They're FIVE....

My beautiful little ones turned 5 yesterday...

Hubby and I woke them up singing Happy Birthday, after which I had a good cry...

Let me take you back...About 6 years or so ago I turned to my husband and said - we have a house, some cars, steady jobs and a dog...Let's have a BABY...he was all on board with it because it meant a lot of nookie for him.

I told him it could take awhile before I got pregnant and that was fine for him (...it meant lots of nookie...)...but lo and behold he shot one out of the park the very first month of trying.

We were excited we told everyone and then...we lost our baby at 12 weeks...we were devistated to say the least.

My doctor told us to we could go ahead and give it another try whenever we were ready...about 7 weeks later we were ready...and once again DH hit it out of the park that first month...

We were excited but understandably we treaded lightly...

At about 7 weeks I had a complication that made us head straight to my OB's office as soon as it opened....we were ushered right into the Ultrasound room. The technition looked and hemmed and hawed and all the while the only thing I could see was my husbands face...as it got whiter and whiter...and I thought - well here we go again...

then the Ultrasound technition said "THEY look fine to me"

WHAT...WHO...WHERE - THEY

I was floored...and from the albinoness of hubbies face so was he...

I spent most of my pregnancy worrying...

Was I going to be a good mother?
How can I going to handle TWO babies?
Will I lose my sanity?

Needless to say over the past 5 years it has been quite a ride - with ups and downs and some sharp curves too...

But even so...looking at my two wonderful daughters I am taking some Dramamine and holding on for dear life because this is not a ride I ever want to give up...