I was pregnant with lucy and kate for 230 days. And because they were so high risk, it was 230 days of worry, anxiety and relying completely on our faith in God and the wonderful doctors and nurses at UAB. When December 4th arrived and we had reached our due date "goal" we were completely relieved in one sense and then another level of anxiety came with the actual delivery of the babies. The memory of being wheeled down the hallway to the C-section area is burned into my brain forever. I prayed the whole time. "Lord, please don't let us lose one of the babies during delivery. Lord, if they are both special needs, please give me the patience and the knowledge to be a good mama. Lord, please help the doctor {who was my age!!} get Kate out fast since she is in the riskier position. Lord, please let those babies come out screaming." and screaming is EXACTLY what they did. AND they were perfect.