This time last year...

During the last several months, I've done a lot of, "This time last year..." "This time last year, I found out I was pregnant with the twins." "This time last year, we found out it was a boy and a girl."

This time last year, I was doing a whole lot of nothing. Lying on the couch while my husband got the kids out of the house. Doing errands early in the morning before I got way too tired and contractions set in (usually around noon). Adding multiple pillows to my work chair so I could handle sitting for longer than five minutes at a time. Going to seemingly endless doctor appointments for ultrasounds and non-stress tests. Getting less and less sleep as it became nearly impossible to get comfortable in my bed.

As generally awful as pregnancy can be, I still marvel that my body grew two beautiful, perfect people. I'm still so very thankful that they made it here safe and sound, and that I had one of the most boring and uneventful twin pregnancies ever. And I'm most grateful of all that I never have to do it again. :)

Note: This picture is from my baby shower last May. My mother did insist that my husband take a picture of me just days before going into labor. Thankfully (I choose to see it that way), it got lost when our hard drive died this past winter.