This week at pick up, I noticed the first magnolia blooms. I told Nate and Alex the story of why those blooms always make me think of them... and here's the story I posted May 11, 2007.
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On the morning of Tuesday May 16 last year [2006], we went for our last ultrasound to determine whether I would need to have a c-section. Thank goodness for that ultrasound because it showed Alex's amniotic fluid was low and I needed an emergency c-section. We went straight to the hospital where the boys were born less than 8 hours later. The night of Saturday May 20, I went outside for the first time since becoming a mother. We got in the car to go home without the boys.
I cried the entire way home. To try to stop crying, I looked out the window. I noticed every magnolia tree was in bloom. First I was amazed that I had been inside so long that trees bloomed. Then I worried blooming magnolia trees would always remind me of that horrible night going home without my babies.
Yesterday I saw the first blooming magnolia trees of the season. They filled me with joy because they reminded me that a year ago, I gave birth to two amazing boys. More importantly, it reminded me I have survived the first year of twins. Instead of reminding me of bad times, I think blooming magnolias will remind me I've made it another year as a mom. I hope they also remind me to slow down and enjoy every minute because soon enough magnolias will bloom again.
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I'm too choked up to leave a comment. There's a magnolia tree right outside our bedroom window and I just noticed last night that it had started blooming. We're a little north for magnolia trees, so the blooms aren't nearly as pretty as the ones in the south, but thanks for re-posting this. Now I will look out my window and always feel strong. (Guess I wasn't too choked up after all.)
Beautiful post!
Great idea. I like the idea of reposting old posts when it fits. Sort of brings things back around again. What changes and what stays the same.
Last night I heard the first cricket of the season. I cannot hear a cricket chirp without thinking back to those first few weeks of Michael's life when I would nurse him in the dark in the middle of the night and listen to a lone cricket sing under Michael's window.
Thanks for making me cry!
On our way home from the hospital with Sophia we saw a bad car wreck happen right in front of us. Scary!
Simply lovely....the post and the poster.
Don't think I will ever see magnolias again without remembering this post, and my thankfulness for being a twin mommy, too. :)
Lovely and great idea on reposting!!
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