Long Weekend pt. 2

1.26.08
Last night was a long night. They monitored Stephanie until 2 AM then, after showing no signs for immediate concern, she was moved to the antipardem unit in the hospital. I went home to relieve my dad (he came over to watch Gracie when we went to the hospital.)

I got about 4 hours of sleep. So did Stephanie. So did my dad, probably. My mom said she got about the same. Very indicative of the next couple of years, at least.

As soon as Gracie woke up, the first question she asked was 'where my mommy?'
'At the hospital', I said.
'Why, what's wrong?'
'Mommy and the babies needed extra special care.'
'My babies alright?'
'Yes, they are.'
'My mommy alright?'
'Yes, she is.'
'Where my mommy?'
'At the hospital, baby.'

This back and forth went on for a couple of minutes; it was very clear to me that Gracie felt the absence of her mommy in our house, even before she woke up.

When I walked into the house on Friday night, I had a moment where I thought 'Steph won't be back in this house until the babies are born.' This was the last time she was going to walk in or out of a family-of-3 house. I get sentimental with that sort of stuff.

Teddy came in Saturday morning. My mom drove in. We all met at the hospital. My dad came by. Miker, Roxy and Chloe came by. It was nice to have the comfort of family and friends almost immediately. While we had wonderful friends in NYC, we didn't experience the depth and immediacy of company as we did this morning. It is great to be back in Texas. :)

Speaking of great - this antipardem unit is great. Just the idea of it. This hospital (Plano Presby) has a wing dedicated to women who are at a high-risk for pre-term labor and the sole purpose is to keep the women from going into labor. Out of 10 rooms, 9 of them are occupied by multiples, 3 of those are triplets. I didn't know such a thing existed.

The day itself was fairly uneventful.