They spent the next 6 months side by side, night and day - just as I thought they should be. Then one morning I fetched them from their crib to find one on top of the other. Uhmm, even I couldn't rationalize keeping them in the same crib any longer. So they were moved into cribs parked right next to each other. It was one of the hardest nights of my life. I mourned for them, wondering how they could handle suddenly being so alone. I was up all night, but, Ella and Drew - they slept, soundly all night long.
They moved into beds a few years later - sharing a room, late night chats, and stuffed animals.
Until last night.
Ella moved out to her own room and Tyler moved in with Drew.
And I fought back the tears.
to be continued...