He was born on February 28th in the year 2010 at 8:28 pm. I was in heavy labor without drugs and about ready to pull him out myself… I looked at the clock – 7pm ish – and thought ‘he’ll be here in an hour’. I have a will power that will apparently push out a baby on demand when I put it into proper use. I like to think that by using that will power in labor I bestowed just a little bit of it on him, and from what I’ve witnessed in his first three years of life that idea is holding fast. He is goofy, witty, occasionally smelly, he brings light and life with him everywhere, always. He is the biggest ball of energy I know.
Two, there were two on the monitor at the first doctors visit. I laughed, I cried, and then I popped the biggest news of our lives to the Hubs. Twelve weeks premature they made the grandest entry with the largest delivery crew I’ve ever witnessed. They fought with everything they had just to survive and once they were looking like they were in the clear they amazed us all by truly thriving. She is bossy, competitive and always after whatever is on the opposite side of the room with her creative army crawl. He is more passive, docile, go with the flow. He loves food, snuggles and his fingers, yum. Their first 10 months of life have been an amazing preview of the many fun-filled years ahead.
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