Here we go.
The scurry rate outside and inside his room has increased exponentially.
So here I sit.
Blogging in a vain effort to keep my mind distracted less I dissolve into a pile of sobbing goo.
My fingernails are long gone
I have compulsively organized all of his clothes and toys
I may have to chew on someone else's fingernails to rid myself of this nervous energy.
They are putting in the chest tubes, closing him up, doing an echo and getting him all ready to be sent upstairs.
Our sweet boy will arrive back into the PICU in about an hour.
Never have I been this nervous.
Not having a baby
not having twins
Things are about to get a little bit interesting up in here.
So thankful that HE has gone before us in this
I have no stinkin clue what the heck I am doing.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:7
Is yours the black kid?
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