Today, Pablo and Mallory are turning eight years old! Eight. It hardly seems possible that they’re old enough to be writing cursive, doing fractions, and riding their bicycles momentarily out of my sight. I know it’s cliché to say that they years have flown by, but they truly have. I’ve made it sort of a tradition to post this memory every year on their birthday, so here’s a brief overview of Pablo and Mallory’s entrance into my life, on Labor Day Weekend of 2003.
I had no idea what I was in for eight years ago today, as we headed across town to welcome our little babies to the world. We grabbed lunch at Le Peep before we went to the hospital, and Paul told everyone there that we were about to go give birth to twins. Our food reached the table surprisingly fast.
The delivery was uneventful, and except for Mallory’s blood sugar being too low, the kids were born very healthy. They were born at 12:16 and 12:32 p.m. on Saturday the 30th, and I didn’t get to hold Mallory until Sunday night at 8 p.m. I cried and cried when I finally got to see her in the NICU – I missed her so much! We didn’t know if we’d be able to take her home, since the NICU nurses told us the rule was that she had to be maintaining her blood sugar and off her IV for 24 hours before we could leave. I’ll never forget our precious doctor, Howard Corren, telling the nurses, “They know what they’re doing. I think we can let them take these babies home and love them now.” It had only been about 15 hours, but he was kind enough to bend the rules for us.
It was cold and rainy that Labor Day weekend, and it seemed like it went from hot summer to chilly fall during those couple of days while we were in the hospital. And it was a good indicator of how quickly time would pass for us from then on. Those were crazy, terrifying, amazing, wonderful, horrible days. We got little sleep and I struggled with PPD for months. But what precious days they were. Thank God I took so many pictures, because I honestly don’t remember some of it – we were just too sleep deprived, just getting by day-to-day in survival mode. Oddly, it was ten times easier when the little girls were born just 17 months later. I guess we knew what we were doing by then.
Paul and I were going through pictures the other night, laughing at how little the kids were. Mallory looks so different to me today, but Pablo seems like he’s had the same little face all his life. Such beautiful children. We are truly blessed.
Happy Birthday, kiddos!!! You are LOVED! <3
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LaLaLaura Reply:
September 26th, 2011 at 2:59 pm
Thank youuuu! And you knew them as babies, awww.
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WOW. time does fly! Happy Birthday to your beautiful kids!!
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LaLaLaura Reply:
September 26th, 2011 at 3:00 pm
Thanks, Maggie – your kids must be nearly grown!!
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You are very lucky for having twins. It is very nice that your twins includes a boy and a girl. I like their baby photographs especially with one baby had a pacifier. I agree that you are truly blessed and I hope that the kids will have splendid birthday too.
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LaLaLaura Reply:
September 26th, 2011 at 3:00 pm
Thank you, Stephen – I do feel lucky! Very lucky! I’ve been blessed twice, and all my kids are healthy. Can’t ask for more than that.
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Happy Birthday Pablo and Mallory!
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Happy Birthday kids! Goodluck on discovering the new things in life and hope to see what your going ti be in the future.
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