I get to go back to Greenville tomorrow! I’m so excited!!! I think I have an emotional attachment to that place. I can’t wait to get over there and see the water fountain I sat at in the big purple chairs every night during shift change. I want to smell the sanitizer and the cafeteria food. Feel the cool breeze in the parking lot. I want Kyson to see the huge tropical fish tank in the Children’s Hospital lobby and the player piano in the main lobby. I want to sit in the Cancer wing and read old copies of Watchtower. It just feels like… I don’t know… Like I’m visiting an old friend. It was really almost like mine and Kyle’s last big adventure where we were parents but still weren’t at the same time because we left empty handed every night. And I loved the talks we had riding home in the dark listening to Tony Evans on the radio. Eating Chic-fil-a every night cause the cafeteria was already closed when we finally got there after all the other parents had went home.
I miss having to push the button at the NICU door “to see the Brown baby” and practically take a bath in the sink before you came in. I miss my trusty Medela cooler/lunchbox thingy I had to drag around everywhere with Lisa Frank ice packs tucked around my precious milk cargo. (Heck yes! Lisa Frank!) All the bags I had to stuff into the little bitty work truck and ride all cramped up because it was either that or the mustang with no radio. And me with high water sweatpants and a pair of big ol white Vans looking like Forrest Gump sitting on the benches outside. Waddling around and drinking coke like no tomorrow. (I missed caffeine like woah)
Sometimes when I’m at my Mom’s I’ll go into my brother’s old room and sniff the air because it still smells like fresh paint and new carpet, just like it did when I was staying there so my mama could take care of me afterwards. I’m weird like that but I am SO freaking excited about tomorrow I could cry!!!! I’m going to take pictures too. That way I’ll always remember. I may never be back. (Hopefully)