October 19, 2005

October 19th, 2005---

We'd been in the hospital for 3 days. I was tired of the drugs that were doing nothing to stop my labor. I was miserable and HUGE!

My doctor came on rounds and decided today was the day. At 8 AM he broke my water and by noon we were ready to go. A fast trip to the OR (as is protocol with twins), a couple hours of pushing, and alas...

Thomas Bruce Domrese, 2:07 PM, 5#11. My beautiful baby boy. The oldest.

Joshua Stephen Domrese, 2:08 PM, 6#3. The stubborn breech baby that caused all the worry at birth.

Boys at 3 weeks.

Boys at 1 year.

Boys at 2 years.

Boys at 3 years.

Today is it. The boys are four years old. Joshua walked around yesterday saying, "It's my last day to be three." Totally cute.

Thomas- My crazy, energetic little boy. Always ready to toss a ball or play a game. Constantly moving. Either completely sweet and lovable or totally mischievious. The schemer. A leader. The little boy who can melt my heart with those big eyes

Joshua- The charming second born who NEVER STOPS TALKING. Always performing. Loves attention. Independent and adorable. My youngest boy that snuggles and gives me loves every day.