6 years of marriage, 6 states, and 4 children later, and we’re now residing in the state of California!

The trip down was fairly uneventful. The babies took bottles, I pumped, and Aiden watched Tron (9 times…). Steven and I took turns driving, and it went pretty well. The state of California’s highway signs leave something to be desired, however. In looking for breakfast we often saw the sign AFTER the exit, and even once we found a sign in time, it led in the wrong direction.

We made it to housing and while its not the new housing we hoped for, we got a nice 4 bdrm house on La Mesa (same base as Steven’s work), walking distance from the CDC, and its even 1 story so I won’t have to worry about the triplets falling down stairs. It’ll be a tight fit, but nice to just get settled in this weekend instead of waiting possibly more than a month.

Now we just get to chill out and enjoy the warm salt air before the movers deliver our goods Friday. I can’t wait to get a run in, bask in some sunshine, and play in downtown Monterey!

But its a good thing! We packed out today, and turned in our keys. The babies are now officially Navy brats – onto their second home before turning 2 months old (third if you count the NICU!).

They were great during the craziness – even slept through the boxes being moved out of their room. Aiden did okay – he’s not sure about his toys being in boxes.

The good thing about NICU babies (as much as its not recommended and highly worth avoiding…)? They’re on a perfect schedule and sleep through EVERYTHING, including their brother holding them, movers slamming doors, and loud music!

Today I walked out of Madigan’s doors. For the last time. Ever. It was bittersweet. The nurses and staff were amazing there – I couldn’t have asked for better treatment, and they even made the stay semi-enjoyable (or as enjoyable as modified hospital bedrest can be!).

In memory of the stay, a few pictures from then and now…