They arrived in such different ways - one through long, hard med-less labor, the other cut from me after an unexpected breech presentation. But I couldn't be more thankful for the pair of them. Both due on Thanksgiving day, both making an appearance a wee bit early.
Now my older son is 20 and my younger son hits 17 tomorrow. ut when I look at my tall young men, I still see my tiny babies. I guess I always will.