Tonight, as I said goodnight to the kids and walked out of the third room, I was struck by a thought. Six years ago, we said goodnight to two kids... It was the day before Mother's day just like today and My Wonderful Husband had been at graduation just like today. I was a million months pregnant. (I had had my twins at 34 weeks....when the realization hit in my second pregnancy that I had an additional 6 weeks to go I was somewhat bummed...) It had been a long day 6 years ago. As I said I was a million months pregnant and had 2 year old twins and My Wonderful Husband had been gone all day at graduation. I remember talking to a friend that day and whining about how awful I felt. She jokingly said that she hoped I didn't go into labor while my husband was gone. To be honest, I was worried about that already. So I trudged through the day, not the picture of a pleasant pregnant lady but a somewhat grouchy tired pregnant lady. When My Wonderful Husband came home, I was exhausted. I am sure that we had dinner, gave the kids baths and all of that typical stuff before kissing them goodnight and tucking them into bed but that is mostly a blur 6 years later. What I do remember is waking up at midnight when my water broke. Well at least he waited for his Daddy to be home. This was going to be an interesting Mother's Day..... So 6 years ago tonight was the last time that we tucked two children into bed and kissed two children goodnight. On Mother's Day May 8, 2005, the inhabitant of the third room arrived and we have been kissing three children goodnight ever since.....
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