After everyone left the hospital, I started to learn how to take care of my precious babies. These are the first photos I took of them.
Sweet Emma
I remember posting it on the FB and thinking they were such bad first photos to show the world, but oh well!
We made it through that night. I remember it being a long night.
Watching Doug be a dad was one of the best parts of the twin’s birth.
This was my view of the girls for a few days:
They slept my me at all times. We did send them to the nursery sometimes so I could try to get some sleep, but they would be back in an hour or two. There was not much rest happening.
This began our “groundhog day” life for two months. Very little sleep. Wonderful babies. We had lots of help at the hospital. It was a wild ride for sure!
Some hospital fun:
How sweet!
A few days later, it was time to go home! We dressed them up in their fancy outfits and got ready to take them home.
Ready to go!
They brought me a wheelchair and of we went! Finally out of the hospital – again!
Daddy got them all strapped in and off we went! I remember there was some crying on the way home and I was in a lot of pain.
Welcome home girls!
Then the real crazy began. We had twins – at home! With no nurses! eek!
Normandy came to check them out…
and claim their bed as his own.
Then the sleepless torture began. It was so intense. They are so worth it, but woah. Onward and upward!
Love and Hugs, Lizzie