I wished and I hoped and I dreamed huge dreams that felt real and prayed big prayers that became songs - lyrics that I eventually knew by heart and sang as loud as I could driving east down Olympic - the sunset warming my back, pushing me home.
Because my heart saw two little girls long before the morning sickness and cravings and frequent doctor's visits and the random belly rubs by total strangers at the bank, the post office, the grocery store.
But I know that I was just the vessel - the means in which you two reached each other. I'm convinced that you are here for each other.
And how quickly you both labeled your love - your adorable little friendship protecting each other, laughing those exhausting laughs at things that only you two find funny. Waking each other up in the middle of the night when you can't sleep and want to cuddle. Happier when the other is close - hugs and kisses and high fives and interlocked legs that makes it easier to sleep.
I couldn't be happier.
So I will play my role as your mother and make sure that I give you both the tools to continue to nurture your sisterhood. I will remind you daily of the value and strength that you individually bring and the power that will happen when you both stay connected - when the support that you give each other is as natural and frequent as smiling or drinking water.
And I will laugh at the inside jokes that are only intended for your sets of ears but my laughter will be that of pride. And I will shrug my shoulders at the secrets that you keep between the two of you and have confidence that you will share when the desire strikes or the need for my opinion or suggestion is great.
And I will always know that I did one great thing as a mother for simply giving you each other.