Day 8: Happy 1 week!

These pictures are from last Saturday, many people have requested the "wedding ring" photos.(Emma is the one with the CPAP)


Today Adalyn and Emma are 1 week old, praise GOD. This past week has flown by and when we take a step back and look at where we started and where we are now it is incredible. Last Thursday I woke up at 4:30am to my phone ringing, I missed the call and noticed I had missed eleven calls before this most recent one. Disoriented with sleep I called the most recent number and it was my mom saying my dad was on the way to wake me up and I had to go to the hospital. I flew out of bed and threw on clothes(for some reason a Deleeuw Lumber t-shirt was the shirt I picked for the day my daughters were born) and jumped in the car and made a call to my dad I barely remember telling him I was already on my way to the hospital. When I became fully aware of what was going on I called my mom back and asked her to pray for Abi, the twinners, and for me as I drove. I then called Abi and told her I was on my way. Upon arriving at the hospital Abi and I had little time to cry, pray, and get excited about meeting our children. As I walked into the operating room after they had gotten Abi ready it was like walking into a different world. The lights were so bright after the dark room where Abi had spent the last week and there were probably a dozen people in the room. As they started Abi's c-section I remember sitting down next to Abi and thanking GOD that we were more excited than scared. The next 20 minutes flew by as they pulled first Adalyn(To which Abi said "You were right, its a girl!), then 2 minutes later Emma out and into our lives.(Abi's tearful reaction to Emma was "No wimpy white boys!" The doctors all laughed at this, realizing Abi was from the medical field.) As we waited in the recovery room our girls were brought to the NICU. While we waited we experienced both joy over our two daughters and fear for there well being as we waited for the call that they were stable and we could go see them. Again I thanked GOD that we were more excited than afraid, I didn't want the birth of our children over shadowed by the fear of their premature birth. When we finally went to see them we were over joyed that they were alive and doing well on the vent. We began mentally preparing ourselves for the long road ahead. Now, 1 week later, we would have never guessed that our little girls would be off the vent and breathing on their own! Not a day goes by that a professional in the medical field doesn't say that Adalyn and Emma shouldn't be doing this well and most say they haven't seen progress like theirs before. GOD's hand is clearly seen in our daughters lives.

An update on the girls: Adalyn received her PICC line last night and that went fairly well.(they had to try twice) Adalyn gained 2 ounces and is up from 1 pound 10 ounces to 1 pound 12 ounces. Emma put on 2 ounces as well and is now weighing in at 1 pound 13 ounces. Until now they have both been slowly loosing weight so it is exciting to see them put some back on. Both are doing great and seem to enjoy the Kangaroo Care as much as Abi and I do. Tonight Emma peed on me and took a poop in her diaper while I was holding her.(I guess I'll let it go this time, but next time she is in trouble:)) Adalyn slept the entire time Abi was holding her except for the last 5 minutes when she got the hiccups. (A 1 week old micro preemie with hiccups is about the cutest thing I have ever witnessed!)

GOD Is In Control.