Sometimes when I want a good laugh, I think about everything that has happened in the last month.
Survive the end of a twin pregnancy.
Have a C-section.
Have twin boys (!)
Have a newborn with Down syndrome.
Have a newborn without Down syndrome, but with some considerable fussiness, especially when he gets his diaper changed or is not being held.
Have an emergency illness lower 6-day-old Ronan’s temperature to 94, and rush to get him admitted to Boston Children’s Hospital for hypothermia. Discover he has Hirschsprung’s Disease.
Heal from your 6 day old C-section while living in the sleeping suite (basically a dorm room) by rolling Michael around the halls of Boston …