The boys turned 3 months old last Thursday. They are getting much bigger, and are discovering new things all the time – like their feet, and each other.
I’d like to take a moment on this momentous occasion to say publicly just how incredible a father my sweet husband David really is. Please forgive the gush that must inevitably follow…
I’ve rarely seen children handled so gently, patiently, and lovingly. These boys are incredibly fortunate to have David as their role model, and they couldn’t do better than to grow up to be like him.
Thank you David, for being such an amazing father and husband, and perhaps most importantly, such an extremely good man. Your commitment, sensitivity, integrity, and passion are unmatched, and my awe for you grows each day as more of who you are is revealed to me. I love you the most, and although they don’t know it yet, so do your boys.
Happy Father’s Day, Abba!
April 23. It is the birthday of William Penn, Will Shakespeare, Shirley Temple, Lee Majors, and my mother, among others. In 1851, it is the date that Canada issued their first postage stamps. In 1939, it is the day that Ted Williams (of the Red Sox of Boston) hit his first home run. It will now additionally forever provide the calendar home for another day of significance: the birth of our twins. My OBGYN has scheduled our babies to be delivered by C-section on Thursday, April 23, 2009, and provided I don’t go into labor before then, thereby preempting the reservation, Grandma Hornor will get to share her birthday with Baby A and Baby B Barach. 20 days. And counting. We’ll keep you all posted.
Yesterday, David and I went to our 3rd ultrasound. It’ll probably be the last one until I arrive at the hospital for delivery. Here are the stats:
Baby A – measuring approximately 4 lbs 10 oz.
Baby B – measuring approximately 5 lbs 1 oz.
They are both right on track at 34 weeks in terms of growth – I am 34 weeks pregnant as of today. And they are symmetrical – both about the same size, which is good. So…all is well. And I’m carrying around two 5-pounders! No wonder I’m so enormous and tired and hungry all the time.
We got a good little profile picture of Baby B…he has David’s nose.