(the operating room white board – birth order, heart rate, sex, time of birth)
It’s been nine months since the most terrifying day of my life, but it’s the day I’m most grateful for.
We’ve had nine months of sheer pride so far. Difficult times, tired times, frustrating times aside, I am bursting with pride over three of the strongest and most amazing people I’ve ever known.
A, B and C; PB&J; 1, 2 and 3; Tobias, Eleanor and Callista – happy nine months, babies!
(Sorry you have to celebrate with your pediatrician later. Getting old is a real bitch!)
I can hardly believe they’re 9 months old already! Happy 9th month birthday to ETC!
Aw!
Happy 9 months!!!!! 😀
I don’t know why this made me cry. I don’t know why. But I’m so proud of you, and so proud of them and so happy.
Happy Nine Months! They are miracles, all three… and lucky to have you as a mom.
Yay for NINE awesome months! They are amazing as are their parents!
YAY, these babies are fighters & so inspiring…and they’re only 9 months old {say wha?!}.
Happy 9 months! They certainly grow up too, too fast.
Happy 9 months!!!!!!