Monday, May 22, 2006

Birthday Wishes for The PB & The J

An open letter to The Peanut Butter & The Jelly,

Four years.

I can’t believe that it’s been four years.

Four years since your heart rate dropped drastically J...

Four years since I heard the frantic message on my voicemail...

Four years since I slogged through 3 hours of traffic to get to Chicago from Aurora, IL...

Four years since I first saw the two of you… and knew immediately that my life had changed... and changed for the better.

It was four years ago today, May 22, at 4:19 CDT, you were born, within 9 seconds of each other, via a “crash” c-section at the University of Chicago Hospital...

PB, you came out loud and crying at 4 pounds, 14ounces.

J, you came out ‘floppy and unresponsive’ at 4 pounds, 3 ounces and with 10 tangles in your umbilical cord.

But you were born, as mono-mono twins are not always prone to do... and for that we are eternally grateful and thankful to all the doctors and nurses at the hospital... and to God.

And for that your Mommy and I couldn’t be happier.

We stayed with you as long as we could while you were in the NICU those two weeks… leaving only to sleep at the Ronald McDonald House and, sometimes – though not often, to eat.

The first day we brought you home we were scared to death… not just of you being out of the hospital, but wondering what type of parents we would be...

Would we be good parents?

Would we be so-so parents?

Would we be parents that you would have to talk to therapists about when you’re both older?

The adjustments were hard… due to your occasional lack of being able to maintain your body-temperature; we had the furnace on in our house in the middle of July and we got baked (and not in a good way)

The infant apnea monitors you both wore for the first six months of your life were not easy to adjust to either. When those things went off, Mommy and I woke up in seconds flat and checked you both from head to toe, even if they only went off because a lead had popped off of one of your little chests.

The adjustment of sleep was not as difficult as it could have been as you both started to sleep through the night around 4 months of age...

You’ve crawled...

You’ve walked...

You’ve talked...

You’ve sassed...

You’ve grown...

I hope that we have given you everything you have needed so far… and we promise to continue to do so (unless either of you get a piercing somewhere that you shouldn’t, then we’ll have to have a little chat...)

I love you both, more than anything else in the world, and will continue to do so, always... and forever...

Happy 4th Birthday girls

Love Daddy
AKA, ‘The Coconut’