Tomorrow:

We had a great weekend with Ava.  We visited the Peabody hotel, the Pyramid, and the zoo.  We walked a lot of sidewalks, saw a lot of different types of people, and pretty much just pretended like we were here to see the city.  A few times, I even forgot why were here.  It was nice. I feel less tense/panicked and a little bit stronger. 

Ava is anxious about tomorrow, though I think it feels comforting to know that she'll be asleep for the next "pokes" (her greatest fear).  We truly enjoyed our days off though, and we know the next 3 will probably be intense.  We are all fearful, but have chosen to trust the amazing staff here at St. Jude. 

We won't get results back from the biopsy until Wed. at the earliest, but I'll try to post to let everyone know how tomorrow's procedures go.

One ray of light in this cloud of uncertainty is that we'll get to see our other two babies later this week.  All three grandmothers are delivering them to us and we are more than ready to have our family together. 

I feel like I should spend every minute of every day expressing my gratitude for the people who have been supporting us and praying for us.  We can feel it and it's been non-stop.  One friend raised enough money to cover the extra plane tickets in less than a day.  Another friend ran through an airport to hug us for less than one minute.  So many of you have held up your muscles to show your support of Ava and posted encouraging words for her on Instagram.  You have sent us your prayers and entertaining texts which make my kids smile.  A family is doing a t-shirt fundraiser for us.  Someone cleaned our house and another person gathered the things we didn't think to bring here with us...  I could go on and on and on and on.  I can't possibly acknowledge each separate thing in this moment.  All I know is that the squad (above) who is here with Ava is only a small portion of the people that love and care for her.  This knowledge is incredibly meaningful.  Thank you all. 


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