Back at the hospital, now that they knew no more guests were coming to say hello, Dark and Daizi were able to take some much needed time to decompress as much as possible. As surprising as it was, they did, when feeling the tiredness kick in, lay Ivy down in her cot so they could try to get some sleep crushed in against each other in the uncomfortable bed. And as they tried to sleep, they were able to just talk and check in with each other, since, at least for the moment, it felt like they had reached a little island amongst everything. They still didn't sleep much, but they were able to get in a little bit before their daughter woke them again.
And that was how they began the new week. And Ivy's third day. But it didn't really feel much like a new day, since it seemed more or less exactly like it had the first two days, and both Dark and Daizi agreed if it weren't for how excited they were to count brand new days of Ivy's life, they would have absolutely lost track of the date. Ivy continued to have problems with her blood pressure dropping, but was for the most part on track (even though the nurses had to keep reminding her parents that it is normal and expected for babies to lose weight after birth). The only real new development was kept from the twins, because they wouldn't want the details, but it was sufficient to say the doctors were not concerned about if Ivy was being fed enough and Sally received a text confirming they would not need to be purchasing formula. Because although the twins certainly would have punctured their eardrums to avoid learning it, Daizi was so ecstatic and relieved to learn her body wasn't totally awful at supporting a baby she needed to tell someone.
A few days after that, the news arrived her family actually would be able to come in time for Ivy's week anniversary, and on Thursday, Cooger picked up the twins from school to bring them to the hospital, where they would finally meet Daizi's family later that day.