Twins are tough. No two ways around that. From the very beginning, it is tough. My twin pregnancy was light years more difficult than my singleton. The C-Section made me sicker. Recovery was harder. Letting one baby sit in their bouncer and cry while I try and feed the other can be traumatic on a mom with crazy post-partum hormones. While I am changing one diaper, the other is digging in the fake moss in the plant, knocking it over, making a huge mess on my freshly vacuumed floor.
But when they giggle together - all that goes out the window.
Braley is my sweet little guy. His new thing is giving hugs. If you say, "Braley, give (insert any name here) a hug?" He lays his big head on that person and looks up at you, waiting for you to say, "awwwww....Braley is sweet!"