Almost 34 years ago, my dad held 2 other twin babies probably the same way and with the same look in his eye . . . who might they be? None other than my twin sister and me, my mother and father's 4th and 5th child. Dad teared up when he told me that the pictures of me holding Judah and Layna at the hospital reminded him so much of my mother. My Dad always says that the opportunity he had to be in the delivery room with my mom when she had us was one of the best experiences of his life and one he'll always remember . . . it was the only birth he was allowed to participate in. I am so thankful for the memory he has of that time as it draws me near to my mother when I miss her.
Almost 34 years ago, my dad held 2 other twin babies probably the same way and with the same look in his eye . . . who might they be? None other than my twin sister and me, my mother and father's 4th and 5th child. Dad teared up when he told me that the pictures of me holding Judah and Layna at the hospital reminded him so much of my mother. My Dad always says that the opportunity he had to be in the delivery room with my mom when she had us was one of the best experiences of his life and one he'll always remember . . . it was the only birth he was allowed to participate in. I am so thankful for the memory he has of that time as it draws me near to my mother when I miss her.
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