A year ago last night, we took this photo of Katy.
And that same night, on a whim, I packed a hospital bag - well in advance, I thought, of the day we would need it.
A year ago this morning between 7 and 8am, Katy was having irregular contractions, and I was dutifully trying to time them. (I learned this, I'm sure, from a book or two - though my real mentors were countless panicked movie dads doing - or trying to do - the same thing.) After 20 minutes of trying to figure out if they were actually contractions, we realized that it was Go-Time and I threw bags, car seats, and car bases into the car without a clue, of course, that we wouldn't sleep in our own beds for another two weeks.
At 12:06pm and 12:08pm, Noemi and Zora were born.
| Noey |
| Zozo trying on her first "shoes" |
And now here they are, 1 year old.
| Zora tussles with waterbottle |
| Noey tries out the drum (oddly enough sponsored by Jeep) |
It's also hard to express how tired we still are.
And how the year has both flown by and been the longest, happiest year of our lives.
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