Yesterday, Sunday, we got a shot in the arm as Kristen was able to come home. So on Monday morning, for the first time since January 6th, Kristen was able to wake up in her own bed.
With her leaving the hospital, it meant we had to leave the triplets in their little rooms at the NICU. The drive home was a wave of emotions: on the one hand, Kristen was coming home. On the other hand, we were/are having to leave our new little lives at the hospital. Even though they didn't technically "stay" with us at the hospital, we could still just run down there whenever we wanted to to check on them and love on them. Now, being an hour and a half away, we are coming up with creative schedules to see them every day, calling at night to check on them, and getting Kristen well. Tough stuff.
I tell you what, this thing just hasn't been easy from the get go. Don't get me wrong: it has all been COMPLETELY worth it. I fall in love with those little babies all over again when I lay my eyes on them. But from how sick Kristen was, to working out the whole cross country move early, to Kristen being in the hospital/small deployment (!), to now living apart from the babies. The only thing that has given me hope/comfort many of the times is that God does have this under control. No way do I. And hopefully, this whole thing will make us all stronger as a family as we grow together. And while I know those babies are definitely in the right place right now, I can't imagine living apart from them for a couple of weeks while they are in the NICU. No good.
Please continue to pray for Kristen as she fights to get better and the babies, most importantly Lucas, who still continues to struggle a little since his crazy first day of life. Nothing crazy; he just is not taking to this thing called life as quickly as his siblings. Thanks.
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