Lilly and Owen are on their way home tomorrow evening. Wow, it will be so nice to have them with us. Grey had a good day. His WBC is 17, and platelets are stable. It was definitely a bitter sweet day. Erin, Owen's primary nurse took care of all of them today. I can't say enough how well we love their nurses. Erin always has stories about what they've done while we've been away.... she loves her big O (Owen)! lol Luckily the kids won't be strangers around the NICU, as likely on the weekends they will be back up to see Grey to get some sibling bonding once he is feeling better!
I went to a triplet mom meeting tonight. It was actually a better than expected meeting. I didn't join any of these groups while I was pregnant because I really didn't want any preconceived notions about having triplets. I didn't want to go tonight and hear how difficult it was to take care of trips, nor did I want to have a negative feeling when I left. But it was a really good experience. It was a bunch of women, that mostly suffered infertility just like some of the stuff that we went through. They talked kindly of the kids, and offered good advise on what to do when you get home, how much and when help was needed for them.... and also just a place to sit and have time with people that have been in your shoes, and made it out alive. The experiences ranged from women that took care of all 3 children when they came home by themselves with another sibling in the house, to women that had a night nanny a few times a week. I think its just interesting the different perspectives.
Tomorrow will be interesting. I will confess that I struggle with the thought of feeling like I can't take total care of my children and family if no help were available. I struggle with the thought of knowing my family would not be well cared for if it weren't for other people. It is along the lines of how I felt when I dealt with infertility. Inately, humans were designed to "survive and procreate". Thinking that I cannot do either of those things is difficult. So, the plan is Lil and Owen will come home tomorrow evening, and we see how it goes. They are heavily scheduled right now, they eat... then they sleep. they eat... then they sleep. Feeding every 3 hours will be tough, that is no joke. But I need to if anything else, be a family with them. There are few things more valuable than the feeling of being with my husband and taking care of the kids. From the time they were born, until now, we've been in an environment that isn't all that condusive to bonding, and family time. With monitors, cords, gowns, beeping, alarms, people walking in and out...I seriously want some time with us getting used to just "being us". So, I foolishly or maybe not so foolishly want to try this weekend with no help... just Todd and I. It's not to be a martyr, not to say we don't want visitors, not to say we won't ever ask for help... that I am not foolish enough to know... but it'll be interesting to see how we can do and go from there. I look forward to the first part of our family coming home.... and boy will there be a large celebration, and maybe a small coming home party when little Grey busts out of the NICU himself!