I vividly remember how kind everyone was at the hospital. We went to the nearest hospital because this did not require a specific children's hospital. And of course, we pretty much couldn't answer a single question they asked of us because we had only been responsible for parenting him for about 12 hours! Truly though, they were so kind and helpful, and gratefully, we were back home a little after 9am. Because the kids were also still on west coast time, they were still asleep when we got home.
My mom left shortly after the kids awoke, and it was then we realized how many things we didn't have that we needed, including diapers! I volunteered (or ran out the door, haha) to go to the grocery, leaving my poor, sweet hubby at home with all three kiddos. The house was a disaster. The kids had taken every box of toys and toys on the shelves and dumped absolutely everything on to the floor. Our dear neighbors called and wanted to come over and meet the kids. At first Andrew refused, but then realized they had raised five children and could probably be helpful! They came over and kept an eye on the kids while Andrew got some food made, and even cleared a path through our home so we could walk.
Andrew's parents were scheduled to arrive late afternoon. Thankfully, they were staying at a bed & breakfast in town and not with us at the house! They called and mentioned they were stopping to do some shopping, and Andrew begged them not to...we needed help! I'll never forget them walking in and being so excited to see the kids (Thomas was napping). Shortly after arrival, they offered to let Andrew and I take a nap. BEST OFFER EVER!
I remember coming down the stairs after napping and my FIL asking what was for dinner. My response was to ask what he was going to go get us. It had taken us all day to get the kids bathed and dressed and eating breakfast and lunch. I. Was. Done. We finally fell into bed that evening, but there was more to come in the next few days!
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