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In one week the twins will turn one. When I think back over this whirlwind year, I can't help but feel like we are so incredibly lucky. 

The first month of the twins lives was hectic and scary. Nicholas underwent two major surgeries and spent 21 days in the NICU. I've learned that's a heartbeat in the NICU. He was a short timer. But for our family that was an eternity. Zach befriended child life, figured out where the playroom in the children's hospital was, learned where to touch on the magic wall in the lobby to make music. He quickly learned how to pull out the blanket child life left for him and play with the toys in "his" bin. And what day there was good stuff in the parent lounge fridge. 

Emily slept in the arms of nurses, doctors, therapists, aunts, grandma and parents as we sat for hours next to Nicholas's bedside. 

Mike and I found the healthier cafe in the hospital, learned how to scrub in properly, quickly learned medical terminology, learned how to navigate a "normal" life as we carried around a feeding pump, feeding bags, extensions. We learned how to replace a button in our son's stomach so he could always eat. We watched therapists work to increase Nicholas's strength and learned what they were doing so we could do it at home. 

We enrolled Zach in taekwando so he would have something for himself and we have watched him blossom into a remarkable child. He is a fiercely protective older brother, a patient playmate, and has most recently become a victim of his sister's experiments with biting. He is independent and excelling in school even though he's one of the youngest in his class. 

Emily is growing into a stubborn and independent toddler. She is crawling everywhere and getting into everything. If there is something she shouldn't be putting in her mouth anywhere around her she is guaranteed to find it and put it in her mouth before anybody realizes. She is friendly and likes people. She spends a lot of her time with her brother at therapy and benefits from playing with the toys there. 

Nicholas has had the hardest year of any of us (and it isn't over yet as he has a minor surgery scheduled December 31st to remove a cyst from his nose) and still remains the happiest, sweetest child. He willingly smiles at everyone, he laughs at pretty much anything his big brother does, loves to pet our dog, and is getting around by rolling all over the place. He is currently anywhere between 3-5 months delayed but is making incredible strides every day. His therapists are amazed at his successes. 

It was probably one of the hardest years of our lives for Mike and I. Between working opposite shifts, planning around hospital stays, fighting insurance, and buying a home, we've spent a significant portion of the year at stress level maximum. But we are so very lucky. We get these amazing examples of tiny people to love and raise. It's not an easy job, and with the independent streak running through all three of them, it will probably get harder but it's a pretty fantastic life. 

And I can't believe we will have TODDLERS in a week.