2:00 am

I guess by the title of the post you can see how being tired either aids in your creativity....or in my case depletes it.

I had to take a few minutes to write though. I make no promises about the spelling or clarity though (forgive me :).

As Chris said, today was our last day to be at the hospital. It was tough moving out. There is that part of my brain that said "wait! you are leaving behind half of your family". Luckily, the other half (might I call this half the less emotional and more rational half) says "those boys are in the best care exactly where they are. Plus, it is actually 15 minutes away no matter how you look at it: it took/takes me 15 minutes to slowly make my way from the second floor to the NICU, and now it takes 15 minutes to go from any place in my house to the hospital....maybe less depending on who is driving :)".

It really is amazing to me to see how wonderful everyone has been with all of this. I have to just "thank" or recognize some people:

Thank you to the Grandparents. Wow! They are already the best. Both "sets" of grandparents have been so helpful and loving. They have continued to model what it means to be selfless when you have children. They have helped in every way manageable. They already love their grandsons so much....we just know it!

Thank you to the Aunts/Uncles. Man..they are just the best! Uncle Aaron brought the boys a sweet little bear for to keep them company when we are all not able to be there. Phlip and Tiffany have gone above and beyond..helping in so many ways (even by helping to remodel a bathroom) even thought they themselves have a newborn. The little treats that Tiffany has brought to the hospital have been lifesavers!!!!! And tonight Uncle Scott got to meet the boys for the first time after he himself had a super busy weekend (graduation, moving, etc.). I know that he will be great with Sullivan and Cam.

Thank you to the friends and neighbors. We had a visit from some neighbors tonight who brought some fruit salad (yum!). They kept saying "we don't want to bother you". What they dont realize is how much I loved showing off our pictures, re-telling the "story", and bragging about our boys. It gave me energy that I needed at that moment. Their visit was a needed pick-me-up.

I have to say that as I type this it is very nice to be home in the same bed as Chris. The hospital accomodations are nice, but the hospital bed/couch thing was getting old.