Sorry for the lack of posts... twas not for lack of excitement or noteworthy reporting.... or even wanting to break in my new laptop (thank you Santa!!!).... we are still in North Carolina and we don't have internet where we are staying..... and yes I am going through big time internet withdrawals!!!
We have been having tons of fun catching up with the family and of course the boys are being spoiled :) But we will be on the road home tomorrow night so stay tuned.............
Hope you all had a great Christmas celebration!!!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Ya Baby!!!
I have finally done it!!!! I hopped up on the scale to see my pre-pregnancy weight starring back at me!!!! So excited... although the same weight most certainly doesn't look/feel the same so I will keep at the O.B.B. (when my ankle gets better...) and firm things up! My goal was 3 months and at 3 months and 1 day I made it. Maybe I took notes from Weston, I wanted him to be home on Halloween and he came home Nov 1st :)
The babies had a Dr. apt yesterday to get the second dose in the series to help prevent RSV and while we were there they weighed them.... the little porkers have both gained about 4 oz in 6 days. Weston 8 lbs 14oz and Jamison 10 lbs 6oz. Chunky little butts. She also gave us a perscription for their rashes. Its mostly on their belly and backs from the monitor belt but they are also getting eczema on their arms and legs so hopefully this will help clear them up. Poor kids, this weather isn't helping much with the heat running 24/7 it makes the house so dry. Holy cow have I mentioned how much I am missing FL??? This cold weather stuff is soooooo not for me. We had a little snow on the ground the other day and I think we are supposed to get some more tonight. I honestly have no idea how I survived in Montana!!!
We are leaving Friday for NC and I have so much stuff to pack its not even funny. How is it possible that two tiny little people come with so much stuff????
The babies had a Dr. apt yesterday to get the second dose in the series to help prevent RSV and while we were there they weighed them.... the little porkers have both gained about 4 oz in 6 days. Weston 8 lbs 14oz and Jamison 10 lbs 6oz. Chunky little butts. She also gave us a perscription for their rashes. Its mostly on their belly and backs from the monitor belt but they are also getting eczema on their arms and legs so hopefully this will help clear them up. Poor kids, this weather isn't helping much with the heat running 24/7 it makes the house so dry. Holy cow have I mentioned how much I am missing FL??? This cold weather stuff is soooooo not for me. We had a little snow on the ground the other day and I think we are supposed to get some more tonight. I honestly have no idea how I survived in Montana!!!
We are leaving Friday for NC and I have so much stuff to pack its not even funny. How is it possible that two tiny little people come with so much stuff????
Monday, December 13, 2010
Happy 3 months to my babies!!!
I can not believe the boys are 3 months old already! The last three months have been the happiest and the hardest of my life so far. The babies themsleves are a breeze (I truly thank God eveyday that I am their mom) all the worrying that comes along with them is the hard part..........
Honestly I have been beginning to count down the days until the boys come off of their monitors (our appt if the first week of Jan)... Obviously I am so thankful we have had them but the boys had been doing so well, and really, the monitors make life pretty difficult.... pluging them in to charge, unpluging them to change diapers, removing and reattaching the leads because both babies break out in terrible rashes, cutting holes in their clothes to protect them from the wires (they were beginning to make Jamison's belly bleed) between the wires to the outlet to charge and the wires to the babies we get tangled up ALOT not to mention tripping over them constantly, and now with Jamison being so chubby it makes the leads have a harder time sensing his lung movement leading to ALOT of false alarms (the other night their were 12) makes getting any sleep for me pretty tough... really it can all be pretty stressful..........
So like I said, everything was going awesome. Weston hadn't had any alarms to really speak of since coming home.... until this week. He had one heart rate drop the other night when he was refluxing. I know I have mentioned Weston is not much of a crier, he really has more of a cute whimper... if he refluxes it becomes a blood curdling scream.... when its really bad he turns blue then purple gets very stiff and trys so hard to scream nothing comes out... obviously since I sleep in their room I hear it right away. So the other night I hear the gurgle (happens just before the cry) and reached to grab the bulb to suction his nose in that amount of time (approx 5-10sec) his heart rate dropped and I needed to stimulate him to bring it back... same night he had another heart rate drop when he was sleeping but he came back pretty quickly. Tonight on the other hand, was awful.....................
I did their bath and bedtime routine, tucked them in, they were sound asleep and Pat went to bed. Since it was only 9:00 pm (I know... alot of toddlers stay up later then Pat does) I decided to wrap some Christmas presents. About 9:30 all of the sudden the blood curdling scream... I drop everything and run to get to him. At full speed, before I even hit the stairs he was already alarming on the monitor (our house is small it was like 10 seconds, if that long).... I grabbed him... he was purple, not breathing, no longer crying, tears rolling down his cheeks and spit up out coming out his nose and mouth........It was the worst I have ever seen and it scared me to death. I stimulated him, rubbing his back, begging him to get it together ( thankful to be trained but hope to NEVER need to perform CPR on either of my children) and get his heart rate to come back, which took longer then usual (every second feels like hours when these episodes happen) and then got him suctioned and back to normal. I would love to say I sat and rocked him and cuddled him after, but I didn't. I was so scared and shaken up, I put him back in his bed and went and cried. It is just not fair that babies have to go through this..... he was in so much pain and so helpless it broke my heart. Its like just when you think we have finally crossed the dangerous hurdles something like this happens and all of my fears come back..... what would happen if I was in the shower or in the bathroom??? Would I hear it in time??? I can't even think about it...
And then we have our little Jamison........ he hadn't had any real lung alarms since our last Dr apt (lots of false ones... and yes I jump to my feet just as quickly no matter what...) and he hasn't had a low heart rate in forever. Yesterday we were on our way to a friends house, Pat was going to the football came with the husband and I was staying behind at their house with the wife and baby boy who is about a month and a half older then our babies. The time we had to leave was about the same time as his bottle was due so I sat in back this way I could feed him (not the first time I have done this). That may sound crazy but its the perfect angle for a reflux baby to be feed at, Dr even recomends having them sleep in it .... anyways.. he was sucking away and all of the sudden a panic look on his little face and bam--- heart rate dropped... luckily he came out of it pretty quickly.
As I sit here typing this post (heating pad on my ankle since I have now re-injured it during my dash up the stairs) I am very sure of three things.......
1) I will never take the time I have with my babies for granted. Every moment is precious, even if I am elbow deep in poo or pacing the floor with a screaming baby at 3:00am, its one more minute we have together.
2) If I make it to their 1st birthday without a head full of gray hair or without some anxiety pills I will be amazed :)
3) They will not be coming off of their monitor at the next appointment.........
Honestly I have been beginning to count down the days until the boys come off of their monitors (our appt if the first week of Jan)... Obviously I am so thankful we have had them but the boys had been doing so well, and really, the monitors make life pretty difficult.... pluging them in to charge, unpluging them to change diapers, removing and reattaching the leads because both babies break out in terrible rashes, cutting holes in their clothes to protect them from the wires (they were beginning to make Jamison's belly bleed) between the wires to the outlet to charge and the wires to the babies we get tangled up ALOT not to mention tripping over them constantly, and now with Jamison being so chubby it makes the leads have a harder time sensing his lung movement leading to ALOT of false alarms (the other night their were 12) makes getting any sleep for me pretty tough... really it can all be pretty stressful..........
So like I said, everything was going awesome. Weston hadn't had any alarms to really speak of since coming home.... until this week. He had one heart rate drop the other night when he was refluxing. I know I have mentioned Weston is not much of a crier, he really has more of a cute whimper... if he refluxes it becomes a blood curdling scream.... when its really bad he turns blue then purple gets very stiff and trys so hard to scream nothing comes out... obviously since I sleep in their room I hear it right away. So the other night I hear the gurgle (happens just before the cry) and reached to grab the bulb to suction his nose in that amount of time (approx 5-10sec) his heart rate dropped and I needed to stimulate him to bring it back... same night he had another heart rate drop when he was sleeping but he came back pretty quickly. Tonight on the other hand, was awful.....................
I did their bath and bedtime routine, tucked them in, they were sound asleep and Pat went to bed. Since it was only 9:00 pm (I know... alot of toddlers stay up later then Pat does) I decided to wrap some Christmas presents. About 9:30 all of the sudden the blood curdling scream... I drop everything and run to get to him. At full speed, before I even hit the stairs he was already alarming on the monitor (our house is small it was like 10 seconds, if that long).... I grabbed him... he was purple, not breathing, no longer crying, tears rolling down his cheeks and spit up out coming out his nose and mouth........It was the worst I have ever seen and it scared me to death. I stimulated him, rubbing his back, begging him to get it together ( thankful to be trained but hope to NEVER need to perform CPR on either of my children) and get his heart rate to come back, which took longer then usual (every second feels like hours when these episodes happen) and then got him suctioned and back to normal. I would love to say I sat and rocked him and cuddled him after, but I didn't. I was so scared and shaken up, I put him back in his bed and went and cried. It is just not fair that babies have to go through this..... he was in so much pain and so helpless it broke my heart. Its like just when you think we have finally crossed the dangerous hurdles something like this happens and all of my fears come back..... what would happen if I was in the shower or in the bathroom??? Would I hear it in time??? I can't even think about it...
And then we have our little Jamison........ he hadn't had any real lung alarms since our last Dr apt (lots of false ones... and yes I jump to my feet just as quickly no matter what...) and he hasn't had a low heart rate in forever. Yesterday we were on our way to a friends house, Pat was going to the football came with the husband and I was staying behind at their house with the wife and baby boy who is about a month and a half older then our babies. The time we had to leave was about the same time as his bottle was due so I sat in back this way I could feed him (not the first time I have done this). That may sound crazy but its the perfect angle for a reflux baby to be feed at, Dr even recomends having them sleep in it .... anyways.. he was sucking away and all of the sudden a panic look on his little face and bam--- heart rate dropped... luckily he came out of it pretty quickly.
As I sit here typing this post (heating pad on my ankle since I have now re-injured it during my dash up the stairs) I am very sure of three things.......
1) I will never take the time I have with my babies for granted. Every moment is precious, even if I am elbow deep in poo or pacing the floor with a screaming baby at 3:00am, its one more minute we have together.
2) If I make it to their 1st birthday without a head full of gray hair or without some anxiety pills I will be amazed :)
3) They will not be coming off of their monitor at the next appointment.........
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
We made it!!
Its Friday and DADDYS baaaaccckkkkkk!!!! We survived Pats first work trip! He got a look at the babies and was pretty surprised how much Weston's face had changed since he left... munchkin is getting so big! Yesterday and today he has really started "talking" and smiling. OMG I could just squeeze his little cheeks. Lucky for me both babies are too little to push me away because I am always kissing their tiny faces :)
Best part of the night.... Pat was holding Little J as I was doing bath time for Weston, when bath time was over I went downstairs to do the swap and take Jamison for his bath... when he saw me he got so excited started kicking his little feet and just smiled and smiled and smiled like "oh yeah my mom is back" MELTED my heart!!!
The developmental screening nurse came out this week and the boys were superstars!!! Weston is now 8lbs 10oz!!! Jamison was 10lbs 2oz!! Chunky butts!!! She did her evaluation and said the boys were doing "exceptionally well". She was impressed with how good Jamison is at tummy time. Most babies don't really like it but he really does well, pushes himself up, coo's and stays content for a pretty long time. Weston was actually a bit ahead for how well he holds himself. They were looking for them to be able to bring their heads to a 45 degree angle and he is at 90! Each month she will come out and do her assesment and then every 6 weeks they go to a clinic for a follow up with a physical therapist and Dr..... well since they did so well she said they can skip January, no need to go until Febuary!! I am so proud :)
After the nurse visit it was time for stroller happy hour :) It was so much fun. The ladies ranged from drinking 0-2 glasses of wine so no sloshed mommas. We were chatting so much totally lost track of time... I guess after talking to babies that don't talk back all day ....that was bound to happen :)
Speaking of time.....I have been counting down the days till we go to North Carolina and get to share the babies with the family. By Saturday morning (next week) they will get to see Grandma Crockett again, Monday my Aunt Pat and her husband (Uncle Kevin) are coming for a few days and then of course Christmas, their Aunts -Kelly & Kristin, Uncles- Brett & Gerard, and 5 cousins Robert, Sean, Gabby, Cameron and Gianna!! I am so excited to see all of the kiddos too! Its been almost a year and I am sure they have all grown and changed so much!!!
I am hoping by then I can walk like a normal person again. My ankle is still killing me (note to self- when exercising remember you aren't a teenager anymore, your joints can only take so much!!!) but despite my little injury I have finally been able to budge the number on the scale!! 4lbs more down 2 to go!!! My goal was 3 months to get the weight off, I think I am going to be able to squeak by the hairs of my chinny chin chin. Although looking at the old body now... not thinking that pre-pregnancy weight is going to look the same?!?!?! Things have shifted just a wee bit... its ok, I'll take it. The babies were totally worth it!!!
I will post some more pictures tomorrow!
Best part of the night.... Pat was holding Little J as I was doing bath time for Weston, when bath time was over I went downstairs to do the swap and take Jamison for his bath... when he saw me he got so excited started kicking his little feet and just smiled and smiled and smiled like "oh yeah my mom is back" MELTED my heart!!!
The developmental screening nurse came out this week and the boys were superstars!!! Weston is now 8lbs 10oz!!! Jamison was 10lbs 2oz!! Chunky butts!!! She did her evaluation and said the boys were doing "exceptionally well". She was impressed with how good Jamison is at tummy time. Most babies don't really like it but he really does well, pushes himself up, coo's and stays content for a pretty long time. Weston was actually a bit ahead for how well he holds himself. They were looking for them to be able to bring their heads to a 45 degree angle and he is at 90! Each month she will come out and do her assesment and then every 6 weeks they go to a clinic for a follow up with a physical therapist and Dr..... well since they did so well she said they can skip January, no need to go until Febuary!! I am so proud :)
After the nurse visit it was time for stroller happy hour :) It was so much fun. The ladies ranged from drinking 0-2 glasses of wine so no sloshed mommas. We were chatting so much totally lost track of time... I guess after talking to babies that don't talk back all day ....that was bound to happen :)
Speaking of time.....I have been counting down the days till we go to North Carolina and get to share the babies with the family. By Saturday morning (next week) they will get to see Grandma Crockett again, Monday my Aunt Pat and her husband (Uncle Kevin) are coming for a few days and then of course Christmas, their Aunts -Kelly & Kristin, Uncles- Brett & Gerard, and 5 cousins Robert, Sean, Gabby, Cameron and Gianna!! I am so excited to see all of the kiddos too! Its been almost a year and I am sure they have all grown and changed so much!!!
I am hoping by then I can walk like a normal person again. My ankle is still killing me (note to self- when exercising remember you aren't a teenager anymore, your joints can only take so much!!!) but despite my little injury I have finally been able to budge the number on the scale!! 4lbs more down 2 to go!!! My goal was 3 months to get the weight off, I think I am going to be able to squeak by the hairs of my chinny chin chin. Although looking at the old body now... not thinking that pre-pregnancy weight is going to look the same?!?!?! Things have shifted just a wee bit... its ok, I'll take it. The babies were totally worth it!!!
I will post some more pictures tomorrow!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Random thoughts....
Ok so here I am 12 weeks post baby and I thought I was way beyond the "why didn't anyone warn me....." stage but just like in all of the infomercials... "BUT wait there is more...." no I don't get free shipping or an extra knife for free............ instead I get my wonderful girlie visitor for the first time........ (TMI warning) Can you say holy Niagra Falls Batman??? Come on ladies, where was my warning??? Just an "oh by the way your first one may be a bit different" would have probably clued me in but I got notta. I actually started to think there was a problem, like I was loosing an organ or something....... so I made a few calls and.....turns out TOTALLY normal...... hmmmmmmmm so as this may be to much info for some, this as my warning to my soon to be momma friends, be prepared :)
Then we have Miss Maggie..... its freezing here in the DC area and I may not have mentioned it yet but the hubby is gone for the week (yep just me and the kiddos-I am so lucky they are such good babies) which means I have dog duty. If you don't know Maggie you wouldn't realize how neurotic she is about everything.... she needs an audience to go poop. Can't just let her do her business outside like a normal dog, oh no.... she wants company. Seriously if you turn away or leave, game over, the whole process starts again. She will be mid-poo and she keeps turning her head to be sure you are still there. Its crazy.... Anyways... for some stinking reason she has now decided that no blade of grass is good enough for her to deposit her landmind. She sniffs and circles and cirlces... thinks about going only to then decide, nope not good enough... and start the process over. God forbid if the wind blows or a leaf crackles..........Its rediculous!! So here is me... bundled up waiting for her to do her business, normally a 5 minute ordeal has become 20 minutes.........and I REALLY miss FL. I would never need two coats and gloves to take the dog out there thats for sure!!!!!
And then we have the boys....they are so good to me!!!! They are consistently napping twice a day for 2 hours (next up we will be working on sleeping through the night) and I am LOVING IT!! I got all caught up with laundry gave myself a pedicure and have already wrapped the Christmas gifts that were here (still have more on the way, I love online shopping). On a sad note........ I had to pack up some of their newborn clothes :( My babies are growing up already and their chunky little behinds were just getting too snug... not gonna lie I cried a little. These are going to be my only babies and it makes me sad that it just goes SOOOOOOO fast.
Tomorrow the twin moms group is hitting a "stroller happy hour". Now I know that may sound crazy, let a bunch of moms come and get sloshed and drive their babies home.... but I am sure thats not what its like.... Right???? I guess I will find out tomorrow. I am not much of a drinker but I am going along for the visit. With Pat being away seeing some other grown-ups will be nice. I will let you know how it goes :)
Then we have Miss Maggie..... its freezing here in the DC area and I may not have mentioned it yet but the hubby is gone for the week (yep just me and the kiddos-I am so lucky they are such good babies) which means I have dog duty. If you don't know Maggie you wouldn't realize how neurotic she is about everything.... she needs an audience to go poop. Can't just let her do her business outside like a normal dog, oh no.... she wants company. Seriously if you turn away or leave, game over, the whole process starts again. She will be mid-poo and she keeps turning her head to be sure you are still there. Its crazy.... Anyways... for some stinking reason she has now decided that no blade of grass is good enough for her to deposit her landmind. She sniffs and circles and cirlces... thinks about going only to then decide, nope not good enough... and start the process over. God forbid if the wind blows or a leaf crackles..........Its rediculous!! So here is me... bundled up waiting for her to do her business, normally a 5 minute ordeal has become 20 minutes.........and I REALLY miss FL. I would never need two coats and gloves to take the dog out there thats for sure!!!!!
And then we have the boys....they are so good to me!!!! They are consistently napping twice a day for 2 hours (next up we will be working on sleeping through the night) and I am LOVING IT!! I got all caught up with laundry gave myself a pedicure and have already wrapped the Christmas gifts that were here (still have more on the way, I love online shopping). On a sad note........ I had to pack up some of their newborn clothes :( My babies are growing up already and their chunky little behinds were just getting too snug... not gonna lie I cried a little. These are going to be my only babies and it makes me sad that it just goes SOOOOOOO fast.
Tomorrow the twin moms group is hitting a "stroller happy hour". Now I know that may sound crazy, let a bunch of moms come and get sloshed and drive their babies home.... but I am sure thats not what its like.... Right???? I guess I will find out tomorrow. I am not much of a drinker but I am going along for the visit. With Pat being away seeing some other grown-ups will be nice. I will let you know how it goes :)
Friday, December 3, 2010
1am
Yep its 1:00am and I am awake... you wonder why I am awake???? Well... its like this. My babies usually wake up for a bottle 3-4 hours after they go to bed, sometimes I get lucky and they go 5..... looks like tonight is one of those nights. I would be super happy about that BUT I thought they were going to wake up "any minute" since 11:00 and I have been keeping myself busy figuring why go to sleep when they will wake me up 10 minutes later.... Ummm ya I guess I should have just went to bed. Oh well at least I got some online Christmas shopping done :)
So I figure I haven't done a "pet peeves" aka things that tick me off in awhile so its time :) But before then I will gladly share a few things that make me VERY happy.
1) 21 days until I get to introduce my little babies to their 2 aunts, 2 uncles, and 5 cousins!!!
2) Jamison is loving his "nap nanny" apparently since he is sleeping so well (also took his nap in it earlier too). Just got it today to see if it helps his reflux while he sleeps... if it works we are getting another for Weston.
3) LOVING that my babies are now on a great schedule of two 2+ hour naps a day... AT THE SAME TIME :) (if you notice the blog has been updated a wee bit more often lately mommy has more time on her hands to get stuff dome)
4) Love the little baby noises squeaks and coos both babies make. Seriously I could listen to them and pinch their cheeks all day long!
Now for a few things I DON'T love.........
1) When after feeding two babies their nightime bottles (note-at their scheduled bedtime), lugging those overly tired whining and whimpering babies and their monitors up the stairs with a bum knee (yep thanks to that new workout and whole O.B.B.) I holler dowstairs and the conversation goes like this........
Me-"babe can you please bring me Jamison's new bed real quick"
Babies- Whaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaa!! Whaaaaaa!!!!!!!
Pat-"right now?"
No, REALLY please take your time....... who needs to have a bed at bedtime???? (Men!!)
2) When a conversation goes like this...
"what are your babies names"
"Jamison and Weston"
"I was going to name my son Weston but my husband hated it"
"Oh really"
Seriously??? What else do you say to that?? I am thinking next time I will reply with a big smile and simply say "Thats awesome, thanks for sharing!"
3) Now this one is by far the most annoying... people are stinkin NOSEY!!! Listen I obviously have no problem sharing info... I probably over share way too much. I mean I have told you all about my girlie parts, my pooping habits, my stretch marks, worrying I peed myself when my water broke, all kinds of crazy things.... but this totally ticks me off and has happened already more times then I can count...
"are they twins?" (ummm... no I had an extra spot in my stroller so I decided to borrow a baby)
"yes"
"are they natural?"
Ok stranger person..... for starters you will see me for approx 1 min during your entire life... why do you think upon the very glance at my babies that its ok for you to ask about the status of my fertility??? Its such a ballsy question and happens so often but yet for some reson I still get caught off gaurd and have yet to answer it with something equally as personal like "what were the results of your last pap smear?"
Don't get me wrong if I am talking to someone I have no problem telling people we concieved through IVF or answering any questions about the process. I usually just volunteer it (if I am actually having a conversation) because I don't think enough people talk about the struggles of infertitly or all that goes with it. I have a problem with the fact that they are asking to be just plain nosey. After I answer with "no we needed to use IVF" I get a simple "oh..." and thats the end, they walk away and I am left wondering why that conversation took place??? How else can I answer it really? How much information do they REALLY want to know as we stand for 30 seconds waiting for an elevator? Do you want the simple answer like I usually give? Do they want the full answer of 2 1/2 years of heartbreak trying to get pregnant, 3 surgeries, a failed cycle, how much it costs? What are they REALLY asking? I don't know... so I think I may try to have some fun with it next time :)
4) The misconception about fertility treatments.... as if its the easy way. I had someone tell me the other day that when they see twins they just assume that person used fertility drugs "becasue they didn't want to wait" to get pregnant on their own. I am sure a few woman have asked for clomid to help speed up the process but by all means they are the minority. People don't choose to be infertile and there are sooooo many different reasons and causes... its a hard thing to go through not to mention your body being put through the ringer with the hormones, the tests the actual procedure isn't a picnic either and after all of that it doesn't always work. By all means the "easy" way would be the old fashioned way.
The boys pulmanary Dr. said to me during the appointment........... "Ooooooooh........they are IVF twins.........." Yes they are. Now does that change how you read the reports on their monitor??? No... I didn't think so.
Maybe I am sensitive to the subject but I just hate the babies being labeled and questioned. They are sweet little innocent babies, not "oh... they are IVF babies...." Jamison and Weston are just simply babies... my babies..... and watch out because this momma bear is obviously a wee bit overprotective :)
So I figure I haven't done a "pet peeves" aka things that tick me off in awhile so its time :) But before then I will gladly share a few things that make me VERY happy.
1) 21 days until I get to introduce my little babies to their 2 aunts, 2 uncles, and 5 cousins!!!
2) Jamison is loving his "nap nanny" apparently since he is sleeping so well (also took his nap in it earlier too). Just got it today to see if it helps his reflux while he sleeps... if it works we are getting another for Weston.
3) LOVING that my babies are now on a great schedule of two 2+ hour naps a day... AT THE SAME TIME :) (if you notice the blog has been updated a wee bit more often lately mommy has more time on her hands to get stuff dome)
4) Love the little baby noises squeaks and coos both babies make. Seriously I could listen to them and pinch their cheeks all day long!
Now for a few things I DON'T love.........
1) When after feeding two babies their nightime bottles (note-at their scheduled bedtime), lugging those overly tired whining and whimpering babies and their monitors up the stairs with a bum knee (yep thanks to that new workout and whole O.B.B.) I holler dowstairs and the conversation goes like this........
Me-"babe can you please bring me Jamison's new bed real quick"
Babies- Whaaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaa!! Whaaaaaa!!!!!!!
Pat-"right now?"
No, REALLY please take your time....... who needs to have a bed at bedtime???? (Men!!)
2) When a conversation goes like this...
"what are your babies names"
"Jamison and Weston"
"I was going to name my son Weston but my husband hated it"
"Oh really"
Seriously??? What else do you say to that?? I am thinking next time I will reply with a big smile and simply say "Thats awesome, thanks for sharing!"
3) Now this one is by far the most annoying... people are stinkin NOSEY!!! Listen I obviously have no problem sharing info... I probably over share way too much. I mean I have told you all about my girlie parts, my pooping habits, my stretch marks, worrying I peed myself when my water broke, all kinds of crazy things.... but this totally ticks me off and has happened already more times then I can count...
"are they twins?" (ummm... no I had an extra spot in my stroller so I decided to borrow a baby)
"yes"
"are they natural?"
Ok stranger person..... for starters you will see me for approx 1 min during your entire life... why do you think upon the very glance at my babies that its ok for you to ask about the status of my fertility??? Its such a ballsy question and happens so often but yet for some reson I still get caught off gaurd and have yet to answer it with something equally as personal like "what were the results of your last pap smear?"
Don't get me wrong if I am talking to someone I have no problem telling people we concieved through IVF or answering any questions about the process. I usually just volunteer it (if I am actually having a conversation) because I don't think enough people talk about the struggles of infertitly or all that goes with it. I have a problem with the fact that they are asking to be just plain nosey. After I answer with "no we needed to use IVF" I get a simple "oh..." and thats the end, they walk away and I am left wondering why that conversation took place??? How else can I answer it really? How much information do they REALLY want to know as we stand for 30 seconds waiting for an elevator? Do you want the simple answer like I usually give? Do they want the full answer of 2 1/2 years of heartbreak trying to get pregnant, 3 surgeries, a failed cycle, how much it costs? What are they REALLY asking? I don't know... so I think I may try to have some fun with it next time :)
4) The misconception about fertility treatments.... as if its the easy way. I had someone tell me the other day that when they see twins they just assume that person used fertility drugs "becasue they didn't want to wait" to get pregnant on their own. I am sure a few woman have asked for clomid to help speed up the process but by all means they are the minority. People don't choose to be infertile and there are sooooo many different reasons and causes... its a hard thing to go through not to mention your body being put through the ringer with the hormones, the tests the actual procedure isn't a picnic either and after all of that it doesn't always work. By all means the "easy" way would be the old fashioned way.
The boys pulmanary Dr. said to me during the appointment........... "Ooooooooh........they are IVF twins.........." Yes they are. Now does that change how you read the reports on their monitor??? No... I didn't think so.
Maybe I am sensitive to the subject but I just hate the babies being labeled and questioned. They are sweet little innocent babies, not "oh... they are IVF babies...." Jamison and Weston are just simply babies... my babies..... and watch out because this momma bear is obviously a wee bit overprotective :)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Video time!!!
I have been saying I needed to post a video of Jamison "talking" and I finally got a pretty good one. I had the camera out because little Weston gave me his first official coo's today!!! It was adorable but of course when I got the camera out he stopped... oh well...it was still a success since I caught his brother. Next time hopefully...........
Since I didn't get a video I figured I would post a couple bath pictures of him instead, he LOVES bathtime whether its in the sink or the tub :)
Tomorrow its another big "playdate" with our twin group. All 8 moms and 14 babies (the last 2 are still in the NICU but hoping to be home soon... the poor mom, I know its tough). Last time it was pretty fun so I am sure we will have a good time. Although I will be missing FL big time.... the high is only 40 degrees!!! We will all be bundled up when we leave the house :)
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