We are soooo sorry for not posting in THREE days. Holy mackerel people. Can we have a life? Can we enjoy our visitors? Can we just chill for a sec? Sheesh.
Friday evening my mom and I went and picked Emmy up at the airport. She flew in from her station in Germany. We dropped off her gear, and headed up to the hospital. We hung out there for a couple hours, and made plans for the next day.
Saturday morning I took the girls up to the hospital. They spent the majority of the day there. They had a lot of fun, and played pitch basically the entire day. Moni and Emmy put the moms in their place. Moni said that they really put it to the mammas. Because of fear, the moms wouldn't play against Moni and me for the rub-off. I went home to watch Bama's big game against LSU. Bama lost a heartbreaker, but I think that the LSU fans might have been a little dismayed at their glance of the future. Roll Tide.
After the game, I went up to the hospital and picked up the moms, Emmy, and Becky for dinner. We met Mark at Oregano's. It is an Italian restaurant, and it is VERY GOOD. We all enjoyed it. I took Emmy back to the hospital, and she spent the night so that Moni could spend some time doing sisterly bonding stuff and sleeping.
This morning, I woke up and went to pick up Emmy. After her and Moni's sad goodbyes I took her to the airport. I got done with that in time to hit 7:00 a.m. mass. I went home to get the mamas, and take them to the airport. I thought I was doing alright, but that didn't last too long. My mom has to get back to work, and Marsha and Emmy have a busy wedding planning week ahead of them. I hugged them both, and then cried my way over to the hospital.
Moni and I had a date to watch the Broncos. The Broncos really sucked. The only consolation we could find for the a**-kicking the Lions gave us, was that all the teams in the AFC West lost, so we didn't lose any ground. We play some team, from somewhere, next week. That team really sucks. Hopefully we will be a little more prepared next week.
As for the mini-Broncomaniacs, they are still cooking. We do the daily sono on Danna, and in the past few days, Danna has been scoring 6 out of 8. One day she lost points for not "practicing" breathing, and one day she lost points for low fluid. She was under 1 cm. Today, she started our day off well. She knocked an 8 of 8 out of the park. She was doing great. Her heartrate was good, and everything else looked very good. Her amniotic fluid sac went from under 1 cm, to 2.33 cm today! Great job, Danna!
The boys continue to do well. They just continue to grow, and haven't caused us any worries yet. We also met another doctor from the Phoenix Perinatal Associates this morning. He came in during the game, but as you people who watch football know, he wasn't interrupting much. His name was Dr. Strong (think Edward Norton, he looked, sounded, and moved just like him). He reassured us that everything still looked positive, and he wouldn't be surprised at 32+ weeks. 32+ weeks? Sweet!!! Still every day and week in the rear view is GREAT.
Today Moni and I decided that we would give you guys our thoughts on the babies' personalities. It has been so much fun watching them everyday, and we really think we might have a read on what kind of kids they will be. Plus, it will be fun to document what their actions are inside the womb, and then compare it to what they are like in real life. So here goes:
First of all, Pius and Laine are always quick to pose. They LOVE the camera. Grandmas Budda and Vicki will love those two guys. We finally got a picture of Forrest today. It is pretty clear that he is a human. Whew!
Pius James-Think John Coffey off The Green Mile. He seems to be the gentle giant. He really takes care of his sister. He moved over to give her more room, and he kicks Forrest and Laine back whenever they kick her.
Forrest Michael-I say to my family/friends, "think Billy Joe when I was three." Moni says, "think Roger Rabbit on cocaine." We call him our little ADHD boy. He can not sit still. It doesn't matter what the others are doing, he is constantly "partying like a rock star."
Danna Lynn-Think a low-maintenance, less vocal Aunt Lainie (Sorry Lainie. We couldn't think of anybody else.) She is our little snuggler. She is always curled up, and will show us that she can move, but does not prefer to. She will definitely be comfortable in a corner of a crowded house. She is our little, low-maintenance princess.
Laine Ryan-Think Shrek, minus the size. He seems to be very content to be left alone. He easily has the most room, but only uses what he needs. The only difference between him and Shrek is that he does seem to love the camera, and always gives us good pictures.
With the arrival of Emmy we decided we could reveal the Godparents. We didn't want it to leak to her across the pond.
Pius James-Uncle Ryno & Auntie Em
Forrest Michael-Goertz (a.k.a. "Frank the Tank") & Aunt RaeRae
Danna Lynn-Juice & Aunt Lainie
Laine Ryan- J.D. & Aunt Mollie
They must be growing as Moni still is. She now measures 53 1/2 inches around the belly. The nurses continue to spoil us. Porsche took over for Tallie on the weekend shift.
P.S. Just so everybody knows, Moni and I do work on the posts together in the hospital. We make notes and then I come home to compose it.