Cleaning Out

Now that I have more time on my hands I've been trying to clean out and organize our house.  On Tuesday I organized the clothes in the kids' room.  I sadly put away all of the newborn clothes.  It was harder than I thought to get rid of those tiny little outfits.  It was hard to think that my days of holding a newborn on my own might be over.  Paul and I are still hoping for at least one more, but who knows if it is in our cards.  We have both always wanted 3 or more kids and we often talk about the next one.  So if you're reading and you pray, say a little prayer for another little baby for us... maybe just not right away.
Wednesday we got rid of this monster....

 And it's little friends...

Sam hasn't used his oxygen while eating since sometime in April.  It has taken a little while to finally get the order for the company to come and get it but it is finally out of our house!

On Thursday we got ride of my rented breast pump.  I've never been so attached to a machine in my life.  I can only come up with one explanation why.  NICU I spent more time with this thing than with them.  A lot of the time it was the only thing I could do to make me feel like I was taking care of them and that I was actually a mother to twins.  I was up in the middle of the night, every 3 hours pleading with my body to work like it is supposed to while half asleep.  I was sitting in the empty nursery wondering if they'd ever come home, every 3 hours.  In the beginning I was told that the hospital grade Symphony was the only pump that would do the job it needed to do.  So I guess that also kept me from returning it, what if my other pump doesn't work like it needs to?  So maybe that is why it took so long to get rid of.  Now someone else can get attached to it.  :-)