The Mak-Tatos. Life with them is like being the perpetual third guy right smack dab in the middle of a flourishing romance between your two best friends. Yes, you're having fun, they don't mind having you around, there will always be that open invitation to join in but ... who are you kidding? You will always be that odd man out.
Mak and Tato, four hours old
One afternoon, over a guessing game.
Tato: An animal that begins with the letter G.
Me: (feeling very competitive) Gorilla.. goat..goose..giraffe..g-g-g
Tato: It crawls outside when its not raining.
Me: Tato, naman. We need more clues than that.
Tato: Yes, newt.
Me: No way!
Conspiracy or the much talked about twin connection? Either way I'm screwed. I finally saw In The Womb (via You Tube, where else), Pioneer Production's documentary series for National Geographic. An in-depth, unprecedented look at fetal development in utero from the earliest days all the way till birth. Made possible thanks to state-of-the-art technology and 3d and 4D imagery. So Interesting I went on to watch their special on Multiples and the Twins, Triplets and Quads series.
I knew first hand by all that movement that there was a good amount of interaction going on. But to witness it through this series was mind-blowing. Gripping stuff. The kind that gives you goosebumps.
Tato giving Mak a big kick in the face at 24 weeks
Foot to forehead...like a game of Twister
While Mak and Tato never really spoke in their own secret language that some twins have been known to do (not yet anyway) and I have yet to see any of that telepathy I have read about , there is definitely a shared understanding. And a closeness that I am hoping, like good wine, will get even better over time.
In the meantime, I am the happiest third wheel around.