Every time I go out with the girls I am reminded of how lucky and blessed I am. The double stroller attracts attention to be sure, but even when I’m with just one of them people seem eager to tell me their stories. I’ve met a woman whose 23-weeker didn’t survive, another whose 4 year old boy had the same birth weight as Kenley’s, but clearly had a lot of physical and mental challenges, and today a woman told me that she’d been pregnant with twins twice and each time only one of the twins survived.
Today they are 14 weeks old and I’m still amazed that my nightmare pregnancy turned out two beautiful and healthy girls. Yes, taking care of twins is a difficult: it’s exhausting and I make mistakes all the time. But I am truly grateful for these two healthy, vibrant and thriving girls.