REAL MEN MAKE TWINS - plus Oliver

On the day Sav came home - had to give some love to Oliver.

Savannah Comes Home

I cried.

A LOT.

For days.

Not because I was so happy she was coming home (sorry Sav) but because I was so upset to be leaving Oliver behind. Alone. And I felt like the worst mom to be giving her all this time, sleeping with her, etc - while he was alone in the NICU.

This was the 2nd hardest part of the whole NICU ordeal for me - leaving Oliver behind (the first was those first days when they were on the cpap, billi lights and getting shots, antibiotics, spinal taps... I couldn't hold them or even really see their faces).

Well, now that I've got that out of the way, onto Savannah coming home.

She seriously does make me SO DANG HAPPY.

We had a huge mess up with the oxygen company, so we didn't end up getting it until about 8pm. We were ready to leave when the stickler nurse realized we hadn't watched two of the mandatory discharge videos. UGH.

Pushing her down the hall! Trev's carrying her oxygen and monitor. I walked down this hall at least 4 times a day for so many days. 

Finally home! She's so tiny! 

 Beautiful Savvy Sue! So glad to have her home, even if we did have to leave her brother. 

As much as I cried and it broke my heart to leave Oliver behind - in the end it was a good thing. It gave us time to adjust to being parents with one kid, instead of two. And seriously the whole coming home on oxygen thing is the suckiest thing EVER. Bringing them both home on oxygen probably would have killed us. That first night was really stressful, trying to get the stupid oximeter on her foot properly so it would read correctly and the monitor would stop FREAKING BEEPING. We didn't sleep at all that first night, with the beeping monitor freaking us out every couple of minutes. After almost a month in the NICU, bringing her home without all the nurses, doctors and monitors was really scary. 

But, we made it! And we love having this girl home. I love snuggling her at night and not having to leave her.

Now to get her poky brother home!

Love,

Brittney

Twins - 35 Weeks

The twins will be 35 weeks tomorrow. I have not kept documentation of this time like I would have liked.

Our days look something like this:

Get up at 5am and Trev drops me off at the NICU at 5:50 so he is at work at 6am.

I spend the morning with the babies. At first I could only hold them once a day (if even) and the nurse had to approve it. They would open the isolette and gather all the cords and hand me my baby.

And I pump. I feel like all I do all day and night is willingly attach my breasts to an electronic torture device.

Once they were off the billiruben lights, had their IV’s out, and were stable enough, they could move to an open crib (or a plastic tub on wheels as Bob calls it… which is exactly what it is). This is when the NICU  became tolerable and not a constant crying fest (I did the crying. The twins are so well mannered).

Once I could hold them whenever I wanted and we started breast feeding, it got a lot easier on me. I finally felt like their mom and not a bystander.

Anyways, I get there at 6ish. I spend the morning pumping, breast feeding, holding, changing diapers, taking temperatures and watching the monitors.

Trev comes for lunch and to see the twins, or we grab food.

Trev goes back to work and I resume the feeding, pumping, changing, monitor watching.

Depending on the schedule that day various scenarios of twin loving goes down. Most days Trev doesn’t get off football until 9 or 10 (it’s actually gotten a little better the last couple days with him getting done with football earlier) and we don’t get home till 11ish.

Then we are up at 5 to do it all again. For the last 3 weeks. At first I would try and come in a little later, since I was still recovering. But it’s just too dang hard to be away from these babies. And I’d just sit at home and cry, so going in with Trev is the best option. If only we had 2 cars…

The twins are doing FANTASTICALLY! In fact, Loki will most likely be discharged tomorrow (Saturday, August 30^th).  Which would be amazing if Thor was coming with her. He is at least a week away from coming home.

Once she is discharged, Savannah can’t come back into the NICU. Which means I have to try and be a mom to both premature babies at the same time when they can’t be in the same place.

My heart is completely broken to be taking Loki home without Thor. To leave him alone at the NICU without his sister, without me as often to hold him and love him. And then when I am with him, Savannah is without me.

I have been an emotional wreck the last couple of days as we near her discharge. With them both in the NICU I can spend my whole day with them. Once Savannah comes home I won’t be able to.

Anyways, that is a summary of the last while.  I have so many pictures and little details I don’t want to forget, like their first baths or the time Thor peed on me, Trevor and a nurse all in one day, or Savannah’s diaper blowouts.

Until Thor comes home, our days will be much busier, we will be living on way less sleep and I’ll be kind of a mess.

I can’t wait to have my babies both home!

Love,

Brittney

Twin pics

No order or logic to these pictures. Just pictures I wanted to remember of these cuties from the last couple of weeks.

Grandma Lisa holds Savannah for the first time.

This is my favorite picture of Oliver to date - August 28

This kid LOVES being swaddled.

Sept 3

Trev was teasing her with his beard hair. She didn't love it.

First bath at home!

And dad and Oliver doing what they both do best - taking naps.

Twin Snuggles

These two are MY FAVORITE!

I love sitting there holding them. For hours. This is what I do in the NICU (when I'm not torturing my boobs with pumping).

Savannah's first bath

She was less than impressed.

We had to wait forever, (17 days) since we had to wait for her umbilical cord to fall out. Oliver's fell out the day before, and Trev made the comment "well at least Oliver was first at something! His umbilical cord fell out first and he got the first bath!" Not to be outdone, Sav's fell out the next day. And by fell out I mean, it somehow got pulled out and bled.  It didn't look so good for a good while.

Side note - she has since come to enjoy them. She gets into this comatose state. Kind of like I'd imagine her in the womb.

Twins - 18 Days Old Photos