May 31st is a special day in our household, because it is the day we brought Matt and Will home from the hospital after an extended stay of 5 weeks and 1 day. It also means that Chris and I have managed to take care of two strange and helpless beings for 365 days with only a few minor incidents. The fact that we are all still sane, alive and occasionally happy is a remarkable achievement.
The night before we brought Matt and Will home, Chris and I roomed in with the boys at the hospital. We had our own room within the nursery and could call a nurse at any time. We were responsible for feeding, diaper changes, taking temperatures, and giving medicine. In other words, we had to take care of our children. By ourselves. At a time when we would have rather been sleeping.
Those 12 hours or so were rough. At any given moment at least one baby was crying. We had never really heard the boys cry before. I remember calling for the nurse that night to ask her if something was wrong with Matt. We had gone through our routine of changing, feeding, etc. and he was still unhappy. I remember her looking at me and saying, "Well, he probably just wants to be held." And she scooped him up and he immediately stopped crying.
At this point, you're probably thinking "and they still let these idiots take TWO children home?" I know, I sometimes wonder the same thing.
The night before we brought Matt and Will home, Chris and I roomed in with the boys at the hospital. We had our own room within the nursery and could call a nurse at any time. We were responsible for feeding, diaper changes, taking temperatures, and giving medicine. In other words, we had to take care of our children. By ourselves. At a time when we would have rather been sleeping.
Those 12 hours or so were rough. At any given moment at least one baby was crying. We had never really heard the boys cry before. I remember calling for the nurse that night to ask her if something was wrong with Matt. We had gone through our routine of changing, feeding, etc. and he was still unhappy. I remember her looking at me and saying, "Well, he probably just wants to be held." And she scooped him up and he immediately stopped crying.
At this point, you're probably thinking "and they still let these idiots take TWO children home?" I know, I sometimes wonder the same thing.
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