Blood, Bedding and Surgery, Oh my.

~ We picked up the girls new bedding at Pottery B@rn on Saturday. It's beautiful and they love it.

~At 11:30 PM, Gianna got her first ever bloody nose. All over her new sheets, and shams. Fortunately, she missed her duvet, but the carpet wasn't so lucky.

~Nothing is worse than stripping brand new sheets at 11:30 PM, unless of course, you are doing it at 3:30AM for her sister. Yup, Aria couldn't be left out, and her nose bled all over her new bedding as well.

~ Speaking of bloody noses, my sweet husband called me from an airplane bathroom, where his nose was bleeding so badly, and he couldn't get it to stop. And they were backing out. Poor guy!

~Gotta love spring!

~Gianna has another surgery on Friday. I am taking her alone. We are flying up to Philly on Thursday, and hopefully, we will be home Saturday.

~ I am very nervous.  My sweet hubby is my rock. We don't usually do these things separately. With the twins coming, and G's surgery every 4-6 months, it makes sense that one stays and one goes.

~It never gets easier.

She is my hero.

Comments

  1. navhelowifeApril 19, 2010 at 12:20 PM

    Praying hard my dear friend. Love to all of you.

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  2. The CampbellsApril 19, 2010 at 1:01 PM

    She looks so big! She will do great. Let me know if you need anything.
    sarah@danceimagination.com

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  3. MéliApril 19, 2010 at 10:33 PM

    J'ai trouvé votre blog cette semaine et j'espère que vos jumeaux peu venir sur votre maison dès que possible. Je ne sais pas pourquoi Gianna a cette chirurgie, mais bonne chance avec ça.
    melibeaudoin.blogspot.com
    Je suis de Québec, Canada
    Mélissaxx

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  4. Grandma and GrandpaApril 21, 2010 at 11:10 PM

    Wow, so sorry to hear about all the bloody noses. But happy you have that behind you. We are praying for a safe trip and a completely successful surgery (without any complications such as you just had!).
    We love you!

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