Friday, January 12, 2007
I'm utterly freaked
Oh no, I'm so not ready for this. One of the twins, I wasn't paying attention (can you hear the curses echoing through cyberspace?) has some variety of a boyfriend!!!!!! I was picking them up from the movies and, as most of the kids walked toward the car, one of the girls stayed behind and she and a boy lingered and then embraced. Not just a pal-type hug. An embrace.
Five seconds ago Rose and Sara were fat, spikey haired babies who needed me to hold them if the wind blew too loudly. Two seconds ago Sara announced to me, "I'm never wearing a dress again, I never want to have a baby, and I never want to have breasts." And now they're making off with my makeup and plucking their eyebrows.
I haven't had the specifics-of-birth-control talk with them -- 'here are the different kinds and, oh, by the way, do you need it?' I thought I had time.... I wanted to believe I had time.
So any advice those of you who've passed this way before can give me would be of use.