Godspeed!

From my rudimentry knowledge of blogs - the idea here is to combine witty stories with insightful banter. So this should be no problem for me.

The big news this week (really tonight) is that Heather has been taken out of work. She has been experiencing contractions, and as a result spent some time in the hospital. The doctor basically feels the contractions can be controlled by modified bed rest and lots of water. So while we were expecting her to be out a little early because of having two babie (note the effort to not call them the twins) she will be out for almost six months. It will be tough, but we have overcome a lot, so we will be ok.

Aunt Reenie, Josh, my mom, my sister and Tami came by Sunday and helped to reduce the 3 1/2 pages of the Action Plan Spreadsheet. Many thanks for all the help. Mark you calendars the "WEEK OF PAINTING" is coming in November.

So there are your stories. Now for some insightul banter. The question people ask the most is really not a question at all, its more of "TWINS, WOW!" Which when translated means how the heck (its a PG blog folks) are you going to manage that. Well I think we probably spend most of our time the same way most expecting parents do:

how are we going to afford it?
how do we know what to do?
who thought giving us a kid would be a good idea?

but hey in many respects these little ones - by now closing in on the 2lb mark - are our miracle babies. I know all babies seem to be miracles, but really these seem to be a little more so. Last year, after Heather had the hospital change my room because of an insane roommate, I was laying there thinking about babies. I know really, cancer, 51 staples, morphine drip, catheter and this is what you are thinking about. But it was. I really wanted to have a family. I always thought I would and to have that opportunity almost taken away was perhaps the most devestating aspect of cancer. It meant that the life had envisioned for myself and heather would never be, just 7 months in.

So here we are less than a year later preparing to welcome our two miracles. My treatments have gone as well as anyone could have hoped. So if I would have been able to write the HIM above it would read: Him: Overwhelmed by it all