Yesterday was a bad day. I won't go into details why. It's hard to understand if you're not around these little guys on a daily basis. Because you look at them and their plumping cheeks and little rolls forming around their thighs and think, "These kids look great! Why are they here?"
No one really prepares you for the frustrations that come AFTER all the super scary, critical stuff is behind them. Again, sorry for the lack of elaboration here, but just know yesterday was difficult. A lot of factors contributed to the difficult day. So, moving on. Today already has been better. I need to look for the bright spots in my day. In fact there was a huge bright spot yesterday evening. It started with my darling husband hanging out last night and NOT needing to rush off to work. (It will be so great when we are all at home.) The bright spot continued when my kid's angel nurse helped us get set up so I could hold all of my babies. For the first time. Ever. Tears flowed for the 5th or 6th time that day. But for once, they were joyful. I'll post that picture later. It was a moment I'll now have rooted in my heart forever.
So, whew. That was a huge bright spot. Continuing in that vane. (or is it vein? Mindy? Need your help on that one.) Here is a short list of things I'm grateful for:
Angel nurses who don't lose perspective that my babies are babies first and patients second.
The giant rice krispie treat for lunch today.
The Occupational Therapy team. I want to take them all home.
Proper baby latching!
Eating and breathing at the same time!
Sunshine in March.
My Sunshine anytime.
The Price is Right during my pumping session.
Cuddling with my hubby darling.
That's the short list. Look for our first family picture soon...