The girls are 4 months old now. Wow, I just can’t believe it. They have grown so much already. I look back at the pictures of when they were first born and can’t believe how tiny they were. Of course, I couldn’t believe it then either.
Elsie weighed 3 lbs 14oz and Mallie weighed 4 lbs 1 oz. Then, like most preemies, they lost weight and slowly started gaining it back.
Here are a few pics from the hospital.
When they were first born they had to have special breathing treatments. Their heads were under these plastic domes that looked like a cake cover, kinda like you would see at an old fashioned diner. They had all kinds of tubes, wires, wrappings, and machines that monitored everything and were always beeping about something.Little tiny tubes pumped milk into their little tummies. They weren’t even eating an ounce yet.
All of these machines almost made me scared to touch them. And it was forever (about a week) before I got to hold them and even longer before they were able to be put together in an isolette, which I wanted very badly. It was a rough start but they are little fighters and were doing really good considering they were born at 35 weeks (5 weeks early).
I plan on writing their birth story and all that we went through in getting these babies here as safely as possible, but I’m not quite ready yet. It is a long story as well as very emotional for me; long hospital stay, 911 calls, helicopter rides. One day real soon I will put it all down. But for now I will just focus on bits and pieces here and there.
It was the day before Thanksgiving that I got to bring them home. I had to set my alarm and wake them up every two hours to eat.
And somehow we managed. I’m not sure how I did it at the beginning with little to no sleep every night and taking care of two other children. I wished Brad was able to stay home but he had to work. My mom had to work also, but would come over on her lunch breaks. We have grown together andhave gotten into a pretty good routine. It is so much easier now that they are older…and I don’t have to wake them up every couple hours to eat.
There were times when I would be so stressed, waking up at 6 am, having only 4 hours of sleep, and trying to feed two crying babies who always seemed to wake up at the same time, along with Collin who still needed his diaper changed. Bradley, my 5-year-old, would try to be extra helpful and would climb on the counters to get the cereal down and try to make breakfast, which ended in more of a mess. Especially when he poured the orange juice. But at least he was trying, what a sweetie.
The boys love their baby sisters. Bradley is super helpful and Collin is always trying to kiss them.
Great stuff. You should look at submittimg to a parents Mag or such. Sounds like things are getting easier. It will really be fun when it warm up and you can get the kids outside. Hang in there and keep writing!
Thanks, what a great compliment! I am so enjoying my kids and writing. And yes, things are getting so much easier now that the babies are getting older. We are learning so much from each other.
I was just outside cleaning up the yard and I can’t wait to get outside with all the kids. We practically live outside in the summer 🙂 Can’t wait to put those baby toes in the green grass.
Aytric just hit 11 lbs and he’s 24 inches long…so he’s smack in the middle of the twins. I’m glad to see that they’re all doing so good for being born at 35 weeks. 🙂
Babies get big so quick! Enjoy while you can 🙂