This blog post is dedicated to the two miracles in my life, Evan and Lauren, who arrived on the Labour Day long weekend!
Dear Evan and Lauren,
Welcome to the world! I want you to know how much you were loved long, long before you were born. Daddy and I worked
hard to find you, and we would have gone to the ends of the earth to have you in our lives. We discovered that you were both healthy and growing on February’s Family Day long weekend, and we were continually delighted to watch you grow strong over the months you were in my big ever growing belly. Daddy noticed that little Evan was always squirming around and kicking during the weekly ultrasound appointments, while Lauren was always still, and quiet as a mouse. Daddy was concerned for Lauren because you never moved when we saw you on the screen, week after week, but now that we’ve
gotten to meet you in person, we notice that some things haven’t changed! In fact, Evan was the one who kicked mommy’s water open which sent you both into the hospital for delivery on the Saturday morning of August 30th. Evan, you make the funniest/cutest noises right now. We call you the barracuda because you’re always hungry and tackle your food with a fierceness that makes mommy and daddy laugh. Since you were born, you’ve been wide-eyed and curious, always looking around to see what everyone is up to in the NICU. Lauren, you are such a sweet, gentle soul! You’re just starting to awaken to the world around you. Daddy was worried about you in the womb, and even today he’s worried that you’re not growing as fast as your brother and is trying to fatten you up by making sure mommy feeds you every time you make a squeak. You both spent the first three weeks in the NICU because you were born early at 34 weeks + 1 day and needed to grow a bit more. You were supposed to arrive at 37 weeks + 3 days, so you
were over 3 weeks early! Mommy had just finished work 2 days before you were born. We weren’t expecting you to arrive so early and weren’t really prepared. We had just painted your room 2 days before, and set up your crib the day before you were born.
The day you were born is, and likely will always be, the best day of my life. The overwhelming feeling was that I was so happy to finally meet you.
My wish for you as you grow up, is that you will find joy in the big and small things in life. That you will grow to know yourself, and have the courage to be yourself, always. Live each day to the fullest, babies.
There’s a saying that it takes a village to raise a child, I consider the friends that have encouraged mommy through this blog throughout pregnancy, a part of that village that brought you to life. One day I hope you can read through all the loving comments and know that you were born from the support and prayers from people around the world.
You are loved beyond words.
Happy 1 month birthday.
P.S. I wrote my first blog post dedicated to you almost a year to the day you were born, you weren’t conceived yet, but against all odds, I dared to hope…here’s the poem: https://jennergetic.wordpress.com/2013/09/08/on-the-night-you-were-born/
Some more pics!