My boys will be 23 years old in a few hours. There they are, three days after they were born, with their great-grandmother, whom they were privileged to know well and whose 100th birthday they were able to celebrate last year!
I know that one of them reads this blog so here, sweetie, are some of the details (gory ones excluded):
Twins are considered full term and ready to arrive at 38 weeks of pregnancy. You showed up two and one-half weeks later, with considerable impetus from a group of perturbed docs, at 6 pounds 14.5 ounces and 6 pounds 4 ounces.
It took you 18 hours to make your debut, finally via a c-section that I watched in a mirror. The sight was nothing short of spectacular.
Your personalities were apparent even in the OR. The photos show that one of you dozed off immediately, at peace with the world, and the other looked around frantically, already imagining the most dramatic possibilities. You each know which you are.
You are off on your own lives now, but I am thinking of you all day.