Update: It's been almost 2 weeks since I got the babies and all is going extremely well. Their names are now officially Dillon Anthony and McKenna Rose. I can't wait until they're sleeping through the nights, 'cause this up and down all nite long stuff is for the birds.
I wanted to stop here and respond to a comment left in the last thread by my girl Saun from C&D:
I know it's kind of sad and maybe a little mean, but I'm hoping the mother doesn't come back.~ Saun
Saun, don't feel that this is a mean thing to think. I pray every minute of every day that she doesn't, but I'm ready for the reality that she might. I don't want to give my babies back, but in the end I am only the caretaker of these two until the courts say that such a time has arrived that I can be their Mother. I pray that this young woman does the right thing and just leaves us in peace, but at the same time I know how hard it can be to lose a child, and adoption, especially when you don't know who the people getting your baby are, is losing a child. Sad, but true.
In happier news, I feel that I just have to share this story.
DH was taking over daytime diaper duty, and as is his normal routine, he was talking to me at the same time that he was changing Dillon's diaper. Now, both of my older girls were in the nursery with us, and they both went all googly eyed as the baby's penis started to rise to the occasion. Now, I tried to warn my DH what was about to happen, but like always, he didn't listen. And just as the boy's penis came to a head, daughters part 1&2 ducked and laughed their butts off as Daddy got a face full of pee.
Did I laugh you ask? You're darned tootin' I did! Laughed so hard I had tears in my damned eyes. I done told him about doubting the Momma! I should feel bad, but I can honestly say that I do not!
Take care and be blessed... until next time!
