Grandma Cheryl

Grandma Cheryl, Kate's mom, just left after a 1 month stay in Austin. She believed that the girls would be born on July 30 so she insisted on coming then. Of course, these things cannot be determined, only guessed at, and that guess was way off. So, she stayed here, at our place and a few others and waited it out. It was not easy, but she sure as hell was not going to miss the birth of her first grandchildren.

2 1/2 weeks later Kate gave birth to Violet and Ruby Faye and we were able to take them home after only two days in the hospital. Although our nurse staff was incredibly good it was the best feeling I have ever had leaving that place with my two daughters and recovering wife.
We made it home safely to Grandma Cheryl and a spotless, scrubbed and beautiful home.

This is the part that would take forever and probably be boring if I typed a list so I'll try and be concise and say that what Grandma Cheryl did for us the first two weeks of our children's lives now classifies her as my hero. She cooked, cleaned, fed, diapered, swaddled, bathed/sun-bathed, spent tons of money buying us groceries and other necessities, walked, fed and brushed pets (who now love her more than they do us), stayed up late to help console both crying babies, slept on a couch in our living room, and overall made our transition into parenthood one of the best experiences of our and our children's lives. Everyday Kate and I would look at each other and talk about how amazingly blessed we are to have her in our lives.

Thank you so much Grandma Cheryl for everything you did and do. Our lives are better for the time you spent here with us during the first weeks of Violet's and Ruby Faye's lives.