We expected our twin daughters to be born on the 20th of November, 2008 (year of the rat) and this day is now upon us; I'm very excited indeed. There's a parallel me somewhere, waiting in his lectures for that phone call or text (what would it say?), exhausted from a week of sleepless, anxious, expectant nights... Do I wish that this parallel me was the me me? I don't think so. Depite everything, I'm so, so, so pleased that our babies were born ten weeks and six days ago and not today; I'm so happy that we've had this extra post-natal time together; a distressing time sometimes, a worrying time a lot of the time, an educational time to say the very least, but a beautiful time. I love my Violet and Ivy just the way they are.
AND, but, however... yesterday we were given some very exciting news: if Violet hasn't lost any weight by Friday, then we can go home, all four of us together at home, at last. WATCH THIS SPACE. Of course, if she does go home we'll be coming back a couple of times to change the broviac dressings, have it flushed and, perhaps next Friday, removed by her incredible surgeon.
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