It was the evening of the 4th of July. The Cutlers, matt, and some of Jill's family came to hang out, watch some fireworks, and see a movie projected "theater style" onto the garage. Bryan and his date joined us later on...and they actually ended up being the only ones, besides me, to make it to the end of the movie. They helped me clean up and I got to bed around 1:30 am...which brings us to around 3:30am when I was in the deep slumber spoken of. Jill's voice came from the other room saying, "I think my water broke..." with the tone of simply asking for some toilet paper.
With a jump I was up and ordering Jill down to slow the flow of that h-2-0. It was happening so fast--all Hollywood style--throwing the items in a bag not knowing if this was the real thing or not. Well we got it all packed in waddled down the stairs and into the car.
There couldn't have been a better time to be cruising down the freeway...all lanes were clear, just for us. Speeding along I was slightly hoping for the token pull over by some police officer. Just so I could get the police escort. Sadly my wish was not granted, but we did make it to the hospital in record time.
The doctor decided that we should not try to prevent contractions at this point with the water broke. So they admitted her and we were told that it could be hours or days again...like we had heard many times before. While being monitored everything looked good and I was preparing to go home around 1:00 PM. Then the hard contractions started-- REALLY HARD...jill told me--through her screaming--actually it was pretty obvious that she was in a lot more pain than she had been in with her usual contractions...I have the marks on my arm to prove it.
Then the fun started...

Around 3:00 PM - Jill, finally smiling again after the epidural was administered. Me Smiling because the boys were on their way.
At 4:30 PM Jill was wheeled off with me by her side to the O.R. In quiet and happy anticipation for the little ones to arrive.
Jill did GREAT!!! I was so impressed with her courage--seriously--she really worked very hard--in cooperation with their mother the boys made a "No C-Section" situation a reality...They all made dad extremely proud. At 4:48 pm July 5, 2008...Baby A was born. At 3 lbs 11 oz 17 inches long. 2 minutes later Little brother, baby b came too at 4lbs & 18 inches long. The doctors cleared the scales to weigh him again because it, "just wasn't possible for him to weigh that much." Expect the impossible with these little studs!

Baby A and I hanging out for the first time

Mom and Dad with our little boy - Baby B

Mom and Dad with our little boy - Baby A

Baby A is a fighter working to breath on his own--he finally did today and was taken off of the ventilator. Good job buddy!

Baby B - Our darker brother, although the second to come out - continues to be the bigger brother at 4lbs. Also off his ventilator earlier today-keep it up studly! Both came off 2 days earlier than expected!

Here is my wedding ring next to the hand of our little baby A
Both are doing well and will continue to stay in the NICU.
The next step in our journey has begun. We are so grateful to have been entrusted with these little ones...they are the awesomest and as parents we could not be prouder. We thank everyone for your prayers, support, love, and for everything that has been done for us. We look forward to bringing them home for lots of cuddling, loving, and spoiling to be done! But not before they get some names...wish us luck!








