It’s hard to believe two years ago, I brought our last quintuplet home from the NICU. I say I because I was all alone. Steven had to work and was getting everything ready at home for our big homecoming so I put my big girl panties on and brought Rayleigh home all by myself. It was a day of mixed emotions; I was so happy, thankful, relieved, excited to finally have all five babies home, however, it was the end of an era for me. I had to say good-bye to some of the most amazing people I’ve ever met, our NICU nurses. They held my hand through some very difficult moments and loved on my babies when I couldn’t, and that is something a mama can never say enough thank yous for.
The fact that Rayleigh was the last baby home still seems crazy to me. She was by far our most stable quint at birth. She didn’t have to be ventilated like the other 4 did; she was so easy at the beginning. And then she got sick, and by sick I mean, almost died sick. It was by far the scariest time in our whole NICU experience. Thankfully, after her heart procedure, she was great and ready to come home.
Since the quints were born in Dallas, which is 3 hours away from our home, I was staying with my friends, Paula and Dave during the NICU days. We stayed in Dallas a few days after Rayleigh was discharged just to make sure everything was okay with her and then we headed home. We spent our first night as a family of 8 in Dallas with friends. The words thank you just don’t seem adequate for everything Paula and Dave did for us during those almost 5 months of us staying at their house. They got to witness us bringing baby after baby home, to their home, and they handled it was so much love. I had so many family members come out and help out with the babies that were home so I could continue to go to the hospital and Paula and Dave were so hospitable to everyone who came through their doors. They are truly the most awesome friends a girl could ever ask for; I am so blessed to have them in my life.
And just like that, our babies were all home. They were little, still had lots of medical needs (feeding tubes), but they were home and it was the most amazing feeling in the whole world, exhausting, yet amazing!
I forget how little Brady was when the quints came home. He was the exact same age that they are right now. I know he had no idea what was going on. For months after we got them home he would say, “take them back to the hospital”. Thankfully, he doesn’t say that anymore. I can’t even begin to imagine what it feels like to become a big brother of quintuplets. It was a tough transition, but he survived it. He is an amazing big brother now.
I don’t deserve all the blessings God has given me, but I am forever grateful! I’m so thankful that after 4.5 months in the NICU all five of my babies came home. I’m so thankful they have continued to grow from tiny little 2-3 pound babies to healthy toddlers that are into everything! They wear me out, but that’s okay, I’m thankful they are here and that they are mine. I’m so thankful to be the mama of the Six Sweet Seals. God is SO GOOD!