Two Anniversaries and a Cold

Five years ago, we were all piling into a limo to head to the spot where Ches and I were married. It has been an absolutely amazing five years with the love of my life. It is funny to think back to the details of that day, such as: the company organizing our Las Vegas wedding trying to cancel it the morning of but me not getting the message till later, or wearing a tight corset all day long so that I was unable to eat our fabulous gourmet dinner and settled for Little Caesars late that night.

I feel so lucky to have been able to spend so much time with Chesley and look forward to many years of adventure & joy. Words suck and fall desperately short of conveying the depth of emotion I have for my husband.

One year ago from yesterday (9/22), we had our first doctor's appointment. Dr. Scheve was setting up the ultrasound, telling us how she almost always jokes around with her patients, telling them she sees two babies. Once set up and going she then proceeds to tell us she sees two heartbeats. I am immediately skeptical, but can see the look on Ches' face (since I could not actually see the monitor). All Ches could manage was a simple "What?" Both heartbeats were shown to both of us, confirming the existence of twins inside of me.

Definitely in a state of shock we left the doctor's office. I called mom, who also found herself quite taken aback. Dad was driving home from work and rolled his window down to shout it out loud for everyone on the UF campus to hear. John had the best response by yelling "Get the f*%k out!"

Today, which as of 8 AM, is looking like it will be a stunningly gorgeous day. I am feeling a good bit better than I felt the past two days. You see, we knew it was inevitable, but I got sick. We dreaded the day one of us would get sick and then would probably pass it along to the babies and then have a cesspool instead of an apartment.

I started to feel a little scratch in my throat on Wednesday morning. By 3 PM, I was really sick. I felt weak and foggy. Thankfully, my white knight came home early to take over for me. Feeling even worse on Thursday morning, he opted to stay at home to take care of the babies (all 3 of us!). I insisted I could watch the girls, but Ches knew better as I was already a little faint after just 15 minutes in the morning. What a great caretaker he is! I slept from 9 AM to 1 PM and then took it easy with a few cat naps. I am not completely better today, but I cannot imagine how much worse I would feel if I had not been granted all of the rest for recuperation yesterday.

Crazy what can happen in 5 or 1 years. I love you, Chesley! Thank you for everything!