Yesterday was a busy day so I didn’t really have a chance to update. The boys were transported back to Bellingham yesterday — on my 30th birthday! Skip was just recently harassing me for not being able to keep a secret, so I decided to let him think the boys would be back by Friday and not tell him they were coming early. Read the rest of this entry »
Today we got the approval from insurance to move the boys back to Bellingham! We still have paperwork to do, set up the transport, and make sure there are nurses available to make the trip, but the boys should be in Bellingham by Friday. I’m so excited to get them close to home again. Read the rest of this entry »
I am so happy to report that the little men just keep getting better and better! Today, neither Nate nor Ace had their IVs in. That means all that they have now are their feeding tubes and then their heart, respiratory and oxygen saturation monitors. Now that the IVs are out, I feel much more confident in handling them and was able to take each boy out of his isolette myself as well as put him back. It helps me feel more like a “real” parent to be able to do this. Read the rest of this entry »
My mom (AKA Grammy) arrived this morning from Pittsburgh. She’s come to help me while Skip and Calista are back in Bellingham, since I am as of yet unable to drive. Skip and Calista dropped me off at the NICU to pump and visit the boys while they went to the airport to get Grammy. Read the rest of this entry »
This will be a short post, as I am so tired tonight. My pumping schedule has changed to be every 2 hours instead of 3, and it takes a lot out of me (no pun intended!). I finish pumping and have about an hour and a little bit before I have to set up to start over. But this is what the lactation consultant has advised in order to get a good supply going to nurse twins, so it’s what I’ve got to do. Read the rest of this entry »
Ace and Nate are one week old today. If I were still pregnant, I’d have been 32 weeks today. It’s “Belly Picture Day”, too. Part of me wanted to take a picture, but I didn’t. Maybe I still will do it, just for fun of sorts, but there’s still some sadness that I’ve refused to recognize and that I fear a picture may force me to face. Read the rest of this entry »
