Hey baby girls,

I was just standing in the spare bedroom staring at the memory box you're daddy really wanted to make of all your things.. I haven't really sat and looked at all of that in a while, and sometimes I feel I just need to take a moment and do that.

I can't believe how little your hands and feet were, but how perfect. Five fingers, five toes.. Just perfect little angels, honestly is all you were. It's so scary though to look at how little everything was.. How little you weighed, how long you were, and how each set of you girls footprints fit onto a sand dollar.. I mean, what is this? How do we look at all this and comprehend it and understand how this truly happened? How these two beautiful little girls, who were supposed to be here now, aren't. Idk, I know I won't ever understand, that I know for sure.. But some days I can accept it better then others, but most days I can't. It's just not the way, it's just not.

Goodnight my beautiful angels, I love you and miss you terribly , I really really do.

Always & forever

Xoxo, mommy

" I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as I'm living
My babies you'll be..."