it will be okay, Q.
they’re perfect, just like their mama, baby.
I’m just hoping that they’re strong, just like their daddy. I really hope you’re right, baby.
I couldn’t do this without you, Puck; I wouldn’t be able to handle it. I love you so much. Thank you for keeping me strong. <3
I don’t even know why I’m awake after that C-Section. Sleeping just doesn’t seem like an option right now. I went into labor some time last night, 28 weeks along and pretty much completely unprepared. Life has a funny way of flipping things upside down on me and Puck, that’s for sure.
They’re tiny. They’re impossibly little, and fragile, and completely unreal… but they’re perfect. Joshua Andrew and Rebecca Elise. Our two brand new, perfect little things. The doctors aren’t being incredibly clear on anything, but they’re in the NICU and will be for a while. I can’t take any pictures… Right now, we can’t even hold them — something about their nerves being too sensitive to touch? I don’t know. It doesn’t matter anyway. All I know is that this isn’t nearly as easy as we thought it would be.
I know some of you don’t believe in God or the power of prayer, but we could really use all the moral support and good wishes we can get, especially now. I’ll post an update soon, I promise.
I’m sure you’ve all already heard the news; Puck’s big announcement was a little bit intense. Here’s the sonogram from our appointment today.
Two babies. A baby boy and a baby girl.
We’ve got a lot on our hands, but I can guarantee we’ve never been more excited. Puck and I are so blessed, I can’t even begin to comprehend it.
We’re so lucky and so grateful, and so glad we have all of you to share this with. Thanks for sticking with us through everything. We’ll keep you all posted on those baby names — but hey, we’re open to suggestions. ♥