Etta and Claire are two today. The last two years have been the craziest, hardest, best, most beautiful years of our lives. And every day they just get better. I’ll spare the sap, but here’s a little photo retrospective.
brand new bufflogals
I didn’t get to hold Claire, because she had to be immediately transferred to Children’s Hospital to prepare for her spina bifida closure surgery.
Still can’t get over how tiny they were. I was pretty proud of my 6 lb 34 weeker twins, though.
First photo as a family of four, 9 days later, in the NICU with Claire.
First birthday cake/pudding.
One year as a family!
And last weekend.
And now they’re two. I expect a little bit of terrible but a whole lot of terrific.