This is just a short note... Despite all of the fatigue, the noise of the babies crying, the worry, the feeling like I am always failing these babies in one way or another... Everyday I remember how lucky I am. I love these babies, and I feel so lucky that everything has worked out the way it has.
I was thinking of my months on bedrest, and the fears of losing the babies. Now that I know these babies, I can't imagine living without them. So everyday I remember how lucky I am to be their mommy.