I stepped back from the clothesline. Shirts, shorts, bathing suits, onesies, all hanging two by two. "I'm raising twins! Oh my God..I have twins!! And they are mine!" Yes, I still have these moments. When you have multiples, you are almost on auto pilot, moving through the day and trying to keep everyone happy and safe. When the boys are sleeping, my mind is able to just wander where it wants to. That's the only way I can explain it. It's in these moments that I am most thankful. I have felt heartache, I STILL feel the pain...But...I wouldn't have my rainbows, had it not been for the rain. My boys are my world..all three of them.