It's been a rollercoaster...

Above: Momma with Beau Below: Little Dax Sleeping in his Isolette

Since this is my first time to blog/post, I will go ahead and apologize in advance for rambling. I promise, over time I will get better at this. Leah and I wanted to take a minute to first thank all of our family and friends for their prayers, love and support. Without God and our friends and family, we would truly be lost. God has answered so many prayers for our family. He has blessed us with two beautiful baby boys. We will never forget the outpouring of love from our family and friends. You are a true blessing to us.

These past few weeks have obviously been quite a shock to Leah and me. We came to Austin to spend the weekend with friends. One minute, I’m playing golf with some friends while Leah is at Old Navy, and the next minute we are both riding in an ambulance to Seton wondering if our boys were going to make it into this world. This has been a head-spinning experience for us both. We never imagined in a million years that our boys would be born 10 weeks early. They obviously knew something we didn’t. They wanted to say they were born in Austin!!! I think the best way to describe these last couple of weeks is to say it has been an emotional rollercoaster. We went from sheer terror with trying to get Leah and the boys stable to thinking we were settling in for awhile before we had them to me coming home from dinner March 9^th to be told, “Hey dad, put these scrubs on, it’s go time”.

Now we are just beginning life as parents of preemies. There have been so many ups and downs already and we are only 10 days into this. We are told to expect the boys to be in the NICU until their due date on May 21. That’s 73 days in the NICU. An unreal number of days… So we spend our days now praying that as we enter the NICU each morning and we are greeted by our nurse and doctor that we get a good report. We have most days. The boys are breathing on their own. Their feedings are going great. They seem to be doing better every day. And just as you start to feel like you have some control over the situation, you get dealt some difficult news. The boys had CT scans on their heads yesterday. We found out today that Dax is great but Beau has some issues going on with his little brain. He has a small hemorrhage that they say had a good chance of fixing itself. We were also informed that at some point either before or during or after he was born, there might have been a small part of his brain that was deprived of oxygen and this may have caused a small cyst. I got the doctor speak translated for me by my cousin Forrest last night – he is a NICU nurse in Little Rock. This has obviously rocked Leah and I quite a bit. We continue to pray and ask God to look over the boys and our family.

And so as we approach the end of this week, I am returning to Houston to start back to work Monday. I have never dreaded anything more in my life. The thought of leaving the boys and Leah behind are almost too much for me to take at times. It’s a moment I know has been coming all along and it is tearing me up inside. I won’t be here to hold them for the hour we get a day. I won’t be able to get any Dr. Reports that we get daily and I won’t be here when we learn the results of the next head scan for Beau…

The rollercoaster continues…