Two Years Ago (FYI - lots of reading and some questionable pictures)
As the 2nd birthday of my sweet babies comes to a close, I can't help but think about that wonderful day when Hutch Henry and Anniston Copeland graced us with their presence. I had been back at my mom's for a few days to spend Christmas with my family. The doctor had let me leave the hospital for the holidays with strict instructions of what to do/not to do (the list of NOT to do was much longer!). We enjoyed Christmas at my mom's on Thursday, I had an OK ultrasound the next day, Friday, and then I layed low over the weekend. I went in for another ultrasound on Monday and the blood flow to Anniston's brain was decreased significantly. I knew when the technician called the radiologist right then that there was a problem. I knew it was time. But not really. I was in denial. After all I had been through (16.5 weeks of bedrest, 14 trips to the hospital, 2+weeks in the hospital, magnesium, pulmonary edema, etc.) I just couldn't believe that it was all over. I had to see ...