Sometimes I cannot image being a twin. Here's a few really grainy but sweet pictures I took of the boys after their bath the other night. They were swinging together on their swing.
That is adorable. My boy twins are eight, and they still snuggle and love on each other. This afternoon, I came downstairs and found them playing their Ds on the couch. They were sitting at either end with their legs stretched full length and entwined in the middle of the couch. Wednesday I was at their school during the statewide tornado drill. As we left the classroom to huddle in the hall, they made sure they were next to-and close to-each other. It was so sweet.
When I started this blog, I originally thought it was going to be a taderbaby...we chose the nickname after the delicious spuds served at Young's Jersey Dairy...but quickly found out it was tader tots! At 28 weeks gestation my placenta started abrupting and I was briefly hospitalized, then put on strict bedrest. At 31w 4d I was let up for an hour a day. At 32w on the dot, I was re-admitted for bleeding and began a four day fight to stop labor which I lost on 2.15.07 when Jack's placenta abrupted fully. If I hadn't been at the hospital, we wouldn't have made it. Upon birth, Jack's apgar was 3. The boys spent 4 weeks in NICU and this is their story, and mine.
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So sweet. I love to watch my boys "love" each other...it's the best!
That is adorable. My boy twins are eight, and they still snuggle and love on each other. This afternoon, I came downstairs and found them playing their Ds on the couch. They were sitting at either end with their legs stretched full length and entwined in the middle of the couch. Wednesday I was at their school during the statewide tornado drill. As we left the classroom to huddle in the hall, they made sure they were next to-and close to-each other. It was so sweet.
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