Anxiously awaiting the call or text my entire family had been waiting for.
Let's rewind.
It's coming up on a year when my sister told us she was expecting. See the reaction HERE.
My mom and I had been given boxes that were VERY light. Vacation? Lol...no. Even better.
Eventually, it came to be known that my sister was pregnant with twins.
One night in June, she had text myself and our friend, Melissa, saying she was going to the doctor. She wasn't feeling well. Typical for an expecting mama, right? Perhaps it was slight shock setting in for me, but I just went on with my day.
A while later, a short to-the-point-text of, "I'm heading to the U by ambo," lit up my phone. All that was going through my head was, "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!" What did it mean? I was absolutely clueless as to how my sister was really feeling and what was going on.
I'm usually in bed by 9/9:30pm...I got a call around 9:45pm saying that my sister was going to have to have the boys tonight. I can't exactly tell you my next thoughts...perhaps something along the lines of, "HOLY SH*T!"
My dad and step mom drove through Ames to pick me up. The boys had already been brought into the world by this time.
The boys were something close to 7 weeks early.
Not realizing how crazy having babies early is (it's common for twins), I entered my sisters hospital room with ease. Half due to the hour we showed up at the hospital. She was well. I was happy to see her in good spirits, but could also see how much her body was hurting. I can't imagine...She's a McGrath though...Tough stuff, for sure! ;)
We were escorted to the NICU, where we got our name tags and signed in. I had NO idea what I was in for heading to this part of the hospital...
Walking anxiously into the boys' room, I was greeted by my mom, the boys' other grandma, and grandpa. Just for giggles, of course, I didn't have a filter on the volume of my voice, I definitely remember a "HIIII!" screeching from my mouth. (The NICU is a very quiet place at 2AM!)
As I turned to their beds, I couldn't help but get super emotional. So many things were going through my head..."They're here!" "Oh my gosh, I'm an aunt!" "They're so little!" but what just did it in for me was seeing the feeding tube and all of the cords they were connected to and there was nothing I or anyone else could really do to help them.
Today is World Prematurity Day. At almost 5 months, my nephews are more than 3x the size they were when they were born...
I can't help but be SO in love with these two. Can you blame me?!
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