Okay, so how many different ways can I document my daily routine? Got up. Pumped. Got dressed. Ate. Stuffed frozen milk in a cooler. Got kisses from the boys. Said goodbye. Said goodbye some more. More kisses. Said goodbye one more time. Drove to hospital. Pumped. Woke up munchkin at 11:45. Changed diaper. Detangled wires….
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Daddy’s A What?!
Here I sit in my favorite (*gag*) waiting room, shut out of NICU once again for a surgery, bored, but grateful it’s not for Elijah. Two TVs are blaring sports and trash TV. Really, I couldn’t be less interested that you don’t know who the father is. Might as well use this time to write an…
The Elijah Cannon: Part 4, Treatment Begins
I was amazed by the size of the CHOA Egleston NICU, the quietness of it, the professionalism, and the hosptality. We could tell immediately that they had “it” figured out here. They understood that the experience was more than a baby in a bed – that each baby comes with a family, and each family…
Here we go a waffling
Today has been a fairly typical day. I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep. Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…
Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
I snagged a couple windows of opportunity to dress the boys before breakfast this morning (obviously taking the huge risk that they will soil them beyond recognition by meal’s end). I jumped into some sweats and slippers before Ian’s turkey sandwich requests turned riotous. After the three of us finished a lunchy breakfast, I thought aloud,…
S.A.H.M. Hill 