Santa Baby

What a day, my boys! Today, both of your grandmas visited: Zsu Zsu and Nenny. And what a great day to visit because you were both ready to put on a show!

The first show was when you modeled your new Santa hats made for you by one of your nurses. You were both too cute for words - which of course means your momma went crazy with the pictures! I love the look you're each making in the bottom right picture. You are both clearly saying, "Mom. Enough."

I just couldn't get enough kisses and hugs in today!

After snuggling and loving on you each, it was time to go. However, Wiley, you obviously weren't ready for me to go. As you were getting a diaper change, we all heard a "thud." I thought for sure you had hit the side of your isolate with one of your ever flailing limbs. Nope. This was something I had never witnessed...nor even knew was possible!

You were still going to the bathroom when she pulled your diaper down. The thud we all heard would be the sound of your "business" hitting the front of your isolate. Truly. An explosion unlike anything I've ever witnessed (sorry buddy, but it's the truth!). I think you just needed more snuggles from your momma! So, out you came and back into my arms while your nurse and assistant stripped your isolate, took it out, and brought you a brand new one! Yes. It was that bad. You needed an entirely new isolate. And all in the midst of this, your feeding pump decided to start beeping due to a low battery. Your sweet nurse was running all over the place. And poor Ryan, all of this excitement interrupted the start of your feeding and you were not too happy about it (or was it that you were jealous, missed your momma too, and needed extra snuggles?! I'd like to think the latter, but it was probably the food!).

Finally, all had settled down and you were both snuggled in for another nap. As always, Wiley, you were kicked back and sprawled out and Ryan, you were nuzzled up to your snuggie.

As I do every day, I kissed you both goodbye and headed back home. All week, my evening plans were to decorate for Christmas and maybe do some baking. I have tried to get in the Christmas spirit, but there is just so much going on. Between losing your Great Grandma and having you guys in the hospital, Christmas decorations just don't seem to be a priority this year. All I want is to be with family this Christmas - no need for the craziness of commercialized Christmas. My theme song this Christmas has been, "I'll Be Home for Christmas;" that's all I want - you two home for Christmas.

At this point, I realize that probably is very unrealistic. And while I wish you could spend your first Christmas at home, snuggled with me on the couch in front of our tree, I know you are right where you need to be for right now. You are in wonderful, caring hands when I can't be there. You have people taking care of you who want to see you grow strong and healthy before sending you home. That being said, I did finally cave and decorated our tree. So, if you boys are ready, a Christmas tree is waiting for you back at home! And like the song says, if only in our dreams, you'll be home for Christmas! Love you, my sweet little Santa babies!