Saturday, September 4, 2010

My girls...

Could my girls be any more different?

Molly looks like me. Fair skinned, blonde hair, light eyes. It took Geoff and I about 1 year to get pregnant with her. She presented me with a fairly uneventful pregnancy (besides EXTREME morning sickness - but we'll forget about that for a bit). She made an easy enterance into the world. She was slow to walk, she didn't even attempt her first steps until she was 15 months old. Always very cautious, Molly takes her time. Never in a hurry. Everything has to be perfect and in its place. At school, her work is so tidy. In fact, she gets a bit behind, because she is so hard on herself if it's not perfect. She is shy, quiet and embarasses easily.

Ally looks like her Daddy. Olive skinned, darker hair and darker eyes. I got pregnant with Ally on week #3 of trying. She started her tricks in utero. You see, when I was 5 weeks pregnant with Ally I was told after an ultrasound that there was no heartbeat and that I had miscarried. A week later, just to be sure, we did one more ultrasound, and there she was .... beating away! I fell flat on my belly 29 weeks, chasing Geoff through the house and had to go the hospital to be monitored. All was fine, but I am sure Ally's tendency to fall, or be generally clumsy stems from this! Ally is not in school yet, but I am almost certain, her work will not be perfect! She's a hurry up and get it done kind of girl. She makes messes everywhere she goes. She is not shy and pretty darn loud.

But thank you Lord for giving us these 2 precious girls, no matter how different, they are sisters. And I love them!