2 for 1

This is Adam, checking with a short summary of the nights events.


There was a special at the hospital early this morning: 2 Babies for the price of one. We took full advantage of it. Tennille was brilliant, giving birth to Asher first, and then 10 minutes later Norah came into the world. When we first checked into the hospital I entertained the possibility of having the babies across the 22nd and 23rd. How cool would that have been? Twins with different birthdays? Alas, it was not meant to be. But they did come shortly after, arriving just before 2AM mountain time. The delivery went very well. When we came into the operating room, standard procedure with twins, I was nervous. There were no less than 1 doctor, 1 midwife, 2 anesthesia guys, and 6 nurses. We were all wearing masks and caps, and even I had a fancy spacey looking cover-all. Something out of a cheap Sci-fi movie.

But everyone in the room seemed calm and happy, so I was not terribly worried. The babies came out a little roughed up, as expected, but all was well. Soon enough they were bathed, warmed, fed, and sleeping quietly. And that includes Tennille. I drove home bleary eyed around 5AM and crawled into bed. I went to sleep thinking about the Tour de France today, the heroic and epic stage that was awaiting those riders. All that pain and suffering they'd go through. And I thought, well yeah, but that is nothing to having twins. Once again Tennille has stepped it up a notch in the impressive category. Honestly, she was fantastic. The doctors and nurses were all praises over our parenting prowess, but we both knew that it all came from her. I, like those many people in the Tour team cars, am just along for the ride!



Norah on the left, Asher on the right.