There are so many great things about being a mom. I enjoy doing all the kid-stuff with the girls like playing at the park and coloring and building with blocks. I love cuddling them and the feeling of tiny arms giving me a hug. One of the best parts of my day is reading books with a girl on each knee. But my
favorite mom thing is just watching my two daughters be sisters. They melt my heart by how much they love each other.
Hannah has been in love with Olive from day one. We got her a baby doll when Olive was born. She had no use for it. She wanted the real Olive. She helped with everything- getting diapers, giving her a bath, and keeping her entertained. Every time we left the house she would say, "Don't forget baby Olive!" She was so proud to introduce Olive to strangers as "my little sister." She still does that.
And Hannah has always been Olive's favorite person. She laughed and smiled more at Hannah than anyone else. She walked early just to keep up with her. She wanted to do everything Hannah was doing. She still does that.
They have different personalities and different interests. Yet, they are always willing to play each other's games. Hannah never touched the play kitchen until Olive started playing with it. Now they love to make pretend meals and go on picnics together. Olive had no interest in soccer, but now that Hannah is on a team she will kick around the ball in the backyard with her.
They bring out the best in each other. Olive is very strong willed and wants her way. But if she sees that Hannah is upset about something, she automatically gives in to her to make her happy. Hannah is competitive, but she is always willing to be Olive's cheerleader and build her up.
They love their sister-ness. They call each other their best friends. They like dressing alike. Sometimes their bond is almost twin-like. They are almost never apart. If they are going to spend the weekend away from us with the grandparents, Hannah will ask, "But Olive will be there, right?" As long as they have each other, then a piece of home is always there. When Hannah had her first sleepover on her own, Olive was lost without her in the morning.
Of course they have bad days and there are arguments and yelling and hurt feelings. They work through it. They have learned so much about sharing and getting along by having each other. I know they won't always be like this and we might have years of teenage girl fighting. But right now (on the good days) it is magic.
