They had excellent nurses and doctors. We felt so blessed that we could be confident in the care they were receiving in the hospital.
What a happy day this was, when we got to hold both of our babies together! It was so incredible having them in my arms. Even today, I can hardly believe this is really happening. These boys are truly miracles, and we are so blessed to call them ours!
(This was actually on daddy's birthday - what a sweet gift!)
This was a special moment right here. My grandpa holding his great grandson who we named after him. He is one of my favorite men in the world - such a great guy.
See these faces? Each time we went to see the boys in the NICU, they pretty much slept the whole time. When it was time for us to go, they almost always woke up and looked at us with their big sweet eyes, as if begging us to stay. My heart broke every time we walked out the door. It was nearly impossible to leave.
This was another happy day. The day their feeding tubes came out! One step closer to coming home!
Finally, the big day was here. Our tiny babies were exactly three weeks old - I should have been 35 weeks pregnant - but instead we were bringing out little miracles HOME!!!
I was giddy, I'm not gonna lie :)
At last, Isabella could hold her baby brothers! She is in love with them.
Home never felt so good! Our prayers were answered. Our baby's were home. Our family was all together. Happy. And so thankful. This is BLISS.
Now the adventure of raising three kids under 3 begins :)