I always, always look forward to this event because it gives me another chance to see and thank our nurses and doctors for all their hard work and tender care of our precious little girls. This year, I didn't see as many of our nurses and doctors that I had hoped for, but that could be because their was A LOT of people there and the room seemed to get smaller (and hotter) as more and more people came in. We saw some friends that we've met along our journey, another triplet family that we have finally met in person, and saw lots of twins!
They had all sorts of activities for the kids which was really fun. There was a Sesame Street moon bounce, which of course was a big hit since "MELMO" was on it, but the girls didn't have much interest in it all of the sudden, even though they love Pump It Up where they play on all the inflatable stuff for two straight hours.
The big highlight was getting their arms painted with butterflies. They were memorized at the sparkly butterfly on their arm. My heart was so happy. They are really getting so big and so interested in so much more.
| Natalee! |
| Maddy! |
| Claire! |
There were lots of snacks, such as pop corn, chips, pretzels, ice cream, veggie sticks, fresh fruit and drinks for everyone, which was really nice, considering my kids didn't eat much lunch and we were going on no naps to attend the event.
| A very happy Emme-girl! |
| Claire shoveling chips in her mouth! |
There were some crafts and a guy singing weird songs to everyone, a DVD of parents and stories in the NICU and to be honest I didn't see much of, due to my own choice (I had mixed emotions on it...Our time in the NICU is not something I like to relive, because my heart is scarred forever, but I have slowly learned to turn the page in my life and learned how to just live with the guilt I have. We each, as parents, have our own story, along with our precious children, and it is NEVER forgotten, but I just couldn't bare the emotions of listening to the stories (even though happy endings) in a room full of people. Every time I tell our story, mostly Natalee's story, my heart breaks more and more for her. I look at her and all she does today, 2.5 years later, with her little scars scattered throughout her whole body, and I never forget those emotions and feelings of almost loosing my little girls numerous times over again...and I was a lucky one! Miracle children should be celebrated, absolutely, but I just don't know, I thought it was a little weird for the time and place. I knew if I really watched it, I would be an emotional mess and so many feeling would come back to me on our own story, so I guess that was just my issue....and maybe I am can't even put this into words right now in the correct way, but oh well.)
I would have loved to see more of the nurses and doctors there too. I know the NICU still has to be run, of course, but I don't think they get enough thank you's from those who will never forget their help to save our precious children. The kind words, the kind touches, the sweet gestures, the calls/texts in the middle of the nights, the overall care and concern, it is never forgotten. I have distinct memories of nurses and doctors telling me something and/or showing their true concern, and those are the moments I remember with smiles. My children will surely always know that when Mommy and Daddy couldn't care for them, there were very special people that did, with tender and loving hands, just as we would have cared for them. My girls will always know their stories and know how lucky they were to have such wonderful angels care for them, as I am forever thankful. It was such an important and critical time in my girls life, and they will know how blessed they are.
So...anyway, it was a wonderful day, and although the evening was a little hard due to no naps, it was well worth it to celebrate the life of our little girls!!
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