When one plus one equals four: This is the story of two people who met in college, became the best of friends, fell in love, got married, and started a family.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Day Sixteen, FLC
I know every parent is proud of their child. Especially when they do something monumental like make an A on an exam or when they are kind to others without be told to do so. These are the moments I always knew I would be proud of my children. It never crossed my mind that I would be filled with pride the day my son drank an entire bottle or when my daughter kept her body temperature above 36.5 degrees Celsius. These are skills they are born knowing how to do, right? Not if they are born at thirty-four weeks, when they are supposed to still be snug in the womb. And so I have had my first proud parent moment, one I am sure will be the first of many. I could not be prouder of our little fighters who are now taking all their bottles with ease and are sleeping comfortably (and warmly) in their open crib! We are getting so close to bringing these babies home!
Ashton was not thrilled about getting his "pencil sharpened" as the nurse put it :(