I'm super hormonal and babies are so cute. Let's have another! This time, we transferred two. I do still think about that second one, the one I lost; the one who might have been Asher's twin. I like to think he sacrificed himself to save his brother, because we know Asher would not be here today had the other stayed on.
Only 3 pounds when he forced his way out of me in a pool of blood. You were the first thing I saw when I awoke in the hospital, unsure if my baby was alive. I still have flashbacks to that day, when I almost died; and the next 8 weeks in the NICU. We cried ourselves to sleep for weeks, wishing, hoping, and praying for our child living in an incubator, miles away. And then, we awoke each morning to an update from him, "Good morning mommy and daddy!" the emails read, and we could almost imagine it was really him.
