Asher and Nolan are two years old today!
I wish their birth brought happier, fonder memories, but it doesn't. The hours before and after are the worst times of my life. Only a handful of people outside the medical world know all the details of that time and it causes me panic and devastation to even think about it.
And I wish more of the past two years themselves had been easier. We have certainly had our ups and downs.
But thank goodness through all the difficult rollercoaster of emotions, this is the result of what happened 2 years ago today:
Two years ago today two amazing, courageous warriors were born.
Every day they show us the meaning of love and of miracles. Every memory has been cherished, and not a single moment has been taken for granted.
With every breath they take, I am thankful for their existence. When they talk and laugh and kiss us, my heart soars. When they have temper tantrums or whine incessantly, I feel blessed that they are here, able to show their displeasure, and even to misbehave.
So sure, their circumstances around their birth were horrible, and the past two years have been anything but easy, but it's all worth it for these two.
Asher and Nolan, you could not possibly be more loved and cherished. You truly completed our family.