My twin sisters were growing really fast and they were not troublesome babies, so it was easier for mom to take care of them. Not really easy, as she had to combine babysitting with work and other chores, but it was not too hard because her babies didn't cry too much. They smiled and slept most of the time. My mom said, that was how I was too as a baby, except that I didn't produce tears at all. They did, they had tears in their eyes; they only didn't shed it often. They were so much fun to watch.
Mom designed a crib for them with the name:"Pamela and Jamie" and they looked so cute in their cots. I still went to Dr Brown's but staring at my baby sisters were as therapeutic as talking to Dr Brown. Whenever I stared at them, I just wanted them to grow up faster, walk and be as tall as I was, so that we'd play together and discuss girl things while cuddling up in my bed.