We were leery about how Marty was going to handle these new people in his house, so we picked up a bone on the way home from the hospital. He's been a little barky, but when the babies are quiet and laying down he doesn't seem to notice them.
So now it begins...figuring it all out, how things are going to work, when we are going to get things done. Man, preemies can make a lot of noise! I must have have had a 6th sense about them coming home because Friday night while Craig went out for beers with a friend, I prepared and froze a couple meals for us.
Thanks for all the support and well wishes these past 17 days in the NICU, as we were mostly in survival mode trying to get through each day. We can't wait till they are older, bigger, stronger for more people to meet them.
Here are some pics of their last moments in the hospital.
And first pic when we got home