This blog isn't quite a year old yet, but Ez and Fonz are, so here's their year in posts...
At around eight weeks old, Ez and Fonz were getting into the Halloween spirit, ready to greet Trick Or Treaters...
At ten weeks, Fonz was still keeping his smiles to himself...
At 12 weeks old, my teeny tiny baby Fonz, overtook his older, bigger sister in the weight stakes and we hosted our first NCT party...
At 13 weeks the babies moved into their nursery – a Penguin-books themed room...
At four months we were snowed in and going stir crazy, and the joys of teething began...
At five months things were starting to get a bit easier, until the babies got properly poorly for the first time...
When Ez and Fonz turned six months, I did some sums. 2,172 nappies?! This month the babies also starred in the famous Young & Younger Does Big Brother vlog, started solids (traditional weaning), and Ez gave up breastfeeding just as she cut her first two teeth...
Seven months saw Ez and Fonz sit unaided, and start to interact, and a few short weeks later Ez started to crawl...
In our eighth month, we jetted off for our first family holiday and Fonz cut his first three teeth...
By just over nine months, Fonz was also on the move, commando-style...
At ten months it was goodbye purees, as the babies started feeding themselves...
Eleven months was my favourite age so far, when Ez and Fonz's characters were shining through so strongly. And then I had a meltdown when my little babies started nursery...
In the last 12 months I have discovered the very best and worst of myself. Being a mum to twins has been terrifying, frustrating and stifling, but also uplifting, full of joy, hilarious, and without a doubt, the best experience of my life. Thank you Ez and Fonz, for making my heart want to burst with love and happiness at least a hundred times a day. xx
