Two years ago at 29 1/2 weeks pregnant, Bridget and Ethan were born. It was a scary and happy day all in the same. It had been a very hard journey. I was ready for it to come to an end but very nervous about the journey that was about to begin. Bridget and Ethan just turned two and I started to look at the first pictures of them and took a trip down memory lane. I was surprised at what I saw. When we printed out pictures, we tried to find the ones that didn't make then look so small or scary so those are all the ones i have. I rarely shared the ones that made them look, well, they way they looked. It had been a while since I had seen the ones of the day they were born. I am so emotional thinking of how tiny and how fragile they were. And I am so blessed when I see them now and how much they have overcome. Just recently people have stopped asking me if they were preemies,and I take that as a sign that they have truly overcome that part in there life. The blessing in my life are great. Look at these tiny babies and remember that miracles do exist and two of them live at my house.