Any guesses on what today’s pithy title refers to?
Those were my eldest son’s requirements for his pumpkin patch pumpkin. Joshua attends an outstanding pre-school and this week the school arranged a field trip to a local pumpkin patch for its “Junior Bankers.” In addition to a fun hay rack ride, each child got to pick out a pumpkin to take home. And while the ceremonial picking of the pumpkin was supposed to be the highlight of the trip, ask any of the three year olds what the best part was and they will tell you without equivocation, “RIDING ON THE SCHOOL BUS!”
Did you know that God cares about field trips too? There were 32 three-year olds participating in the pumpkin fun and approximately 17 parents had signed up to go along. About a week before the adventure the school sent out an e-mail that indicated there may not be enough room for all parents on the bus. The e-mail encouraged parents to form car pools and even volunteered to coordinate the car pools if parents requested. I can only assume that the e-mail did not engender the hoped for response because the day before the trip an e-mail was sent to all of the parents indicating that only 6 parents would be allowed on the bus…and I was one of them!
I didn’t ask to be one of the six parents on the bus. I didn’t go to the director and indicate that I couldn’t possibly car pool since my van is, literally, filled with car seats. I didn’t raise my hand and demand special treatment since I am paying a small fortune to the day care every week. I didn’t try to explain to Joshua’s teacher the melt down I knew would come if Joshua got to school on Tuesday and learned that he had to ride the bus without Mom. I merely planned on being one of the first parents there so I could rely on a first come, first served argument, but in reality I knew that probably wouldn’t work. So I simply held my breath and hoped and prayed that I would be able to ride on the bus since that was really the source of Joshua’s excitement. Then the e-mail came out. I exhaled and, most importantly, I no longer had to hedge when Joshua bounced up and down with the thought of riding the school bus with Mommy.
Now I know there are many of you out there that will see all of this as merely a coincidence or a random event. And, who knows, maybe the school did select the parents at what they considered random. But I choose to see something bigger and, yes, even divine at my inclusion. Because my little three-year old has been through a lot this year too. And he needed something that was all his to share with only his Mom. While we can tell him over and over how special he is and how there are so many things he can do that the babies can’t do, sometimes he just needs something concrete. Sometimes, he needs an experience that puts him on top of a world without babies. Sometimes he needs to be able to act silly and look at trees and big trucks out the window of a big yellow school bus. I wish you all could have seen the joy on his little face.
So thank you, God, for the best ride on a school bus ever. And thank you for caring about the little things in life too.
And yes, Joshua got a great pumpkin. It was just the right size, wasn’t squishy at all, and on the back side was just a little bit of green.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
One-Third of a Day in the Life
Mom and Dad have 3 jobs.
Job #1 starts around 5:30 a.m. and involves getting everyone up, ready and out the door by (hopefully) 7:30.
Job #2 is the actual job that pays us and allows for the purchase of food, formula, diapers, you know, those little things.
Job #3 begins at day care pick up and lasts until the blessed hour of (hopefully) 8:00 when all Gausmans 3 and under are in bed…if not yet asleep.
Yes, that is an approximate 14.5 hour day. And we haven’t even counted the 11:00 p.m. feeding. On a good day when all the stars are aligned and smiling, this is what it looks like. You don’t even want to know what a bad day looks like!
5:30 A.M.
Dad is up and in the shower.
Mom catches a few more z’s.
Babies are starting to twitch, but no one is truly awake yet.
Joshua is usually still asleep, but he has been known to sneak into Mom & Dad’s room at this early hour (how did we get such an early riser?!?!?).
5:40 A.M.
Dad has probably fallen asleep in the shower.
5:45 A.M.
Dad is out of the shower.
Bottles are warming (Thanks Dad!).
Mom is either still catching z’s or tending to any awake baby or Joshua.
Mom is trying to deny the fact that she needs to get up and dress babies.
6:00 A.M.
Babies are (hopefully) mostly dressed.
Dad is (hopefully) mostly dressed.
Mom is (hopefully) sitting down to feed one baby.
Joshua is snuggling in to watch a Special Agent Oso while the babies get fed.
By 6:15 A.M.
Babies are all (hopefully) being fed.
2 are being “boppied” (yes it is a verb) and one is with Mom and Joshua having its young brain warped by the powers that are Disney.
6:30 A.M.
Special Agent Oso finishes his special assignment
Mom motivates Joshua to get dressed on his own by playing the “big boy” card. Thank God he can dress himself. Mom overlooks the bright red sweat pants with the orange t-shirt and the blue socks. And what size are those pants, Joshua? How can they be that short already?
Mom makes mental note to scouer the van for loose change for new pants for the 3 year old.
6:45 A.M.
Dad takes Joshua & a baby downstairs for breakfast.
Oops, you need to take two babies now…can’t leave Matthew on the bed since he can roll & William has lost all interest in the ceiling fan.
Don’t forget to feed Haley, and put the bottles together, and pack Joshua’s bag, and get anything you might need for the day, and put the car seats out, and start the dishwasher so there are clean bottles tonight…Prozac not included.
Meanwhile, Mom draws on all of those articles she read in days of old and really does reduce her “beauty routine” to 20 minutes.
7:05 A.M.
A time warp takes place and somehow we’ve accomplished nothing…
7:30 A.M.
We’re supposed to be leaving, but just now putting the babies in their seats. It will take another 10 minutes to actually get everyone in the car. William throws up everywhere…and oh yes, he needs a new diaper along with the new outfit.
7:40 A.M.
3 babies? Check!
1 Joshua? Check!
1 spastic yellow lab? Check!
Bottles? Check!
Joshua’s backpack? Check!
Badges? Check!
Mom & Dad? Check!
Pull out of the driveway….Don’t hit the trashcans on the way out.
Did I brush my teeth?
And that, my friends, is the end of Job #1. Job #2 is a breeze comparatively. And Job #3, well, I’m not sure you’re ready for that. Perhaps that will be next week’s post. :-)
Job #1 starts around 5:30 a.m. and involves getting everyone up, ready and out the door by (hopefully) 7:30.
Job #2 is the actual job that pays us and allows for the purchase of food, formula, diapers, you know, those little things.
Job #3 begins at day care pick up and lasts until the blessed hour of (hopefully) 8:00 when all Gausmans 3 and under are in bed…if not yet asleep.
Yes, that is an approximate 14.5 hour day. And we haven’t even counted the 11:00 p.m. feeding. On a good day when all the stars are aligned and smiling, this is what it looks like. You don’t even want to know what a bad day looks like!
5:30 A.M.
Dad is up and in the shower.
Mom catches a few more z’s.
Babies are starting to twitch, but no one is truly awake yet.
Joshua is usually still asleep, but he has been known to sneak into Mom & Dad’s room at this early hour (how did we get such an early riser?!?!?).
5:40 A.M.
Dad has probably fallen asleep in the shower.
5:45 A.M.
Dad is out of the shower.
Bottles are warming (Thanks Dad!).
Mom is either still catching z’s or tending to any awake baby or Joshua.
Mom is trying to deny the fact that she needs to get up and dress babies.
6:00 A.M.
Babies are (hopefully) mostly dressed.
Dad is (hopefully) mostly dressed.
Mom is (hopefully) sitting down to feed one baby.
Joshua is snuggling in to watch a Special Agent Oso while the babies get fed.
By 6:15 A.M.
Babies are all (hopefully) being fed.
2 are being “boppied” (yes it is a verb) and one is with Mom and Joshua having its young brain warped by the powers that are Disney.
6:30 A.M.
Special Agent Oso finishes his special assignment
Mom motivates Joshua to get dressed on his own by playing the “big boy” card. Thank God he can dress himself. Mom overlooks the bright red sweat pants with the orange t-shirt and the blue socks. And what size are those pants, Joshua? How can they be that short already?
Mom makes mental note to scouer the van for loose change for new pants for the 3 year old.
6:45 A.M.
Dad takes Joshua & a baby downstairs for breakfast.
Oops, you need to take two babies now…can’t leave Matthew on the bed since he can roll & William has lost all interest in the ceiling fan.
Don’t forget to feed Haley, and put the bottles together, and pack Joshua’s bag, and get anything you might need for the day, and put the car seats out, and start the dishwasher so there are clean bottles tonight…Prozac not included.
Meanwhile, Mom draws on all of those articles she read in days of old and really does reduce her “beauty routine” to 20 minutes.
7:05 A.M.
A time warp takes place and somehow we’ve accomplished nothing…
7:30 A.M.
We’re supposed to be leaving, but just now putting the babies in their seats. It will take another 10 minutes to actually get everyone in the car. William throws up everywhere…and oh yes, he needs a new diaper along with the new outfit.
7:40 A.M.
3 babies? Check!
1 Joshua? Check!
1 spastic yellow lab? Check!
Bottles? Check!
Joshua’s backpack? Check!
Badges? Check!
Mom & Dad? Check!
Pull out of the driveway….Don’t hit the trashcans on the way out.
Did I brush my teeth?
And that, my friends, is the end of Job #1. Job #2 is a breeze comparatively. And Job #3, well, I’m not sure you’re ready for that. Perhaps that will be next week’s post. :-)
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
William, my little William
Last night, William fell asleep in my arms.
It had not been an easy night. There was much crying and consternation from all four children. William had been particularly inconsolable as he wailed through the entire time it took to get all four children in their PJ’s and ready for the babies’ 7:00 feeding. Nerves were raw, words were harsh, and the enormity of the situation weighed on Mom and Dad’s every thought. It was one of those nights where we literally had to push ourselves through every action with dogged deliberateness because if we did not force ourselves to move and act we would be paralyzed by the sheer size of the tasks in front of us.
And then, with Paige and Matthew asleep in their cribs and Dad reading Joshua bed time stories, William fell asleep in my arms. He stopped crying. He stopped flailing. And he just was. I could feel his breath, somewhat labored from his cold. I could watch his dream smiles. I could feel his toes twitch periodically against my stomach. His arms were wrapped around me as if in a hug. He was beautiful and perfect and mine.
Every parent loves their children but there are moments when the intensity of that love hits you with such force it literally takes your breath away. Last night, looking into his face was the first time I had felt that way in longer than I care to remember. And, suddenly, everything seemed just a little bit more manageable. The laundry mountain seemed not quite so high. The bottles seemed not quite so numerous. The 5 hours of sleep we’ve been averaging seemed like more than enough. The road ahead was navigable again.
So I did my best to make a memory of that moment and I tucked it away as one of the reasons we’re doing all of this.
Thank you, William. Mommy owes you one.
It had not been an easy night. There was much crying and consternation from all four children. William had been particularly inconsolable as he wailed through the entire time it took to get all four children in their PJ’s and ready for the babies’ 7:00 feeding. Nerves were raw, words were harsh, and the enormity of the situation weighed on Mom and Dad’s every thought. It was one of those nights where we literally had to push ourselves through every action with dogged deliberateness because if we did not force ourselves to move and act we would be paralyzed by the sheer size of the tasks in front of us.
And then, with Paige and Matthew asleep in their cribs and Dad reading Joshua bed time stories, William fell asleep in my arms. He stopped crying. He stopped flailing. And he just was. I could feel his breath, somewhat labored from his cold. I could watch his dream smiles. I could feel his toes twitch periodically against my stomach. His arms were wrapped around me as if in a hug. He was beautiful and perfect and mine.
Every parent loves their children but there are moments when the intensity of that love hits you with such force it literally takes your breath away. Last night, looking into his face was the first time I had felt that way in longer than I care to remember. And, suddenly, everything seemed just a little bit more manageable. The laundry mountain seemed not quite so high. The bottles seemed not quite so numerous. The 5 hours of sleep we’ve been averaging seemed like more than enough. The road ahead was navigable again.
So I did my best to make a memory of that moment and I tucked it away as one of the reasons we’re doing all of this.
Thank you, William. Mommy owes you one.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Ripping off the Band-Aid
I wish I could tell you how many times we’ve said to each other, “we really need to update the blog.” 10? 100? 1000? Where to start? What to write? Do I have time to upload that many pictures? So much has happened, yet so much is the same. But like all things big and daunting you just have to do it. So, with that I’m ripping off the proverbial band-aid and diving right in. Hold on tight…
The triplets are now 4 months old!!! We had their 4 month appointment on Tuesday, September 29 and all were pronounced strong and healthy, well, with the exception of William’s double ear infections. Our first round of antibiotics! Here are the stats:
Matthew
24 ½ inches (50th percentile)
14 lbs. 6 oz (50th percentile)
Paige
25 ¼ inches (75th – 90th percentile)
14 lbs. 11 ½ oz (75th percentile)
William
24 ¾ inches (50th percentile)
16 lbs. 1 ½ oz (75th percentile)
And remember, those percentiles are on the REGULAR growth chart!!! No more preemie chart needed and such a long way from where we started!
They clearly all have their own personalities and likes/dislikes. It is a wild ride trying to figure out the cues of 3 babies. Luckily, we have the highly conversant Joshua to help “interpret” for us. He pretty much assumes that when a baby cries, Mom & Dad need to change a diaper.
Matthew is our mover! Mr. M (as he is called around here) is the wiggler and has mastered rolling over. This is pretty astounding for a 4 month old preemie. Joshua didn’t roll over until he was nearly 6 months old. In fact, Joshua could sit-up unassisted before he could roll with any proficiency. But Matthew just doesn’t like to be still. He is the most generous with the smiles and will gladly “tell” you about his entire day as long as you will listen. He is grasping rattles and toys when you hold them out for him and is very adept at taking his pacifier out of his mouth. Putting it back in is a bit challenging but he’s working on it.
Paige is our Zen baby. When she was tiny she could truly sleep around the clock waking up only for feedings. She has more awake time now but is still so calm and relaxed it is scary. I’m not sure what she thinks of her Type A parents running around trying to schedule anything and everything. If left to her own devices I think everything around her would flow with the ease of a lazy river. She’s still known as “the peanut” given her tiny stature when she first came home but looking at her now you would never know that she was under 5 pounds when they discharged her and entrusted us with her care. Paige is also very generous with her smiles and loves to coo at you. She is still working on her core strength but her neck is getting stronger every day & I’m sure she’ll be rolling around with Matthew very soon.
William, ahh William. We’re still trying to figure him out. He can smile at you…when he wants to. He can lay contentedly…when he wants to. He can grab a scarf or toy and play with it…when he wants to. But truth be told, the “Big Man” simply likes to be close to you. He loves to be held and cuddled and is usually most-displeased when you have to put him down. He loves looking at his mobile (Herbie Husker!) and his neck and core strength are good. But of all the triplets he is the most preemie acting, meaning that we can truly see that cognitively and physically he is closer to his adjusted age than he is his chronological age.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with adjusted age vs. chronological age, it is something that doctors and parents pay close attention to with preemies. Chronological age is the age of the baby from the day of birth, i.e. the number of days, weeks or years old the baby is. So for the triplets, their chronological age is just over 4 months (or if looking at in weeks, 18 weeks on October 1). Adjusted age is the age of the baby based on due date. So, for the triplets, their adjusted age is not quite 3 months (or if looking at in weeks, 13 weeks on October 1 since their due date was July 1). For some preemies adjusted age never comes in to play and they hit all their milestones within the normal ranges for a full-term baby. For other preemies adjusted age is a huge factor and most be considered almost daily. I think our babies will probably fall somewhere in the middle.
For those of you who know us well it will come as no surprise that it is hard for us not to freak out when we compare William to Matthew. There is a stark contrast. But having triplets is nothing if not a lesson in patience and “letting go.” So we try very hard to look at all the babies as individuals and remember that if we didn’t have them to compare to each other we wouldn’t know any different! Besides, the doctor told us that Matthew is jumping so far ahead he is just making Paige & William look like they are lagging behind when, really, they are hitting all normal 4 month old milestones. Matthew is just hitting 6 to 7 month milestones a little early.
Joshua has adjusted amazingly well to all of this. For a long time he basically ignored the babies. Sure, he liked to get diapers but after that he was pretty much done with all things baby. Now that Paige and Matthew are starting to smile and interact he loves to show the babies how big boys get dressed, eat real food, play with action figures, do art projects and, most importantly, go to Jr. Bankers at school. As he is fond of telling you he is WAY too big for the baby room. We can’t say enough about Joshua’s day care (now known as pre-school!) and how happy he is there. We are confident that the consistent high quality care and attention he received and continues to receive from all of his teachers has grounded him and helped him adjust well to these monumental changes. Sure, he has his moments, but never once has he said he wants us to take them back and *knock on wood* we’ve only seen gentle touches and kisses. Let’s hope that continues…at least until they start getting into his stuff!
As for Mom & Dad we are surviving. Mom went back to work on August 31 and it was as difficult as you would imagine it to be. Having been immersed in the baby world (x3!) for such a long period of time getting back into the groove has been hard…harder this time than it was with Joshua. But, as we tell people when they ask us “how do you do it?” the answer is, you just do. Dad continues to be the champion multi-tasker. But he has recently admitted that from this point forward all weekends must have planned activities and errands. Otherwise, 48+ hours with 4 kids to 2 parents can be, well, downright dreadful. Sorry Paige, we’re going to have to be regimented for a while to come.
So, we hope you’ve enjoyed this peak into our crazy life. I could go on and on about schedules and feedings, day care drop-offs and pick-ups, the amazingly brazen comments we get from people when we take everybody out, the literal lack of time, the kindness and generosity of our friends and family through all of this…but then what would I have to blog about next week. That’s right, my hope is for one blog post a week. Will we be able to make it happen??? As we said way back on the first post when we started this adventure…stay tuned! More details and pictures to come!
The triplets are now 4 months old!!! We had their 4 month appointment on Tuesday, September 29 and all were pronounced strong and healthy, well, with the exception of William’s double ear infections. Our first round of antibiotics! Here are the stats:
Matthew
24 ½ inches (50th percentile)
14 lbs. 6 oz (50th percentile)
Paige
25 ¼ inches (75th – 90th percentile)
14 lbs. 11 ½ oz (75th percentile)
William
24 ¾ inches (50th percentile)
16 lbs. 1 ½ oz (75th percentile)
And remember, those percentiles are on the REGULAR growth chart!!! No more preemie chart needed and such a long way from where we started!
They clearly all have their own personalities and likes/dislikes. It is a wild ride trying to figure out the cues of 3 babies. Luckily, we have the highly conversant Joshua to help “interpret” for us. He pretty much assumes that when a baby cries, Mom & Dad need to change a diaper.
Matthew is our mover! Mr. M (as he is called around here) is the wiggler and has mastered rolling over. This is pretty astounding for a 4 month old preemie. Joshua didn’t roll over until he was nearly 6 months old. In fact, Joshua could sit-up unassisted before he could roll with any proficiency. But Matthew just doesn’t like to be still. He is the most generous with the smiles and will gladly “tell” you about his entire day as long as you will listen. He is grasping rattles and toys when you hold them out for him and is very adept at taking his pacifier out of his mouth. Putting it back in is a bit challenging but he’s working on it.
Paige is our Zen baby. When she was tiny she could truly sleep around the clock waking up only for feedings. She has more awake time now but is still so calm and relaxed it is scary. I’m not sure what she thinks of her Type A parents running around trying to schedule anything and everything. If left to her own devices I think everything around her would flow with the ease of a lazy river. She’s still known as “the peanut” given her tiny stature when she first came home but looking at her now you would never know that she was under 5 pounds when they discharged her and entrusted us with her care. Paige is also very generous with her smiles and loves to coo at you. She is still working on her core strength but her neck is getting stronger every day & I’m sure she’ll be rolling around with Matthew very soon.
William, ahh William. We’re still trying to figure him out. He can smile at you…when he wants to. He can lay contentedly…when he wants to. He can grab a scarf or toy and play with it…when he wants to. But truth be told, the “Big Man” simply likes to be close to you. He loves to be held and cuddled and is usually most-displeased when you have to put him down. He loves looking at his mobile (Herbie Husker!) and his neck and core strength are good. But of all the triplets he is the most preemie acting, meaning that we can truly see that cognitively and physically he is closer to his adjusted age than he is his chronological age.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with adjusted age vs. chronological age, it is something that doctors and parents pay close attention to with preemies. Chronological age is the age of the baby from the day of birth, i.e. the number of days, weeks or years old the baby is. So for the triplets, their chronological age is just over 4 months (or if looking at in weeks, 18 weeks on October 1). Adjusted age is the age of the baby based on due date. So, for the triplets, their adjusted age is not quite 3 months (or if looking at in weeks, 13 weeks on October 1 since their due date was July 1). For some preemies adjusted age never comes in to play and they hit all their milestones within the normal ranges for a full-term baby. For other preemies adjusted age is a huge factor and most be considered almost daily. I think our babies will probably fall somewhere in the middle.
For those of you who know us well it will come as no surprise that it is hard for us not to freak out when we compare William to Matthew. There is a stark contrast. But having triplets is nothing if not a lesson in patience and “letting go.” So we try very hard to look at all the babies as individuals and remember that if we didn’t have them to compare to each other we wouldn’t know any different! Besides, the doctor told us that Matthew is jumping so far ahead he is just making Paige & William look like they are lagging behind when, really, they are hitting all normal 4 month old milestones. Matthew is just hitting 6 to 7 month milestones a little early.
Joshua has adjusted amazingly well to all of this. For a long time he basically ignored the babies. Sure, he liked to get diapers but after that he was pretty much done with all things baby. Now that Paige and Matthew are starting to smile and interact he loves to show the babies how big boys get dressed, eat real food, play with action figures, do art projects and, most importantly, go to Jr. Bankers at school. As he is fond of telling you he is WAY too big for the baby room. We can’t say enough about Joshua’s day care (now known as pre-school!) and how happy he is there. We are confident that the consistent high quality care and attention he received and continues to receive from all of his teachers has grounded him and helped him adjust well to these monumental changes. Sure, he has his moments, but never once has he said he wants us to take them back and *knock on wood* we’ve only seen gentle touches and kisses. Let’s hope that continues…at least until they start getting into his stuff!
As for Mom & Dad we are surviving. Mom went back to work on August 31 and it was as difficult as you would imagine it to be. Having been immersed in the baby world (x3!) for such a long period of time getting back into the groove has been hard…harder this time than it was with Joshua. But, as we tell people when they ask us “how do you do it?” the answer is, you just do. Dad continues to be the champion multi-tasker. But he has recently admitted that from this point forward all weekends must have planned activities and errands. Otherwise, 48+ hours with 4 kids to 2 parents can be, well, downright dreadful. Sorry Paige, we’re going to have to be regimented for a while to come.
So, we hope you’ve enjoyed this peak into our crazy life. I could go on and on about schedules and feedings, day care drop-offs and pick-ups, the amazingly brazen comments we get from people when we take everybody out, the literal lack of time, the kindness and generosity of our friends and family through all of this…but then what would I have to blog about next week. That’s right, my hope is for one blog post a week. Will we be able to make it happen??? As we said way back on the first post when we started this adventure…stay tuned! More details and pictures to come!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Who needs sleep? Well you're never gonna get it...
Sorry that it has been so long since our last post. Things have gotten a little crazy! :)
For those of you who do not know, William came home on June 15 - which also happened to be Joshua's 3rd birthday. Here are the four kiddos on birthday/homecoming day. We're not sure if Joshua is telling us he's 3 or telling us we have three babies!
William on 7/1/09 (their due date!)
Matthew on 5/28/09
Matthew on 7/1/09
Paige on 5/28/09
Paige on 7/1/09
For those of you who do not know, William came home on June 15 - which also happened to be Joshua's 3rd birthday. Here are the four kiddos on birthday/homecoming day. We're not sure if Joshua is telling us he's 3 or telling us we have three babies!
Life is somehow exponentially harder with 3 babies as opposed to 2. We are now in the midst of trying to find the happy medium between letting the babies decide when they are hungry and putting them on a "clock-feeding" schedule. Of course, once one baby wakes up we wake them all up to eat - we can't let them have total control!
They are doing well and gaining weight, though. At weight checks last week Matthew was 7 lbs 1 oz (4 lbs 6 oz at birth); Paige was 7 lbs 10 oz (5 lbs 2 oz at birth); and William was 7 lbs 12 oz (4 lbs 14 0z at birth). The doctor is very happy with their progress!
We can't believe they've been with us 5 weeks. The longest and shortest 5 weeks of our lives.
William on 5/28/09
William on 7/1/09 (their due date!)
Matthew on 5/28/09
Matthew on 7/1/09
Paige on 5/28/09
Paige on 7/1/09
Joshua and his babies!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
When you dream, what do you dream about?
Today is the two-week mark from the birth of our triplets. And, the first day that we were able to get them all together for a picture with no (visible) cords, tubes, IVs, etc. Very exciting! We just had to share this picture:
In order, that's Paige, William and Matthew. (This picture inspired the post title, in case anyone was wondering.)
Everyone continues to do well. Paige and Matthew had their 2 week appointment at the doctor today, and they passed with flying colors. William continues to do well and will hopefully be home sometime early next week. Overall, things are going great. Thank you all for the cards, calls, e-mails and all of the support. We truly appreciate it. We'll post more soon. Seriously, we will! As soon as we get some sleep... :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
It's been.... One Week*
Well, we've made it through the first week! Shannon and Paige were sent home on Sunday! Matthew and William remain at the hospital, but it looks like Matthew will be discharged tomorrow. William is still working on remembering to breathe and he needs to learn to eat (minor things, right?) but he really is doing very well overall. He's on track to come home sometime next week. So, we're adjusting to life at home by adding one baby at a time. While not perfect, it does have its advantages.
Everyone is getting some sleep, though tomorrow will bring a new adjustment with Matthew's arrival. And, for those of you keeping score at home, Haley has returned to her overprotective, motherly self, and really likes to lick Paige's head. This, of course, does not sit well at all with Joshua, who is very stern with her about the fact that the baby is not to be licked!
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. We'll try to be more frequent with the updates. And we'll get more pictures up soon.
Goodnight from the Gausman 6 (+ Haley!)
*a shout out to BNL... if Carl was coming up with titles for the posts, they would all be song lyrics!
Everyone is getting some sleep, though tomorrow will bring a new adjustment with Matthew's arrival. And, for those of you keeping score at home, Haley has returned to her overprotective, motherly self, and really likes to lick Paige's head. This, of course, does not sit well at all with Joshua, who is very stern with her about the fact that the baby is not to be licked!
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. We'll try to be more frequent with the updates. And we'll get more pictures up soon.
Goodnight from the Gausman 6 (+ Haley!)
*a shout out to BNL... if Carl was coming up with titles for the posts, they would all be song lyrics!
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