Four weeks today, at this moment, I was being wheeled into the recovery room holding the twins.
It was a moment that I often wondered over the years would EVER come.
Now, four weeks into caring for the twins, I'm a little sleepy but very thankful. Thankful that I was able to carry the twins for so long. Thankful that everyone was healthy. Thankful that our family has grown to a "party of 5"!
Over the last week, the twins have started to be awake more and we're getting a chance to see their eyes open! Pretty girl is still cluster feeding, but has stopped doing it in the overnight hours, thank goodness. Big boy is finally not peeing out of his diapers five times a day! I've managed to tandem nurse the two at least a half dozen times...it's a work in progress, but we are getting there.
I'm so thankful to all of you who have been part of my journey to this point. Without your advice and support, I would have lost my mind about 2 years ago.
And before I get too gushy, lovey on all of you, I leave you with this...