On the happiness scale, yesterday was right up there with the birth of the triplets (as well as Quin’s birth). The birth of the triplets was a wonderful event, but having all three sent home with a clean bill of health was amazing. I am sure there will be times when I wouldn’t mind sending one, or more, back to the hospital (only to get some sleep of course). For now though, I am loving that all three little ones are together again - AT HOME.
I had to laugh as we drove home. Our once roomy Yukon is now a crammed mess of car seats/booster. I see a mini-van in our near future (can you see Jason cringing). As of now, the car seats occupy the bench seat in the middle and Quin’s booster is in the third row. The only way to get her in is to open the hatch. She thinks it is pretty cool back there though. There is a cup holder!
Well, we figured out who our true Drama Royalty is – Mr. Easton. The girls are pretty adept with their night routine (sleeping for two and half hours and then waking up to eat). Well, not Easton. He decided to scream for at least a few hours last night, unless he was held. Jason and I are just hoping he was trying to figure out his surroundings and will do much better tonight – we can always hope. It was worth staying up with him though – he was home!
Thanks again for all of your prayers. They were definitely answered!