I need to stop abandoning this poor blog for like nine million years at a time! Poor Ginny deserves better than that.
Anyway, onto the most important thing here, BABIES!
Ginny: I gave birth in the main room, of course, as Morrigan went to prepare the crib. Or should I say, cribs!?
Ginny: Yes, that’s right, Morrigan and I had twins! Twin boys, at that, which is going to be hilarious given that it’s two women raising two boys. I’d hoped for one of each, really, but I don’t care at all. I have two beautiful and healthy babies, which is something I never thought I’d have.
Ginny: We named our boys Elijah and Max, for no particular reason other than we liked the names. We hadn’t decided on a second name, mostly because we didn’t know I was expecting twins, so Max was definitely a surprise name – not even one we talked about! – but we just knew he had to have it.
Ginny: Morrigan absolutely dotes on little Maxie! I wouldn’t want to say she has a favourite, because how can you chose between your children, but it does mean I get to look after Max – splitting our time between children is just so much easier than trying to manage both at once!
Ginny: Elijah is definitely happier when he’s left alone in his swing, but he’s so cute I just can’t help myself! Max, on the other hand, gets so excited when you go to play with him!
I love them both so much, I’m so, so happy.
Ginny: The only time Morrigan and I really get to ourselves anymore is playing Gnubb; Morrigan’s still really bad, but we can hear and see the boys through the windows, so we’re both really bad right now because we’re so distracted! It is nice to get away from the crying and the poop smell once in a while, though.
Ginny: I hope to start back at work as soon as possible, so I started light exercise in the first three months after the boys were born, but now they’re about six months old I’ve built myself back up to be able to tackle my old workout! Another six months and I’ll be back at work, hopefully out on the pitch again!
Ginny: Morrigan didn’t take any leave, but she only has to go into the office four days a week, and she only has to do six hour shifts (plus any meetings that need to be held), so she was okay to let me take it all. I’m so lucky to have someone like her in my life.
Ginny: That first year with the boys was a headache of learning and adapting to having not one, but two babies in our lives. Neither of us got much rest and I’m honestly not sure how we survived it, but we did! I was starting to get a little stir crazy, though, being desperate to get back onto the pitch. I don’t know how Morrigan didn’t completely lose her patience with me that first year, but I love her all the more for it.
Ginny: That was the year the sink also decided to start sprouting leaks every five minutes, creating a perpetual lake on our floor. Thankfully the boys weren’t crawling yet so we didn’t have to worry about them trying to play it in, but it was still another stress we could’ve done without.
Ginny: Morrigan handled it like a badass every single time, though – have I mentioned how much I love her?
Ginny: All too soon it was our baby boys’ birthdays! It was time to kiss goodbye to our cute, cuddly, immobile newborns, and to say to hello to noisy and rambunctious toddlers!
Ginny: Look at them, aren’t they adorable!! I won’t gush over them too much, but trust me I could be here all day.
Ginny: It was also around the boys birthday that Morrigan brought up an important question. Should we consider moving house? She suggested we move to somewhere more central, nearer the school and any friends our boys may have. It would also give our boys more room to grow, but we’d have to save and save again.
Ginny: I was hesitant – I loved the house we’d had built for us on the outskirts of town. It was truly ours and nobody could take that away from us, but she brought up some good points. So, as always, I put my trust in her and we started looking for a new home!
Ginny: In the meantime, though, it was time for the boys to learn their basic skills; walking, talking, and going potty! Max, my excitable little boy, was more than happy to start learning to walk, even if he did fall down a lot. Elijah, on the other hand, disappeared into our bedroom almost immediately!
Ginny: I still managed to get some downtime in my garden – not as much as I would’ve liked, but hey, that’s what happens when you have kids! I wouldn’t change them for anything, not even more time with my plants.
Ginny: There were some accidents and near-misses, but I’d say Morrigan and I were generally on top of the whole parenting thing!
Ginny: We even still managed to find time for each other!
Ginny: Life was crazy and hectic, and the boys were growing quickly. It was hard trying to keep up with them, but we were both so proud of them and couldn’t wait for them to start school. Not because we wanted time without them, but because we couldn’t wait to see them achieving and growing into real little people
Ginny: One morning, when the boys were still sleeping and Morrigan was making breakfast, I headed out to the consignment store to list all my produce. It was nice to take a break from the baby house, to take a refreshing walk and speak to people who weren’t covered in mysterious baby stains.
Ginny: I thought I’d sit down and read the paper – like the old lady I am! – to catch up on any local events, and that’s when I saw it. Today was a long anniversary of my mother’s death.
Ginny: Feelings came in a wave; I’d planned to go back one day, when I was ready, to see her again and tell her I was sorry but I didn’t regret it. To show her what I’d built for myself and see her smile and be proud of me. I’d explain to her why and she’d smile and nod, and then she’d hug me. She’d meet the boys, meet her grandchildren, and she would love them so much.
Ginny: But I was too late. Far too late.