Sometimes, when I have both babies downstairs with me, and I'm very tired, I swear I hear another baby crying in the house. And for a split-second, I think, "Well, I guess the other baby is awake. I should go get him/her."
That's when I close my eyes and thank my lucky stars that I have twins, not triplets.
Friday, October 5, 2007
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I had the EXACT same phenomenon. So weird.
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