Four years ago today – right about this time of day I was getting a mag wash.
I was 34 1/2 weeks pregnant and I had been in the hospital for over five weeks.
It didn’t work for me.
Four years ago today, right about now, my normally calm doctor opened my hospital room door and yelled down the hall “CANCEL MY 9:00! WE’RE GOING IN RIGHT NOW!”
And so after 37 days on hospital bed rest I ended up having an emergency c-section anyway.
They were tiny. Well, Ian weighed 6 pound 8 ounces. Claudia was tiny. She didn’t even weigh five pounds. I was scared to change her diaper. I was afraid she would break.
They spent a week in the NICU and at the beginning Ian didn’t even know how to eat. We had to feed him througha tube in his nose.
And now they look like this.
And they know how to play Super Mario Brothers and they can run and write their names and they have opinions on what they want to wear and what restaurant we should go to for their birthday dinner.
Happy Birthday Ian and Claudia. I cannot even imagine my life without you guys. I don’t even want to.
It is hard to believe you guys are four.
And Ian, that means it is time to poop in the potty. EVERY. TIME.
Four years ago today I got a blood transfusion. Some wonderful donor saved my life. Please give blood.