Today was a day of goodbyes. First, Gramma and Uncle Dan came from Lancaster to take our cats home with them while we're in Texas. It's so much better than giving them to a shelter where their fate would be unknown, but it's still sad to not hear them meowing away right now. (I'm sure that I won't miss hearing a trapped cat meowing over the monitor in the boys' room though!) Luckily Gramma was able to make the drive with Uncle Dan so she could visit with her two favorite great grandkids one more time before we move to Texas.
Today was also my last day having Elise and her kids stay with us. (I must say that for a week alone with four kids, we still managed to look pretty well rested. It's an illusion though, don't let it fool you!) We made the long drive to the airport and I made the long drive home alone. I'm realizing now how quiet it is here without them, the cats and Charlie. I went from visitor overdrive to no one! I would love to relax these next few days but that's not in the cards for me - there's so much to do before we move on Thursday! Owen is coming down with an awful cold, which I'm sure Eli will get soon, and he's requiring a lot of attention, in addition to a million things on my 'to do' list... all without Charlie (who, by the way, will only be home for approximately 18 hours before we fly to Dallas).
As a side note: Blake is napping, not in timeout : )
Sunday, January 11, 2009
January 11, 2009
Saturday, September 13, 2008
September 13, 2008
We arrived at the Danbury Hospital for the last time this morning. All of the extra diapers, feeding supplies, thermometers, etc were all neatly packed in bags by the boys beds. We changed the boys out of the NICU-owned clothes and put on the boys' outfits we'd brought from home. Then we loaded them in the carseats nice and snug and onto the stroller. The doctor briefed us on final discharge details, we signed a few papers, and that was it!
We went down the hall, Beth feeling a little emotional about the significance of leaving the NICU, and got on the elevator. When we got off 10 seconds later, we had the first of what we know will be thousands of conversations that will basically start off like this... "Oh, they're adorable!" "Thanks!" "Are they twins?" "Yes, actually they are." "Awww.. are they identical?" Then we will either answer yes or no depending on our opinion at that particular moment. We laughed, knowing the woman was the honorary first of many well-meaning strangers we'll encounter as the boys grow up.
Of course, the boys missed the whole event - they were sound asleep.
Owen & Eli arrive home for the first time!
Our cats Savannah and Tibby look the future in the eye... we're not sure if they like what they saw. We know they thought the boys were cute, but we assume they also realized that they are in deep trouble.