When the girls were in the nicu we stayed at W's parents house as it was only 10 minutes from the hospital compared to the 45 minutes our house was.
This morning I reached over and grabbed a tissue to blow my nose. As I threw it in the trash under the bedside table I had a déjà vu moment. I remembered all the tissues I threw out in that same trash a little over 6 months ago. I remembered all those tears and hysterical sobs late at night as I was trying to sleep while my babies were in a hospital.
It makes me so grateful that we are where we are today. I am so lucky!