I'm starting the count down tomorrow my girls will be turning 1 in 1 month. I'm flooded with all sorts of emotions. I really try not to think about their time spent in the hospital! It makes me worry. I get anxious. It makes me want to hold them and never let go. I feel the lump in my throat and the feeling in the pit of my stomach like I did back then. I'm thankful that they are finally at this stage in their life. I miss my two tiny angels that I could cradle in my arms but they were so fragile then, every breath was a challenge and a blessing. They are so healthy and strong now. I now spend my days splitting them up from endless fights over toys and retrieving them from trying to crawl to the kitchen. I have been so blessed!!