Yep. My birthday is tomorrow. Last year, on my birthday, we spent a pretty sleepless night at the hospital with Rachel. The LAST night in the hospital in the NICU. Done. That next beautiful sunny morning on the 21st, we drove home as fast as we could (10 over the speed limit). I think we were afraid that if we drove too slow or even made a small stop, that the hospital would call and tell us that they made a mistake and that we needed to return Rachel to them. I think if they would have told us that we would have skipped out of town. My family waiting back home, who were in town to visit and didn't know that Rachel would be coming home that weekend (neither did we), would be left wondering what happened to us!
Time keeps moving along at a quick pace. Too many changes and many more to come. I sometimes wonder when we'll get a time to breath and just maybe get bored. The changes with Rachel have been the best out of everything. She's still a small little peanut but she acts likes she is a teenager sometimes. I'm telling you, you better get her her dinner A-SAP or she will yell at you like she's starving!
At our special play group play date, changes could also be seen. Little boys are growing up and lifting their heads like pros. Learning to steady themselves on their fannies and sit up straight. Rachel has no idea what she's in for once they start crawling.
There is so much more I want to talk about but I cannot at this time. There isn't anything life threatening going on so don't worry about us. I just can't wait until I can spill the beans and that is why I've been avoiding really writing anything on this blog. It's easier to avoid than to dance around stuff.