I thoroughly love being a mother, and my family is my life. I have always wanted nothing more than to be a wife and mom, and when our daughter Bekah was born 17 years ago, that dream became a wonderful reality. We learned two days before Christmas in 1992 that a baby was on the way. We found out we were having a girl. Rebekah Jo arrived in August, 7 lbs, 5 oz, and was beautiful and sweet and I was in love! I embraced motherhood, and it was more than I ever even dreamed it would be. I was blessed to be a stay-at-home mom and loved every minute of it. Soon, we were expecting again, with Bekah only 7 months old. I was thrilled, but sadly within two months I would have an ultrasound showing that the precious heart was no longer beating. My heart was full of sadness and grief. Four months later, I felt the joy and excitement of learning that we had a baby on the way again. Could it get any better? One month later, we went to our ultrasound appointment. I was so afraid when the technician seemed to have uncovered something unexpected.....but instead of the devastating news we had experienced last time, this time we would hear wonderful news....TWINS! I was on top of the world. Just like my pregnancy with Bekah, I felt wonderful. I love being pregant, feeling that blessing of life growing inside me, looking forward to the sweet baby. My pregnancy with Bekah was perfect, and this pregnancy went nearly as well. I had some issues at the end, with preterm labor, 4 weeks of home bedrest and 1 week of hospital bedrest for preeclampsia, but these things are common with twins, and for a twin pregnancy, everything was going extraordinarily well. We knew we were having two fraternal boys, and we anxiously awaited their arrival. In July, 1995, the twins arrived just 3 weeks early, full-term for twins. 5 lb, 12 oz Cory Richard, and 5 lb, 13 oz Taylor Joseph were gorgeous, sweet babies. Life was perfect, and crazy (with three kiddos under the age of two) and wonderful! We decided to wait a while to have another child as our hands were full!! 4 1/2 years later, we again were thrilled to learn that we would have a little bitty one in our lives again. We decided to be surpised this time, so we did not find out whether we would be having a boy or a girl. Again, I had a wonderful pregnancy, felt fabulous, and enjoyed every bit of the pregnancy. In September, 2000, Dr. Swanson smiled and said "It's a Boy!" Chandler Laine was an adorable 7 lb, 11 oz baby. For the next 9 1/2 years we happily raised our kids, loving our big family. I could not believe how fast they were growing up. All of the sudden, I blinked and I had three teenagers, and a 9 year old who thought he was a teenager. Where had all of my babies gone? We were having so much fun as a family, taking vacations, camping, boating, watching the kids play sports. Life with older kids was great, but I missed them being little, too! On March 2, 2010, we were blessed with a completely wonderful, joyous surprise. Our family would be blessed with a sweet little baby in the fall. I did not think we would ever experience the miracle of a new baby again. I didn't think I would experience the miracle of pregnancy again. It was such a gift. With our kids getting older and bigger by the day, we would have the joy of a baby our lives! Things we had not experienced in years would be part of our life once more: footie pj's, a little head that has the sweet scent of Johnson and Johnson's baby shampoo, lullabyes, bedtime stories, Pooh Bear....so many sweet things awaited us. Happily, we shared the joyous news with the kids. They were surprised, and excited. I felt a strong mother's intuition that I was again carrying twins. Rich and I went for our first ultrasound 4 weeks later, and confirmed my suspicion. Never doubt a Mommy's intuition! Excitement didn't begin to describe the way I felt. Sweet little fraternal twins, for the second time in our lives! I ordered a home heartbeat monitor, like I had used with Chan. I could never find two seperate heartbeats. Was I just missing one? With growing concern, we headed in for another ultrasound. I told Rich that I felt like we had lost one of the precious babies, and the ultrasound technician confirmed my fear. Again, I was full of sadness for the loss of our sweet baby. We were blessed to have a precious baby on the way, and I focused on looking forward to the baby, and also enjoying being pregnant. As usual, I loved being pregnant and felt wonderful. Because of my age (38), the doctor recommended a detailed ultrsound with a perinatologist, to make sure everything was good. We had the ultrasound, and learned that we were having another little boy! The baby looked completely healthy, although the doctor could not get a clear picture of his hands and feet. He asked us to comeback in two weeks, to peek at the hands and feet. Two weeks later, while Rich, Cory and Taylor were on the twins' 8th grade trip to Washington D.C., I went to the ultrasound with Bekah and Chandler. The doctor announced that he was concerned that the baby's feet were turned in. Once again, he had his little arms bent at the elbows with his hands in fists under his chin. I was numb with fear for our baby's life and health. Every four weeks, we repeated the ultrasound, and always saw the same picture. I felt much less movement from the baby than I had in my previous pregnancies. I was worried, but tried to enjoy the pregnancy and enjoy every day I had with him, hoping that he would survive. On October 21, 2010, 3 weeks before his due date, Landon Parker arrived, weighing 6lbs 5 oz. He was adorable, and Rich, Bekah and Mom were there with me for the birth. Bekah got to cut the cord! He had apgar scores of 8 and 9, and was breathing well. All of us (Dad, Mom, Rich, Bekah, Cory,Taylor, Chandler and I) got to hold him, before they took him to the NICU to be checked. We were in love, and our journey with little Landon had begun.
