OK, I just got done reading Dan's post and I'm just bawling. He did such a great job. What a crazy and traumatic day for you! I totally feel for you, you poor thing. But you did such a good job with those adorable boys! They're so sweet. We're praying for you all. I miss you bad. love you
How awesome is that?! I can't imagine what that day was like for you. How stressful. But really, it is a wonderful story. We're praying for you and your little boys. They look great and very strong. You'll be out of there in no time.
Deliveries are never without a story - but honey, this one really beats all. I just read the last post - the next one in time. No wonder you are crying. First, you build two baby-bodies, then you have a toddler still - and then that awful day with the water and the stairs and the going-to-hell ticket writer.
I remember a night when your mom, exhausted after doing family home evening and cooking dinner and a treat, had put Joel and Courtney in the tub, only to find, five minutes later, bad brown things floating in the water. So she had to get them out and lysol the entire tub and fill it up again (did she have to do that twice? It's been a long time since this happened).
- and you were howling like the devil. Your mom felt your head and thought you were warm (like who isn't after they've howled a good one?) and decided to take your temperature. (was it you?) So she laid you across her lap, bare bum up, inserted the thermometer - which functioned like an enema - and out shot all kinds of nasty material, all over the bed and her lap.
So I guess it kind of runs in the family, days like that?
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OK, I just got done reading Dan's post and I'm just bawling. He did such a great job.
What a crazy and traumatic day for you! I totally feel for you, you poor thing. But you did such a good job with those adorable boys! They're so sweet.
We're praying for you all. I miss you bad.
love you
What a beautiful story. Dan told it well. I can't believe the day you had and the nurses told you to go and move your car??? Grief...
Praying that your boys can come home quickly.
Hugs.
How awesome is that?! I can't imagine what that day was like for you. How stressful. But really, it is a wonderful story. We're praying for you and your little boys. They look great and very strong. You'll be out of there in no time.
God bless the Williams Hinckley family. Sure love you people - all 5 of you!
Megs what a crazy day for you. You are a trooper and I am sure that those precious little boys are troopers as well.
I have been and will continue praying like crazy not only for the boys but your whole little family.
You are a wonderful woman and a great mother, your kids couldn't have anyone better.
Wow, I'm so glad everything turned out okay. They are so adorable and I will be praying for them and for you!
What a crazy day...glad all is well. We are praying for your family. Hope you are all together at home really soon:) We miss you!
WOW!!! What an awesome story...what a crazy day. Props to Dan for writing it all out!
I'm bawling after reading your husband's rendition of the babies. I'm praying for you and those sweet babies. Be strong!
Deliveries are never without a story - but honey, this one really beats all. I just read the last post - the next one in time. No wonder you are crying. First, you build two baby-bodies, then you have a toddler still - and then that awful day with the water and the stairs and the going-to-hell ticket writer.
I remember a night when your mom, exhausted after doing family home evening and cooking dinner and a treat, had put Joel and Courtney in the tub, only to find, five minutes later, bad brown things floating in the water. So she had to get them out and lysol the entire tub and fill it up again (did she have to do that twice? It's been a long time since this happened).
- and you were howling like the devil. Your mom felt your head and thought you were warm (like who isn't after they've howled a good one?) and decided to take your temperature. (was it you?) So she laid you across her lap, bare bum up, inserted the thermometer - which functioned like an enema - and out shot all kinds of nasty material, all over the bed and her lap.
So I guess it kind of runs in the family, days like that?
Bless your heart. We will pray.
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