1:53 A.M CT
I am home now, Trach and all, but I am doing okay, other than worrying about my tiny two and grieving over the little boy I lost, but sometimes it feels like its not real, and sometimes I feel as if people are wanting me to just get on with my life, but how can I, I wonder, but by the grace of God I am.
The girls are holding there own, for being so small they have a lot of fight in them, Mamma Kendra says they remind her of me, and I have to smile at that.
The doctors are amazed at how well the girls are doing actually, they have been gaining weight, and have had no major crisis which is a major miracle from the Lord aboove, but still everytime the phone rings, or everytime I am visiting the NICU, and I hear a monitor go off my heart sinks.
Gregg and I have been talking about adopting a little boy, I know its soon for that sort of thing, but its not something we are just diving into, I know what it entails, I guess I am going to be taking after Mamma Kendra in that way. For now we just want a little boy, because we feel that will make our family complete.
Well I think I better call it a night its after two a.m but I felt I needed to write so I did.