In my forty years of life on this great little planet, I've figured out that whoever coined the phrase "timing is everything" was pretty much a genius. He was absolutely correct. Now I know there are those people out there that believe that everything that happens to us is pre-ordained.....really out of our control.........scripted out for us long before we ever came into being.....that could be......I've just always lived the other way.....timing can sometimes work for you and sometimes it gets ya:) Given that, I believe there have been many times in my life that "timing" has played a major role. Take for example my first job at Burger King. Only after I had established myself as a valuable employee did the manager who hired me relay this story to me. I wasn't supposed to get hired. She actually thought she was calling my older brother, who had applied there as well, in for the interview. She needed someone who could work late and I was only 16. But I was the one who happened to be home, answered the phone and went in for the interview. Once there, my dazzling charm overwhelmed her so much she hired me......or she just felt so bad that she took pity on me.....I like the former version of the story. Or better yet the timing issue of taking a promotion at the wrong time. My Freshman year in college I was brilliant enough to accept the night manager position at a different Burger King only to have most of the night crew workers quit just prior to my arrival. I spent months training a whole new crew on top of learning all my stuff. Well, timing came into play today at the NICU......Heather and I were the beneficiaries of good timing. It just so happened that our visit fell in between two times we would not have wanted to be part of. Upon arriving the entire NICU staff seems a little worse for the wear.....a little rough around the edges. We soon found out that we had pretty much arrived in the aftermath of what was a pretty horrendous day all around the NICU. The word tornado was referenced. Apparently several major events had occurred back to back to back which kept the whole ward jumping all day. Our visit was calm and peaceful and included some great holding time and cuddles with both boys. The only problem was the presence of a little orange card taped to each of the boys monitors signifying that they would be getting their eye exams today. This is not something that I will ever be present for. I've written in the past of our experiences with the aftermath of the eye exam which isn't pretty. Our fears of having interrupted time with the boys, thankfully never came to fruition. The docs, having been occupied somewhere else, hadn't made it to the Koala room by the time we left........timing. Our visit tomorrow will surely find our two little heroes completely spent from the traumatic experience, but at least today we didn't get interrupted. Timing is everything and today we got lucky and found our timing slipping us right in where we needed to be:0) I'll take it!!