I was just re-reading my post talking about the day the girls were born. It was a pretty rough day. Looking at pictures of them, I find it so hard to believe how much they have changed.
I don't remember all that much of last December. Stress, lack of sleep, pain....all washed away a lot of the memories. Which is why I'm glad I started writing this. I had forgotten some details of my pregnancy and labor and re-reading them brought back a lot of memories. I wish I had posted more pictures, but we have them all at home on our computers, of course.
After work I am meeting Jason and the kids at the NICU for a visit. I haven't been there since they discharged Tzelia (Meorah had been discharged 1.5 weeks prior) back in January. I have mixed feelings. I love showing off the girls and I'm very proud of how they are doing. And I know the nurses will like to see them: its what makes their job worthwhile....healthy and happy babies. But I worry it will also bring back a lot of sad emotions and memories, and the stress and anxiety I felt at the time. Just re-reading some of my thoughts brought back a little bit...its been a long year. But I think the overriding emotion is really joy. They've come so far, and we are just so lucky. I read preemie message boards and I am well-aware of the problems we could be facing. And there still may be some down the road. But for now...things are great. The girls are happy babies (even the drama-queen Tzelia). Even Zev has grown a lot in the last year.
We're having a birthday party for them this weekend. But for now...happy birthday little girls. I'm so happy you're here and I can only hope things continue to be as wonderful as they are.