Being a Mom

The girls are just amazing us. Today I went to see them and Evangeline is in a big girl bed, she no longer needs the isolette to regulate her tempurature. Both girls have gained weight to the point that they are now their birth weight.

Neither of them have had a respiratory episode since 10/20. Evangeline passed her hearing test (Addison was too wild to be tested today :o)

The big news is that they are being moved to the step down NICU. They are doing so well that they can move now. So many things to be grateful for.

On the topic of gratitude, I am so grateful for the support of so many people and at the top of my personal list is my mother. Barb Doyle is the most amazing person I know and I am now fully realizing that as I become a mother myself. She was here with us for almost a week and I know I could have not done it without her. She clean, cooked, listened to my worries, and DROVE IN THE CHICAGOLAND. For those of you who do not know my mom, she does not drive in areas like this much less in high traffic areas where she lives. But that is what a mother does. A mother gives of herself to benefit her children. I always saw that in my mother, but now I am a card carrying member of the mother club, so it means so much more now. This all came to me as I walked from the NICU to the ER to get my wedding ring removed and this we the only time to eat so as I walked I managed to put down a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. (Long story about the ER, basically in a fit of glee that some of my swelling went down, I attempted to put my wedding ring back on, and much to my chagrin I could not get it off.) So I guess the basic thesis of this post is that being a mom involves a tight rope walk of taking care of yourself and of your children. I am in amazement of any mother that I can come into contact with, and all of this from a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

PS My mom is the most humble person I know, so do not tell her about this post as she will kill me :o)