Jag Stephen, 2.6kg (5.7lbs), 6:20am, September 11, 2010
Ajay William, 2.24kg (4.9lbs), 6:21am, September 11, 2010
After hearing yesterday from Dr S that we were scheduled for a c-section next Wednesday, we both retired for the evening feeling like the next four days might be the longest yet. So, how surprised we were to be awoken with news that they had decided today was the day - their day! Both arrived via c-section and were about 2 hours old in these photos.
I had very mixed emotions about them coming on 9/11 - I even mentioned this to a couple of people yesterday - 'what if they come this weekend, what if they come on 9/11'. A close co-worker said that she had seen a book recently at the doctor's office - about babies born on 9/11 - the title was 'Faces of Hope'. I can't think of a more fitting sentiment. My dear Nanny and Papa (mom's parents) were married on September 11 (long before 2001 mind you) and God how I loved them so. A girl would have been named after her but I think honoring their 50+ year, loving marriage is the perfect way to connect their lives. They would have loved to have seen me have children - I know they are proud even though I can't see their reaction in this world.
We saw our beautiful surrogate in recovery - she placed her hands together and whispered 'namaste' and smiled at us from ear to ear when we walked in. We both welled up with tears.
The boys are beautiful. I have never felt what I felt upon seeing them and touching them. Our little miracles are perfect, simply perfect. They have no breathing tubes, no lamps, no incubator - just swaddled in little blankets and absolute perfection.
What a blessing. Thank you God for trusting us with these two little souls. We won't disappoint you.




