If I had time I would write a long post about how completely insane my life is right now. I don’t have the time and I doubt I’ll have it for quite some time as the insanity level will be increased ever so slightly more tomorrow.
Sunday, James and I headed home from Minneapolis with Megan and Lauren. I did the unthinkable (for me) and left one of my girls in the hospital. Katie had an apnea spell (where she stopped breathing for more than 20 seconds and it took a touch from a nurse to get her to start breathing again) on Friday night. Because of that unexpected breathing escapade she bought herself 5 more days in the hospital for observation.
I had no other choice but to come home. My mom had used up all of her family medical leave time and was headed back to work on Monday, so there was no one around to watch the elder girls. Also, James’ parents had dropped him off at the hospital on Wednesday night expecting that Katie would be ready to come home by the end of the weekend (he left the minivan with me in Minneapolis and we needed to drive back together in 1 vehicle so someone could watch the girls). So home I went, my face rubbed raw by tissues that could easily pass for sandpaper.
When we walked through the door Emma and Abby were so transfixed by their 2 sisters that they didn’t realize I had also walked through the door. Once it was pointed out that I was standing there Abby let out a huge shriek and came running for me. I grunted as I lifted her up for a hug and a kiss forgetting what it was like carry around her 32 pound body.
Tomorrow we’re packing Megan and Lauren up in the minivan once again when we head down to Minneapolis to complete their set. Fear is setting in as I’ve had a week to get used to feeding 2 babies at the same time. Getting used to is being used quite liberally as I struggle through back pain from my spinal to feed them their bottles. I have no idea how I will add one more into the mix.
Insanity times 5. Send help. Preferably free help.
