The twins will get right inside. Well, at least Lori will, Dallas tries to. Daryl will put them into the box and pull them around. They enjoy it a lot more now that they can sit up. They just giggle the whole time. There's nothing more beautiful than the sound of a baby laughing.

Dallas finally learned to crawl. Daryl helped him this time and he crawled to me. Once he reached me, I lifted him and spun us around and attacked him with kisses. I was so proud of my sweet boy. He's a little slower than his big sister but he catches on just fine.

Speaking of big sister, LB wants to walk! Dallas just learned to crawl and now LB is trying to walk already. She tries to hold onto things but can't lift herself up just yet. If one of us holds her up, she can stand but if we let go, she will go right down. So, she's not quite ready for walking yet, but she's getting very close.

I have found that the twins are intrigued by their body parts. I sit with them at times and show them an arm or leg or hand or foot and tell them what it is. They smile and make sounds but it's obvious they still have a while away before talking. However, I think they are just listening to words and other sounds. Everything is very interesting to them at this age.

We were finally able to let the twins try and experience new foods. I heard that their tastebuds are very sensitive at this age. So, it's hilarious watching them eat something that they don't like. Their face twists up and distorts. Daryl and I bust out laughing, I swear. It's the funniest thing ever.

Update: the twins have hair! They had hair before but it wasn't really grown. It's long enough now that I could put Lori-Beth in pigtails. And…LB is blonde! I'm so surprised to see that! I remembered wondering what color hair they would have. Dallas's is dark like Daryl's and mine but LB is blonde. It's crazy…but I love it. They are both beautiful.

The twins are at a point now where they want to put everything in their mouths. Just everything they find and pick up, it goes in their mouths. Daryl constantly leaves things laying around. I told him he couldn't do that but I didn't get mad about it. It's dangerous for them to put something gross in their mouths.

The twins can clap now and that's all they want to do. I can tell Daryl gets annoyed at times and so do I but most of the time, I just laugh. It's always nice seeing my babies laugh and have fun. So, I won't ruin that for them.

I made a little rice bag for them to play with, but the thing is, I only made one and now they fight over it. If one takes it, the other cries, then that one will take it back and the other will cry. It's pretty funny actually. It got me thinking about when they are older and they start fighting for real. My parents wouldn't let Carl and I fight, if we did we got in a lot of trouble. That's probably why we got along so well. I would like that for my kids too. Perhaps I should do that for them too. Yes, I like that. No fighting.

Daryl and I have noticed that Lori-Beth tries to climb the couch. I mentioned before that she tries to hold onto things but she still hasn't got that down. However, we started putting the couch cushions on the floor and building them up so that she can try climbing them. She's really getting good. And although I am very proud, it also scares me.

The twins love bouncing. Daryl found a small trampoline and we let them sit on it and bounce up and down a little. Their little faces really light up. It makes me happy when they are happy. They are just one month shy of a year old now and I can't believe that.

LB can now hold onto things like the couch and walk along side it. She can't walk on her own yet but it won't be long now. Daryl and I take turns holding her hands and letting her walk, she can only do it if we're holding her up though. Dallas attempted once but wasn't too interested in trying again yet. He will once he sees his sister walking.

We took the twins to visit grammy and pappy again. Daryl and I each walked in carrying a baby. "Hey, look who's here." I called and walked in. We haven't been visiting as much because Michonne had her baby a while back. It's a little boy that they named Rick Jr. I laughed when they told me. How creative. It's kind of weird that the twins's uncle is younger than them.

My dad loves his grand children so much. I watched him bouncing them on his knees and just smiled. It really made me wish that my mom was here to see this. And Carl. But it's nice what we have here now. I smiled at everyone around me.

Merry Christmas everyone!