James and Claire

Christy and I are both missing each other and our children and wishing there were some other way to do all this...but there just isn't. We have been fighting an uphill battle for 7 years trying to get to this point...it is only fitting that the end be challenging as well. At the end of this tunnel is a life where we are no longer consumed with BUILDING a family...we will be consumed with BEING a family.

Today's blog is dedicated to my wife, whose tireless efforts and behind-the-scenes sacrifices led to our three wonderful children. To those mothers out there who have been down a few of the same roads Christy has, you understand. These roads have strenghtened you and given you a greater appreciation for what many people take for granted....and allowed you to approach motherhood with enthusiasm, joy, positivity, patience, and love....which are all substances that our world seems to be running short on.

Nicholas was blessed two and a half years ago when God gave him Christy for a mom. Now James and Claire share the same fortune. And we are just as blessed to have them.

Enough sap...but I wanted to get that out there at some point and if I wait until the twins are released (signalling the end of blog), I might not have time.

On with the blog....

I pretty much worked all day, save two lengthy baby visits and Meatloaf with Oskar and Frances. The meatloaf was a little off tonight...still good...but not nearly as good as it was the first two times.

James is really looking good. He is guzzling milk at this point and is alert and awake every time I go in. I expect he will be released very soon. Claire is lagging a bit. She is always sleepy and is not eating all that well. But 10 days ago it was looking like Claire was ready, so who really knows.

There just isn't anything to write about. Without my family, I am a complete bore. It could also be said that without my family, I am a complete boar...eating everything in sight. I am sorry. That attempt at humor was really a cry for help. To blog when you have nothing to say is to die a thousand deaths.