Mazal Tov

This has been the hardest post I’ve ever had to write. I’ve written and rewritten this paragraph over and over and yet it still does not feel right. The problem is there are no words to accurately describe how I feel. The last few weeks have been amazing, life-altering, a blur. In this case, words can do no justice for what I’m feeling.

On January 19^th, Aviva and I gave birth to two beautiful babies, a boy and a girl. Thankfully, both Oscar and Hindy are healthy, beautiful babies. Oscar was born first, weighing 6 pounds and 8 ounces. He looks like his father, a thin face, bright eyes, a nice Jewish nose. Two minutes later, his adorable sister was born, an exact image of her mother. Hindy was 6 pounds 1 ounce, a healthy round face with a full head of hair.

Aviva quickly added motherhood to the many talents and jobs she does amazingly. I’m blown away by the knowledge and ease she has in taking care of her two babies. Me, I’m still learning on the job but loving every minute of it. Nine months ago we weren’t even sure where I would be by the time the babies were born. We joked that we would each be wheeled out of the hospital carrying a baby. Instead, we were blessed to have Hindy and Oscar come four months after my transplant, just when I am starting to feel like my old self. Their birth culminates the most amazing year of my life with another life-altering experience that will hopefully usher in a life of health and happiness for all of us.