Today the boys are two years old. Or they would be if they’d been born at 40 weeks. (Not that they would have been, of course.) I still think it’s a date worth noting, though. Did you know that my due date (I mean, my mom’s when she was pregnant with me) was also January 20? I think that’s pretty cool.
The boys were nearly 7 weeks premature, but we were so lucky that they weren’t really affected by their prematurity. I have friends whose kids were more premature than mine, or perhaps struggled a bit harder than mine did. They’re raising money for the March of Dimes, and if you’d like to support them, here are links to their fundraising pages: