This is going to be a really brief post, seems my life is not my own any more..I even have to schedule my toilet breaks these days!!
I am writing this whilst breast feeding Esme,Eden is squeaking at me from her car seat next to me and my boy is asking for a snack. Thank god I can multi-task with the best of them!
The NICU journey lasted 25days, it is a time I both want to cherish and forget,and the girls never looked back from day 1..I am in awe at the strength of these little ladies and also at the dedication, care and support the NICU staff who looked after our precious girls..now the fun truely begins.
They arrived home on Sat 13th, and I got quite emotional leaving the NICU ..must be geting soft in my old age..all 5 of us squeezed into my little Dodge Caliber and our son Dylan sat in between his new sisters looking proud and shocked at the same time..come to think of it BD had the same look on his face..bless..it was so nice to arrive home as a family complete at last.
Sat day and night was fine and they only woke 1 in the night to feed at 3am, then again at 7am just as I hoped things were going to plan..I went back to sleep and woke gain at 9am feeling funny, as Sunday progressed I felt steadily worse, aches, fever,shivers and headache and spent most of the afternoon and all evening in bed just waking up to feed the girls. Let me tell you , you do not want to be sick with twins...Sunday night was hell,as the girls were waking up every 1-2hours to feed, I tried everything else and was still feeling awful, my boobs hurt and I was dizzy. I sent BD to the spare room to sleep as he had work on Monday (and to be honest he was irritating me asking what was wrong with them). By 5am and practically no sleep I was in tears and ready to take them back to the hospital and drop them off in cardboard box with a note saying I wasn't ready and had changed my mind, when they finally fell asleep for a few hours. Monday morning I phoned and spoke to a nurse friend of mine she diagnosed me ( correctly as it turned out today after seeing my Dr)as suffering from mastitis..hurrah..another problem in this wonderful gestation saga! I am now on a 10 day course of anti biotics and feeling a whole lot better already ( they also slept good last night which helped alot).
Well thats all for now...told you NEVER boring!!
Oh I couldn't resist the picture of the boy in his haloween outfit..ha, ha!
7 comments:
Congrats on bringing your twins home!!! Suffering through mastitis the first days home with twins is a baptism by fire! If you made it through all that you can do anything girl! I have been there and done that and its the sickiest I have EVER been and I only had a single baby to care for. I cannot imagine twins who won't sleep a wink. Bless your heart. I promise it gets better :) Glad you are on the upswing now.
WOW! They're HOME! It's hard having two little ones at home, but one day you'll look back and say, "Where are my babies?"
Hang in there and CONGRATS again!
Erin
I think it's about time that I made a contribution to my daughter's blog.
Her mother and I are very proud and happy and are looking forward in keen anticipation to seeing all of the family.
For those who don't know , we live in England and haven't seen Sara ,Dylan and BD since June 06(apart from the weblink that is).
The twins look beautiful and we know that Dylan is an absolute delight.We hope that the girls learn from him!
Maureen(mum) is desperate to hold them and spend some quality time with the gang.
Only 7 weeks to go!
Dad
Congratulations!
Let the good times begin...and never end, and hope the time flies so the girls can finaly meet their grandparents!
Good luck. Five kids and two of them twins. IT won't be easy. But it looks like you can handle it. The kid in the Halloween costume looks great.
Found you from Dr John. Hope things are going well, or as well as can be. My twins are now 28.I did not know I was having twins until I was 7 1/2 months! Good luck.
Just checked in and saw that your girls came home on the same day. What a wonderful thing....for the few minutes that you were feeling well. I'm so sorry to hear that you got mastitis right as the rigors of preemies coming home started. I loved those days when thee boys came home, yet hated them at the same time. Feedings never seemed to end.....apnea monitors constantly going off and one baby or the other refusing to sleep right when I was ready to drop or cry from exhaustion.
My momo boys turn 2 this month, and the one word that describes our journey is "adventure". :)
I'm so happy for you, hoping all is going well, and wondering when you got 5 kids?
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