{"id":5973,"date":"2013-05-31T07:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-31T12:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/?p=5973"},"modified":"2013-05-30T22:24:45","modified_gmt":"2013-05-31T03:24:45","slug":"vivid-memory","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/2013\/vivid-memory\/","title":{"rendered":"Vivid Memory"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">When I read this prompt at the beginning of the month I was certain I was going to write about the wreck again.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">I&#8217;ve chosen to SKIP that, you&#8217;ve read enough about ME this month and I plan on a <em>not so fun<\/em> series in September where it will fit in quite well.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">Instead I am going to write about THE TWINS.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">Surely, if you&#8217;ve been around here long enough you&#8217;ve seen reference to them.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">First off, if you do not know who they are, they are my nieces.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">THEY. ARE. NOT. MINE.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">I will sometimes refer to them as mine, and I love them like they are mine but they are very much my sister Karen&#8217;s girls.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">They will be 18 this July and that makes me want to cry tears of so many mixed emotions.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">Brittany is graduating tonight (Friday, May 31st) and her twin sister is due to have a baby sometimes in the next 5 days (give or take).<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">It seems like yesterday when my sister was pregnant with them and we knew they were going to come any day.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">She was full term and huge, after all she was carry over 12 pounds of baby.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">We&#8217;d slept at her house a few nights already but the night it happened is one I VIVIDLY remember.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">It was early in the morning, the sun wasn&#8217;t quite up yet, and my sister came into the living room where my mom and I were sleeping.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">She stepped over me to say something to Mom and was on her way back into the bedroom.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">She lifted her leg to step back over me and quickly put it down.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">Her water broke.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">ALMOST ON ME.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">The rest of morning was a whirlwind, trying to wake my stepdad up and getting to the hospital quickly AND SAFELY.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">They didn&#8217;t come right away and Little Miss Tiny Tot Mommy-to-be Alison was born 33.5 MINUTES (NOT SECONDS) after Prom Queen Brittany.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">There isn&#8217;t a thing these girls could ever do to change my opinion of them.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">I love them unconditionally.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">I&#8217;m proud of the women they have become.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">It scares me that MY own boys will be going through similar things before I can even blink.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">Here are a few of the pictures I was able to find on my hard drive. I have hundreds of pictures of them in albums and boxes, they were born BACK IN THE DAY &#8211; you remember, before digital cameras were invented.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/vividtwins.jpg\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6463\" alt=\"vividtwins\" src=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/vividtwins.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"563\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/vividtwins.jpg 500w, http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/vividtwins-266x300.jpg 266w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/div>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">And with THAT &#8212;<\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\"><\/h5>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: -webkit-auto;\">I have blogged EVERY. 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