I remember it clear as day. I had been feeling awful all day and finally called Mike at work and told him to meet me at the doctor. As Logan and I drove to the hospital, he told me that if I started to have the babies in the car, he knew to call 9-1-1. That evening, I was feeling about 100 pounds lighter, and my two sweet girls were here. Today, they are 7 years old! My babies are growing up too fast.
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How sweet Jill. Time sure flies. They are, and always have been, beautiful girls- wow!
stacey
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