As I write this, it is 10:43 a.m. on their birthday. They are about to be 3 years old - in 1 and 2 mins! I can’t believe they are three.

I can remember when I found out I was pregnant. I can remember when I knew I was having twins. I can remember the doctor’s face when he found both of the babies in there. I can remember the look on Steve’s face. I can remember carrying them, being on bedrest, having so many awesome family members and friends support us, help us move from that 3-story apartment, cook, clean, do laundry, feed, change diapers…I can remember bringing each of them home. I can remember holding them for the first time. I can remember when everyone got to see them and hold them and visit them. I can remember when they took their first steps. I can remember when they said their first word…daddy…for both of them.

And here we are today - they are watching their new crush, Dora the Explorer. They are talking in full sentences. They have a big sister who can read to them and a little sister that they can help learn and grow. They use the potty. They joke, they pretend, they hug, they kiss. They are happy, excited, smart children full of life and curiosity and eager to grow and learn and experience things.

Sarah and Stephen were the biggest change my life has ever brought to me. Sure, not every day is easy, it hasn’t been since we found out they were coming and probably will not be again until they finish college…but each experience with the twins has been and will always be an unique one and one I will never forget. I am glad God chose me to raise these two beautiful babies. I am honored to be their mother and hope to give them everything I possibly can. I love you, Sarah and Stephen. Happy 3rd birthday.