Holy Estrogen!

My biggest fears and Greatest joys are happening, and there's nothing I can do about it. Last night I spoke to my Dad on the phone and he told me that out of the three girls in my family, I was by far the most emotional. So call it what you want... karma... payback... retribution... but here it is: two more girls! I am so excited, but feeling sorry for Wyatt. I remember well the pubescent years where my poor brother would just lock himself in his room, or just not be home to avoid his 3 sisters, and I only hope that Wyatt will fare better. At least my brother was the oldest, he got out as early as he could. Wyatt is stuck right in the middle!! I really in all honesty think that he will love his sisters to death. He is so social, loving and happy that I think and hope he is great friends with them and I know they will mutually benefit from their siblings bringing home friends of the opposite sex when they are at the dating age. Who knows, maybe the twins will bring home a cute girl for Wyatt someday (after he's back from a mission.) We'll see. But for now, I am grateful to be blessed with such a wonderful wonderful family and excited for us to grow. Oh and who can be dissapointed at the thought of dressing TWO little baby girls in matching outfits! I have PLENTY of girl clothes, but I have a feeling that's not going to stop me from shopping.
I should mention before I end this long post, that they are fraternal, not identical, which I am very happy about. I think they will benefit from having their own identity since they will be sharing everything else pretty much!