Those are 2 cute little faces that would be pretty hard to forget! :)
I think about the day they were born, March 15th, all the time. It was a horrible but joyful day. Horrible because I knew that meant our time with them was coming to an end and would most likely be short. Joyful because I finally got to see, touch, hold and just be there next to our babies. When they were delivered I had to be put to sleep for the c section. My surgery took over 2 hours. I remember waking up and all I could think about (besides the horrible pain) was my babies. I laid there wondering if they were alive and praying so hard they were. I was so scared that in those 2 1/2 hours or so that they were already gone. I remember being too scared to ask. The nurse seemed to be talking like they were ok but I still didn't want to ask. Finally Jason came in and started talking about them and I knew they were ok for then. I was sooo grateful for that. All I wanted was to be able to hold them! Thanks to an awesome Neonatal Nurse Practitioner I got to do just that later that night despite all the NICU nurses being nervous about it. I love him and I'm so glad he was there. So much so that months after their birth I just may have stalked him down at the hospital to give him a letter. I didn't even know his name! Haha that's a story for another day.
Mommy misses you sooo much my precious angels. I love you both soo much and someday I will see you again!






















