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Here are some pictures for everyone to enjoy...and I wont even bore you w/ a lot of writing :-)

Weight Check

Just wanted to pass on the good news from our dr. appointment today. Evan gained 7 oz this past week and is now 5lb 12 oz just 2 oz away from his birth weight....Way to go Evan. Little Miss Taryn who is to not be out done by her brother gained 8oz...and is now 5lb 4.6 oz...which surpasses her birth weight...Way to go Sweet Pea :-) I am so proud of them. They are doing so great and are eating like champs. We will continue to supplement them w/ 3 oz of formula a day at least until their 4 week check up. We need these babies to gain some weight so they can fit into their clothes. They are so tiny most of the thing we have for them are way too big but they are getting there and they are doing great.

2 Weeks Old (Tomorrow)

I can hardly believe that 2 weeks have gone by since our little bundles have joined our family. Each day seems to present new challenges but we continue to work through them. The babies are awesome and adjusting well to their new world. They had their first peads appointment on Friday and were once again given a clean bill of health. Their weight had dropped a bit more since discharge so we were told to supplement them w/ formula (boo) but o'well it is best that they gain weight and are healthy. We are using a syringe to give them their 1 oz of formula 3 x a day. Evan has taken to it well but Taryn usually spits most of hers out LOL. I am happy to say that both of them seem to prefer breast milk. They had a weight check on Monday and Taryn had gained 4 oz in just 3 days YIPPEE and Evan gained 2 oz. It was hard for me to believe that Evan gained less then Taryn as he is a little piggy....always wanting to eat and never seeming satisfied we have actually been giving him a little more then the dr. prescribed 3 oz of formula just to try to satisfy his growing appetite.

They are currently enjoying the never ending love they are receiving from their Grandma and Grandpa who came to visit them. They have been here since Easter Sunday and unfortunately are leaving this Friday :-( but it has been so much fun having them here and sharing little Evan and Taryn w/ them.

Personally I am doing well and adjusting to my new life. It has been hard and wonderful all at the same time. I feel much better and have managed to get some rest here and there. Thankfully Chad is a full up hands-on Dad and has been a huge help. I am not sure how things are going to go once he goes back to work but I sure have enjoyed having him home and his extra hands have been greatly appreciated. He has done so well and so much to take care of me and that babies. I am also happy to report that I only have 8lbs to go to be back to my pre-pregnancy weight...of course now I am wondering how long it will be to loose that last 8...but to be this close just 2 weeks after giving birth...I am excited about that :-).

Thank you to everyone for all your kind words and support and love that you share w/ us...it has been so great to hear from everyone and to share our joy w/ you and vise versa.

Here are some more pictures because I know that is all anyone wants anyway are pictures, pictures and more pictures :-)

Our Birth Story: Dad's Perspective

(Dad's Disclaimer: this is a long post...what can I say...I love my family!)

Anytime you have anything going on around the first of April, it never fails that the old adage of April Fools jokes come into play...and so when it involves birth, one can only imagine how hard it is to convince others that you are not joking...babies are actually coming (more on that later)! So, for us, April 1st was to be a day in which we had our last scheduled Dr Appt with Dr. Shirley followed by a trip to the Olive Garden for a "Last Supper" prior to Friday's (Apr 3rd) planned induction date. You'd think this "late" into the pregancy we'd have been prep'd for the "go to the hospital call" (and in most every respect we truly were)...but we honestly didn't feel that we'd hear those words at our appt...Gena's contractions up to that point had never stayed consistent for any amount of time and never were closer than 7 minutes. As our appt finished up and Dr. Shirley pondered the decision, she looked at both of us a few times and then said "I want you to go to the Hospital." Today? Yep, today. "What did you guys have planned this evening?"...to which we replied with our Olive Garden plans. "Yeah, you need to get something quicker and get over to the hospital." Wow, this is really happening...and now :-) So off we went in an organized scurry to Chic-fil-a for a protein-laden grilled chicken sandwich...and then home to do some final packing before heading off to the hospital. While we were on the road, we made the phone calls to our parents to let them know we were on the way. Mom-Tutt having already played an April Fool's joke on Dad-Tutt, the call to them was comical at first because she thought we were playing the joke back on them..."Okay then, mom"...I said, "we'll just send you pictures of the little ones and maybe you'll believe us :-)! No doubt that we were flooded with a wave of prayers as we drove to the hospital. As a husband and father, I was glad that I did not have to do one of those mad-dashes to the hospital because my wife was about to give birth any second. Our trip was rather peaceful and every bit surreal.

We arrived at the Women's clinic at Houston Medical Center here in Warner Robins just a few ticks before 6pm on the 1 Apr. First stop was the registration desk, where we tackled 30 more minutes of paperwork...this time mostly for the babies. After reading, signing, and reading-and-signing some more, we were directed around to the side of the waiting area and met by our nurse, Kyra.

Passing the nurses station on the way to our room, you'd have thought we were from another planet with all the looks and stares we were getting...well, that Gena was getting. And maybe it's that a mom who is carrying twins and made it to 38 weeks and wants to deliver naturally isn't from this "planet."...a rare trifecta that definitely had the entire medical staff's attention and interest. For me, though, that very notion actually made sense but in a different way....my Gena isn't from this planet...but rather an angel sent from Heaven who is a such an amazing person in every way possible. And it was never really surprising to me at how amazing she did throughout the pregnancy.

It was more administrivia as we got settled into the room...Kyra took some initial vital signs and setup the monitors to get an idea of how the little angels were doing. From that point on, we were under what would turn out to be quite a grueling schedule of monitoring...30 minutes on the monitors (which meant Gena had to be in the bed) and 30 minutes off (cleared to move about the room as desired.) Our Doula, Wilma, arrived about 30 minutes after we got checked into our room. And so began the “official” laboring process…official because we were at the hospital. Gena being 5cm, we had preferred to continue to labor at home…but we trusted in Doctor Shirley’s medical opinion and faithfully followed her guidance.

You know, it’s a neat thing when people are so interested in your situation and care when it’s so genuine…and it truly was with Kyra, our head nurse. She joked with us about “what took so long” for us to get there…and we soon found out that her shift ended at 7pm….which meant she only had an hour with us before she was tohandoff to the night shift. So just after 7pm, Kyra said her goodbyes with some sadness about missing out on the birth of the twins…and we were now under the care of Leslie and Karen. Over the course of the next 5 hours leading up to midnight, I helped Gena go through many of the “helping” techniques that we learned in our classes with Wilma. We had soothing music playing, the lights down low, and fragrant oils which all gave the room as soothing a feel as a hospital room can be (which in principle isn’t much, as we all know.) By midnight, Gena was 7cm and handling everything very well as far as the pain went...as time went on, the pain never got the best of her; it was the fatigue that continued to pile up as she entered the double-digit hour mark of the laboring process.

That is, of course, after having had little sleep almost every night for the previous weeks leading up to the big day. All to be expected when a party of TWO is literally throwing a party in your belly J . 2-3AM seemed to be Evan and Taryn’s “agreed-upon” time to party like it’s 2009!!

For those who have kept up with us on the blog, you know how much we think of Dr. Shirley…how blessed we are to have been under her care for Gena’s pregnancy. And, well, I have to say that I was extremely humbled and wowed by her dedication to Gena and her efforts to provide personalized and exceptional care. While she may have done it for other patients too, she spent the night at the hospital just so she could be close at hand…Doc was awesome.

And as the sun started to come up and the 7AM hour approached, 7cm was still the count…through the wee hours of the morning we had tried everything we could to get things to progress further for Gena. And while there would be moments of “hope” and shades of progress on the monitors, things seemed to be in a holding pattern. So Doc Shirley stopped by and said that she would give things until lunchtime and check back with us to see where Gena was at. 7AM also meant that Leslie and Karen were headed off shift….and Kyra was back with us again J She had a really big smile on her face, knowing that she hadn’t missed out on the big occasion!As the hours rolled on, I watched in amazement as Gena battled the fatigue as best as she could…as best as anyone could. With each passing hour, I had a newfound respect for the laboring process and ever-growing admiration of my wife for all that she was enduring as our miracles neared their arrival. It’s baffling to me, both on a medical/physical standpoint and a logical level that laboring moms are placed on an ice-chips only “diet.” A few hours…okay…but for 10…12…18….20+….are you kidding me? I don’t find much sense in having someone essentially “fast” while they are going through one of the most, if not THE most, painful and draining events of a lifetime. No wonder it doesn’t take long to get tired…you’ve got a full “belly” on top of an empty stomach. My efforts to combat this logic-defying hospital procedure are “classified” in case any of the hospital staff finds their way to our blog J (but I can tell you in person when I see you next.) Arlene had arrived a couple of hours before lunch to be there for the birth time. I checked with Gena and then got her back to the room to spend some time with us before Doctor Shirley was to return.

As the lunch hours approached, Doc returned at about 1pm to see where things stood. Our status was: Mom: Tired; Evan and Taryn: Good. In an effort to get things going,

Doc Shirley decided to drain the water out of little Taryn’s pool; and gave Gena some pitosin on top of that. It sure didn’t take long for things to start moving along. As prescribed, the contractions started coming more often and with far greater intensity. Knowing what was ahead, Gena made the request for the epidural…and I just gave her my support and said that I thought she was doing the best thing at that point. She had labored wonderfully and battled fatigue so valiantly for so many hours. At a time when I knew it was best to be at her side, it was so hard for me to be asked to leave the room while they got the epidural going. Those were some tough minutes for me just waiting outside…praying for my bride and our two angels was all I could do to keep my mind occupied. What seemed like an hour later, I was allowed back in the room…told as I entered that the epi had gone well. I turned the corner and saw Gena…far more relaxed and peaceful. Over the next two hoursGena continued to progress…and though fatigue was still squarely weighing on her, she was managing things better than before due to the help with the epi. 4:45PM showed on the clock and I went out to the waiting room…it was the agreed upon time that I would give Arlene an update…and all I had was that things were moving along but there was no definites yet. We exchanged a hug and she departed as she was stopping by our house to tend to Nash and Teebo and then heading home to get ready for work the next day.

As I passed the nurses station during my return to the room, Kyra saw me and held up both hands indicating the number “10”…and smiled as she dialed a number on the phone….10cm!!...and she was calling Dr. Shirley. It being 5PM, Doc had asked Kyra if she had time to see her last two patients…to which Kyra replied “I can see Taryn’s head!”

I scurried to the room and Gena gave me the “10” notification as well. ….it was only a matter of time now. In a matter of minutes, it was as if the subway had stopped outside our door as a flood of people entered the room and began setting things up for the final delivery. In no time at all, there were two teams of nurses ready…overseen by Pediatrician Dr. Blevins. Kyra was the head nurse and was aided by Pam, a chief RN from the nursery….and of course, Dr. Shirley. With Taryn well down the birth canal and crowning, Doc coached with each contraction on monitor. I stood at Gena’s right side, and got to touch Taryn’s little head when it was first visible. There were strands of beautiful hair. And with each contraction and push, I watched our little angel “inch” closer to the world. It was an absolutely amazing experience. And with Gena’s and Doc’s efforts, at5:57PM our beautiful Taryn arrived to this world. What a surreal and simply unexplicably amazing experience to see her! And as her shoulders became visibile, Doc looked at me and said “Well go get your baby Dad!” …and I reached down, clinched Taryn below her shoulders, and pulled her out. I’ll never forget that moment of seeing her little face and bringing her out and up onto Gena’s belly. I was quickly handed thescissors and cut her cord. Already wanting to help her Daddy and in an action all her own, Taryn reached up her right hand and grabbed onto the scissors as if to help me cut her way to freedom.

Some 30 seconds later, as Taryn was being whisked over to the warmer under the care of Dr. Blevin and Nurse-Team #1, there it was…the sound so beautiful and heart-warming….her cry. It brought tears to our eyes and Gena and I gazed at each other and silently agreed with a nod about the miracle that had just been realized. I will never forget that moment…my ears had finally heard what I had longed and hoped for for so many years and it resonated in my heart like a beautiful symphony. You talk about seeing God’s wonder firsthand…it doesn’t get any more real or clear than that!

As they cared for Taryn, there was still work to be done :-) Quickly, the ultrasound monitor was swung into place to get a picture of what Evan was doing. It had been our prayer all along that Evan would follow Taryn and move from his transverse orientation to a head-down position once Taryn cleared the way so he could be delivered naturally as well. It only took five seconds and Doc Shirley shouted out to the room with elation “We have a head!!” You’d a thought someone had just won the lottery based on the chear that was let out by the 16 people that were in the room. Evan dropped quickly and the contractions and pushing resumed. I saw and got to touch his little head as he neared the world…and just 10 minutes after his sister, there was Evan making his arrival. As with Taryn, I got to reach down once his shoulders were clear and pull him out and up onto Gena’s stomach. He was a beautiful boy!! Once again, an image and moment I will never forget. A pro at this point and needing no assistance as I did with TarynJ, I cut Evan’s cord and off he went to Nurse-Team #2. His cry filledthe room within seconds and it didn’t take long before his sister and he were doing “sound checks” in stereo surround sound. After a couple of minutes with Gena and assuring that she was doing okay, I left Doc to her work of caring for Gena and I went and checked on our little twangels. It was a cycle of nurses and events as they were checked, cleaned, diapered, and warmed. Everything was checking out wonderfully and Dr. Blevins gave them a clean bill of health…music to our ears.

With Evan and Taryn settling, I focused on Gena…as there were some medical complications she was experiencing post-delivery. The excitement of the births was tamed by the situation she faced. And I said silent prayers as Doc Shirley continued to work diligently to shore things up for Gena. Within an hour, Gena was stabilized…and the “crowd” in the room had dwindled down to just a few. The 7PM hour had come and Kyra was handing duties back to a now-elated Leslie and Karen. They were sad they had just missed the big event, but happy to be back as our caregivers. Gena was resting and the remaining nurse was finishing up things with Evan. After being assured that things were okay for Gena for the time being, I wheeled little Taryn to the nursery in his bassinette…for his official tests, measurements and first bath. 20 minutes later, I went back and brought Evan over to the nursery. After a nice bath (which they both tolerated extremely well) and some time suntanning under the incubaters to bring their body temps backup, I was able to wheel them back to our room for their first feeding.

We’d end up spending another 40 hours at the hospital…mainly focused on Gena’s recovery and also for Taryn to complete some monitoring due to her birth weight. Some of the creature comforts of local cuisine (Atlanta Bread Company, Chic-fil-a, Cold Stone Creamery) helped to offset the hospital food and brighten us up until we could get home. While a shower helped, the thought of our own bed and the comfort of our home was so inviting and calling our name.

Our children are simply amazing…beautiful in every right. But I must say….talk about a new appreciation and love for my wife….Having labored for more than 24 hours, birthed twins, tackled an “are-you-kidding-me-ice-chips-only-diet”, endured a blood transfusion, and successfully passed some 30 hours of wearing every type of monitoring device I think the hospital possibly had….Gena was amazing; she personifies the word “MOM” in a way few can….if LOVE itself has an earthly-personification, in every way it is truly to whom I am married.

So at approximately 2PM on Saturday, 4 April, we gathered our items and discharge papers and headed to the car. Filling the for-so-long empty car seats with the most precious cargo ever imaginable, we made the tear-filled 15 minute drive home...as the 4 Tutts.

The care at Houston Medical Center was absolutely top notch! We had awesome doctors and RNs taking care of us from the moment we arrived until the moment we stepped out the door. To the following team, we gave our prayers and owe a lifetime of gratitude:

OB: Dr. Victoria Shirley

Pediatrician: Dr. Blevins and Dr. Stewart

Head Nurse: Kyra

L/D Nurses: Leslie, Karen, Tanya, Akila

Nursery Nurses: Danielle, Linda, Patty

Doula: Wilma Matos

What a bookmark in a beautiful journey! We love our Evan and Taryn.

Our Birth Story: Mom's Perspective

With us being a week removed from the twins birthday I felt I should share our birth story before we get too much further away and I start forgetting all the little details. Of course we are already in danger of that w/ the little bit of sleep we have been operating on ever since last Wednesday.

Wed April 1st I had a routine OB appointment which was my 38 week check. During my exam we found out that I was 5 cm dilated and 90% effaced...Dr. Shirley told us we needed to go to the hospital. We got permission from her to detour for dinner on our way. So after a quick drive thru Chick Fila and a stop by the house to take a shower and finish packing our bags we headed to the hospital at around 5:30. Needless to say we really we not expecting to end up at the hospital that evening...our to-d0 list still had many uncompleted items on them and our bags were not completely packed. I had been having contractions on and off all week but they never seemed to intensify or get closer than 7 min apart so I figured I would make it to our induction date of April 3.

When we arrived at the hospital the nurses were ready for us as the dr. had called ahead to let them know we were on our way. They were all excited to see the pregnant girl who made it to 38 weeks w/ twins...I guess I did not realize it was that big of a deal but everyone was staring at us as we passed the nurses station. We got checked into our room and set in for a long evening of labor. Of course we did not know at the time just how long it was going to be. I think it was a total of 27 hours from the time Dr. Shirley told us to go to the hospital until little Taryn was born. 24 of those hours I labored naturally but in the 11th hour (well actually the 24th hour) I was exhausted and just needed to rest. The first 24 hours were exhausting as they insisted on monitoring me every 30 min for 30 min...so that meant 3o min in bed and then up for 30 min doing things to try to help encourage the labor or at least keep it from stalling. But to no avail by midnight I was 7 cm and at 8:30 a.m. I was still at 7 cm. I could tell my labor was not progressing as the contractions were not increasing in intensity or timeliness. It was very discouraging for me and the more time that passed the more frustrated w/ the lack of cooperation my body was giving me. Dr. Shirley had come by that morning before she headed to her office and said if I had not progressed by lunch time she would break my water and as the clock inched that direction I knew that intervention was inevitable which also knew for me that I was done doing it the natural way. At about 1:30pm Dr. Shirley came in and broke my water and administered pitocin. I told her she might as well order my epidural too because I was done. I was so exhausted from being up and down all night and morning long. I just needed to rest. I kept thinking how in the world am I going to push 2 babies out when I can hardly keep my eyes open. I was tired, thirsty, hungry, and mentally and physically drained. I knew at that point that there really was no other option for me. I felt bad and struggled w/ actually getting the epidural but Chad and I both agreed it was the right decision and I was so glad that I was able to make it when I did. Somewhere around 3:00 the anesthesiologist came in and life was suddenly good again. I spent the next few hours just resting. Around 5:00 the nurse came in to check on me and told me to let them know if I started to feel any pressure. I am not sure how I was supposed to know if I felt pressure as I could not feel a thing. However, I did tell her that there might be some pressure but I really could not tell. So to be on the safe side she decided to check me and as soon as she lifted the sheet she could see Taryn's head crowning. The nurse quickly got on the phone to call Dr. Shirley to the hospital and as well all know now w/ in the hour Taryn was born and 10 min later little Evan joined us.

The entire birthing process was amazing. The delivery room was light and filled w/ great joy from the entire medical staff and of course Chad and I. The seconds before Taryn was born Dr. Shirley told me to listen and then there it was the sweet cry of Taryn's little voice. For me it was instant tears...I just could not believe it after all this time here she was our perfect little girl was laying on my chest taking her first breaths of life. Dr. Shirley allowed Chad to actually pull both babies out after she freed the shoulders. Of course for us there was no time to get wrapped in this one moment as we had another little one to bring into this world. The medical staff quickly pulled out the ultrasound machine to check on Evan's position as Evan was laying across my abdomen we need him to turn head down in order to not complicate his birth and fortunately for us he did...as soon as they could confirm that he turned head down the entire room broke into cheers...that was a really neat moment too. And then just a few pushes and 10 min later I had the sweetest little boy laying on my stomach taking his first breaths...I could not believe it...It was something beyond anything I could really express into words but it was a very blessed moment filled w/ so much love and excitement...all Chad and I could do was smile and giggle at each other over the amazing blessing and miracle we had just witnessed together.

Unfortunately things kind of turned just a bit for us after the birth of the twins....when my placenta was delivered it did not all come out and I ended up w/ excessive blood loss and ended up needing a blood transfusion. Which it in itself is not all that bad...but the bad part was how I felt. I was already exhausted but that pushed me over the edge and I felt so sick for the next several days...just completely lacking energy and strength. The constant monitoring and interruption at the hospital did not help in my recovery either. The hardest thing for me was trying to find the energy necessary to take care of the babies all the while trying to recover and feel better. It felt very much like an uphill battle there for a couple of days. Thankfully all is well now and I am starting to feel more and more like myself.

The twins are beautiful and healthy and Chad and I could not be more thrilled. We received excellent care at the hospital but are so happy to be home as we try to settle into our new life w/ our bundles of joy

Much Love to everyone

Gena, Chad, Evan and Taryn

One-Week Birthday

Just a handful of hours ago this time last week, our precious Evan and Taryn arrived in this world. Today is their one-week birthday and the celebration continues. We've absolutely cherished every single second of their little lives and they have brought such joy and love to our family. God's wonder and grandeur sure is evidenced on their unbelievably beautiful faces and in their sweet little souls. We soak up every single minute...every facial expression....and even every tone in their cry. While sleep has a new and relative meaning for us :-) ....LIFE sure has a newfound depth of love, meaning, and amazement with the addition of our Evan and Taryn to the family. It's a fun "scramble" during the 2 or 3 hours between feedings to get "things" done...sleep, house chores, or whatever else. We know in time that "clock" will expand, and thus work to capture every moment as bookmarks in a wonderous journey.

Evan and Taryn had their third visitors today...Marilyn and Meghan; they have followed Mike and Dale Talley and their Aunt Marva. We'll welcome in Mom and Dad Sutt on Sunday and then have a steady flow of family for the following 4-5 weeks. It's going to be great to have them in and let them meet Evan and Taryn firsthand! And with every visitor comes the chance for them to jot a note or two to the twins in each of their baby books....which will be a special momento to them in the years to come. We've also been working on the birth announcements...they are due to hit the mail by next Monday so be sure to check your mailbox starting late next week!

Gena and I are having a great time with our new camera in trying to freeze some of the best moments. It's great to share them with everyone, and we'll include some as often as we can. There are a few from the last couple of days below. We continue to thank you for your love, support, and prayers and ask God that He bless you in the ways you have blessed our family.

Home Sweet Home

Evan, Taryn, and Gena are all doing well and our little Twangels continue to settle in and adjust to their new and far less-liquid worlds. A little distraught that their "swimming pools" were taken away, they are finding happiness in our arms and comfort in our care.

Today was their first try at their Fisher-Price Zen swing, and they both like it a lot...Evan particularly enjoys the nature sounds and waterfall that play while he swings to and fro. They both are enjoying their bouncies and can continue to pick up on each others' presence (guess being "roommates" for 9 months sure would help that :-) ) Having thought I had installed it just in the living room, I am finding that we now have surround sound in every room of the house. It's funny, cute, and very attention-getting when they tandem-cry; one time, it seemed like they were competing with each other to see who could be louder...gosh, competing for first place attention already :-) Nash and Teebo continue their investigation of the new arrivals. For them, it's clear something is up and there are changes going on. The funny thing for Gena and I is to see how the perspective of the little ones has changed Nash and Teebo overnight as far as size. With how little our Evan and Taryn are, it makes Nash and Teebo seem HUGE...it's like they packed on 10lbs each overnight! Had a great meal brought to us by some good friends...and it always tastes better when you don't have to make it!

Just a minute-by-minute beautiful journey with our miracles...and we thank you for your prayers, love and support. This little team of two sure is a gift from God and they send their little love to you. Here are a couple of snapshots from today:

We're Home

Hi to everyone; Evan, Taryn and Gena all cleared their tests and checkups which allowed us to clear the discharge process and head home. What a surreal feeling loading up those two carseats (Taryn with her Pretty in Pink and Evan with his all-baby-blue...see below) and making the 15 minute drive home from the hospital. What a beautiful and amazing reality...lots of tears of happiness as we carried our angels home. We are settling in now and getting things going. We have no clocks in our house anymore, as our two little ones work to define their schedules and make their needs known. Gena continues to be simply amazing and is a wonderful mom to our Evan and Taryn. We'll keep this one short because there is so much to tend to. But we'll also keep the updates flowing so check back with us as often as you like. Thank you so much for continued love and prayers and support...they are treasured and mean so much to us. Just wanted to let everyone know that we were home safely.

Love

Chad, Gena, Evan, Taryn (and Nash and Teebo too)

Pictures for a thousand WOWs

"Wow" is the word of the day...and "Amazing" is its exponential notation. We'll sum up the last two days in a later post once many of the emotions have become explicable...for now, we'll just send the pictures and say that it was a day surrounded and orchestrated by God...the result of which was two beautiful little angels that are teammates for life. May they serve Him and bless you in the ways your love, support, and prayers have blessed them and us. Keep with us...we'll post more soon.

EVAN REECE TUTTLE

Hi Everyone! Evan here. Thank you so much for your love, support, thoughts and prayers. I'm and angel of God who is now in the arms and care of my mommie and daddie. I arrived in an agreed-upon "second place", loving, ladies-first amazing fashion with the following (and wonderful little-manly) statlines:

April 2, 2009

6:07 PM (10 minutes behind my sis)

Houston Medical Center

5lbs 14oz

19.25" long

Brown hair

Here are a few of my best shots:

Thank you with all the little love I have; and may God bless you in the ways you have blessed me.

TARYN GRACE TUTTLE

Hi Everyone! Taryn here. Thank you so much for your love, support, thoughts and prayers. I'm and angel of God who is now in the arms and care of my mommie and daddie. I arrived in beautiful fashion with the following (and wonderfully-petite) statlines:

April 2, 2009

5:57 PM

Houston Medical Center

5lbs 3.8oz

18.5" long

Strawberry blonde hair (red in the making :-) )

Not shy of the camera, here are some of my best shots:

With all my little love...and may God bless you in the ways that you have blessed me.