Tobie here: We just went through 4 agonizing days of not being able to be with our babies. I can’t believe how much I miss them. Being a good parent stinks sometimes. Today I felt fine, Eric was still unsure I should go to the hospital, but by 2:30 I couldn’t take it anymore. I called the NICU to let our nurse know I was coming in and she said not to bother because the NICU was going to be closed at 4pm for a surgery. AAggghhh! I told her I would be there at 7:55am for the grand opening of the NICU doors at 8am (like that Mervyn’s commercial where the woman taps on the door and chants “Open! Open!”). On a related note, I think the babies miss us as much as we miss them…neither baby gained any weight. (Eric just mentioned to me that we may go tonight to see them…we’ll see–he looks pretty wiped out. Either we’ll both go in 0.5 hours or I’ll go in 12.5 hours)