tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8264528198552512682024-03-14T11:26:15.910-07:00The Crooks FamilyWe wanted to set up this blog to keep all our family and friends around the country informed on all the new happenings in our lives. Enjoy!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-66857718279272063222013-02-21T19:32:00.000-08:002013-02-21T19:32:57.318-08:00November - FebruaryAs you can tell, I have neglected to blog for the past several months. My little monkeys are keeping me on the move constantly. So just a recap of what we have been up to the last few months. After being at my parents for most of October, Grady and I decided that it would probably just be easier (for everyone) if we didn't make the journey back to Louisiana for Thanksgiving. It was the best decision we could have made! Turkey day was so laid back and relaxing- not that the huge family gatherings aren't fun but it was so nice to be in our house and have the boys take naps in their beds. I even managed to cook a decent turkey and Grady was able to watch some football in his own recliner. While the turkey was cooking, we took the boys out for a walk and it was such a beautiful day. . . 70 and sunny! It was a great day for Grady and I to reflect on how thankful we truly are to have each other and our sweet boys. I called back home to talk with my parents and Madison and Reece, my niece and nephew. Reece is too funny- he's 4! While I was talking to him about Thanksgiving and what he was thankful for- he politely interrupts me by saying "Um, sissy- can you stop talking to me now so I can play again?" He cracks me up! If our boys have any of Reece's funny personality we are in for years of laughter. Another reason I haven't really blogged much is that I have started sewing again and can literally lose myself for hours in the sewing room after the boys go to sleep. Here are some pics from November:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are the shirts I made for the boys for their first Thanksgiving. I used some material that I made my mom's Thanksgiving table cloth with 3 years ago! We won't tell the boys that though.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grady watching a Youtube video on how to carve a turkey. He did great!</td></tr>
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In December, we got the house decorated for Christmas- not to the extent that I usually do but it was still fun to get in the Christmas spirit. I enjoyed not having to sneak around with presents like I know I will have to for the next several years but none the less, Christmas with children is a lot more fun than without! Thankfully up to this point we have had no illness other than some teething discomfort but the flu was rampant this year so we didn't go and do a lot this month. But definitely had a good time staying indoors and playing! My mom came to stay with us for a few days and then she and I along with the boys traveled back to La while Grady stayed behind to work and then he joined us a little closer to Christmas time. The boys are changing so much everyday. They are eating so much and started to become more mobile. Both boys will eat just about anything I put in front of them. . . cottage cheese, okra, and even calf liver. (Hey, its good for them!) They both have a funny lob sided army crawl but they get where they need to go. And keep the dirt off my floors in the process.<br />
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Opening presents with Daddy</div>
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Mommy's turn to help with the present opening- which basically boiled down to keeping them from putting the paper in their mouth</div>
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The Benoit Christmas- Granny with 13 of her 14 great grandchildren.</div>
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This is what 13 kids opening presents looks like</div>
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Christmas church service at Martha's Chapel with our childhood friends, Allison and Jeremy Paul and their families.</div>
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This was Griffin first time to pull up- this is his new toy that Uncle Andy and Aunt Tessia bought him.</div>
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"Santa" and the boys. They did NOT like Santa. These are some other shirts I made on them for their 1st Christmas.</div>
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Our little elves and Brady</div>
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All of our "baggage" for the trip to Arizona. Two checked bags, two carry-ons, two diaper bags, two pillows, two pack-n-plays, two car seats, double stroller and oh yeah- two kids!</div>
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The boys did amazing. This pic was taken at 1 AM- way past their bedtime. . . and mine!</div>
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Our first day in Arizona</div>
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Jack loves to take a bath</div>
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I don't know who had more fun playing together, Griffin or Uncle Bruce</div>
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Jack snugglin' with Jenna</div>
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Lauryn helping Griff with his PJs</div>
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Arizona is "supposed" to be warm this time of year- hence the reason Grady's family has a home there- to get away from the North Dakota winters. Well as luck would have it- it was so cold there that we could hardly take the boys outside and the swimming pool heater couldn't keep up with the frigid temps so the boys stayed inside with the girls most of the time. Grady and I did get some relaxing time in the hot tub with this view- beautiful!<br />
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We did manage to get the boys out one day to do some sight-seeing.<br />
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One of Grady's best friends and his wife also have a home there and we got to spend a lot of time with them. <br />
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Grady and I at Queen Creek Olive Mill- Didn't know there was so much to learn about Olive oil!</div>
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Right before we left for Arizona, boys boys started getting runny noses but no fevers so I didn't act but then as the day we were to leave got closer and they weren't getting any better- I took them to the doctor. EAR INFECTIONS- 3 of the 4 ears were infected so we started antibiotics and the Dr. gave us the okay to fly. They did great taking their meds and beside the fact that I felt like a terrible mother for not bringing them in sooner- our first sickness was not so bad.<br />
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The weekend after we got back from Arizona, I had to fly to Miami for the weekend to take a continuing ed class to practice in Florida- Yep! You guessed it- I'm going back to work. I am working 2 days a week and absolutely couldn't be happier with my decision. I went back and forth about it for a while but so glad that I did and I feel like it makes me a better mommy when I am there with the boys. Grady did an amazing job with the boys while I was gone. And mommy had an amazing time too! I missed all my boys but definitely a good time to rest and relax.<br />
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February has been a hard month for us, the boys are officially crawling all over the house and so fast. Griff will stand and cruise on just about anything. Especially our stairs- ugh!! He is so fast and so is Jack - when I am chasing after Jack to stay out of the dog food I turn around to find Griff has already climbed to the 4th step on the stairs. AHHHH!!<br />
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We are baby proofing as we go! Please don't call Child Protection on us just yet! We actually thought we had child proofed but not until they are into everything- you realized you didn't do a good enough job. <br />
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The boys are started to mimic words and sounds. They both can say BYE BYE and sorta wave. Griffin said "dangerous" the other day. Really!! My mom told him not to do something that it was dangerous- and he said "dane- rus" . . . twice! It was so funny. Then later that day while I was feeding him- he said "apple." Jack said "Eat" when I told him we needed to get in his highchair so we could EAT. I know that are just mimicking our sounds and pretty sure these aren't their official first words but a mama can dream. They both can click their tongues and when one starts then the other one chimes in. And the newest trick that is so funny- you say "night-night" and they both crawl to their pillow and put their heads down in it and woller around. Its quite comical!<br />
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Here are the Valentine's Day shirts that I made them.<br />
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And Yes, Jack doesn't have a diaper on- he likes to run off as soon as I take off is diaper.</div>
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Valentine's was okay- the boys and I celebrated by baking a cake and decorating it for their Bobby. Bobby is the precious lady that keeps the boys while I go to work- she is amazing and she helps out so much around the house to keep it functioning (and clean)! We didn't have daddy home with us this Valentine's day since I brought him to the airport two days prior for a short (about a month) trip to Afghanistan. Working with the Special Ops guys- that is something that he was to do and even though it is 100 times harder seeing him leave now that we have kids- I know that it is job and he is glad to do it- just pray that he gets home safely and quickly. The boys definitely know that something is different when daddy is away- they have become very clingy and cry when I'm not right there with them. So. . . . after a few days of that- Grandma Katy to the rescue. The boys absolutely love MawMaw Katy and it is so nice to have an extra set of arms to snuggle babies.<br />
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The boys are eating more than I ever would have thought. They are starting to self feed which is a necessary evil in the process to total independence during meal time but geez is it a mess. Griffin likes to play peek-a-boo. . .while eating. . . with food in his hands. And since he's not great at covering his eyes with his hands- his hands usually go in his hair- and while he's there- why not pull your hair and run the sweet potatoes through every strand. And then Jack sees him do that and monkey see monkey do. That being said. . . we take baths every night now instead of every other. More work on mommy's end but they love the bath tub so it turns out to be a fun time for all!<br />
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The boys have discovered the fun to be had with their older brother, Brady (the dog). Brady likes to fetch and then bring the toy back and then refuse to left go when you try to throw it again. The boys have seen him do this enough that they do that too. <br />
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Jack is especially good at throwing balls to us. He surprises us with how well he lets go at just the right time to get it to us. Future NBA star- I'm sure. Brady and the boys all play ball together and they know the dogs toys are for him and they will pick them up and shove them in his mouth because they know that's where Brady's toys go. Its really fun to watch them all play together. As of today, Griffin has 4 teeth and Jack's fifth tooth was discovered just now!<br />
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We often sit back and just smile at our two precious baby boys and all they can do now. Everyday is something new and its hard but the fun that we are having is all worth it. We can't imagine having just one baby- Grady says we would be bored! Their personalities are become stronger and different everyday. <br />
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Just some more pics of the last few months. . . . .<br />
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The boys' newest toy. They love to swing.</div>
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Jack loved to swing the day we went to Navarre Park.</div>
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Griff wasn't so enthused. The back and forth made him very sleepy.</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-72588531395119278732012-11-06T18:11:00.000-08:002012-11-06T18:11:27.600-08:007 MonthsThe last month has been a lot of fun at the Crooks house- most importantly- it was my birthday month! Just kidding! It really was my birthday in October but the boys didn't get the memo and therefore didn't sleep through the night, did poop in their diapers, and I'm pretty sure that I changed shirts 3 times that day due to drool and spit-up. . . but nonetheless it was the best birthday I have ever had. Griffin and Jack are now 7 months old and doing more and more everyday. It is so much fun to watch them grow-up and interact with each other. They really do play with each other now and make each other laugh. . and occasionally cry. Both boys are teething like crazy and Jack is able to sit up like a big boy. Griffin is trying to sit up but he really doesn't seem to interested and is quite content lying on his stomach. He is very strong in the shoulders and since he spends more time on his tummy than Jack- I won't be surprised if he starts to crawl first- we shall see. I would like to enjoy their immobility for a few more weeks. My sweet husband surprised me for my birthday by flying my best friend from optometry school, Ashley, to Florida for the weekend. I was completely surprised and loved every minute of our weekend. Since Grady was traveling most of October- the boys and I were in Deville for 3 weeks and what a great 3 weeks it was. We got to see lots of old friends and family as well as we got to meet Zachery for the first time. He is such a little cutie pie and has more hair than both of my boys combined! It has been a lot of fun staying at my parents- my mom is a huge help with the boys and dad loves that our boys are so easy going. I have heard him tell people that they are such a joy to have around. . . thank goodness he doesn't mind the middle of the night disturbances. Here are some pictures of the last month. I love this time of year and I am looking forward to such a fun holiday season with our new baby boys.<br />
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Below are some pictures from when my parents came to visit in Navarre. We took the boys to the Butterfly House and apparently Navarre is in the migration pattern of the monarch butterfly on its way to Mexico. We didn't see many butterflies but it was a fun day with the grandparents.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Griffin with his Physical Therapist, Laurie. Griffin has to do PT because of his position in the womb making his neck muscles a little tighter on one side than the other.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack taking a big boy bath at moms</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mawmaw Katy with all her grandbabies. Griffin DOES NOT like Zachery's cries. He gets very upset.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eating their avocado. The boys love to eat- they have quite the versatile palate. So far they have had yellow squash, zucchini, prunes, avocado, butternut and acorn squash, pumpkin, apples, pears, bananas, carrots and asparagus.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Halloween night- Griffin was a shark and Jack was a surfer- we went with a Florida theme. Madison was a LaLaLoopsy and Reece was the Red Power Ranger. Such a fun evening.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Griffin getting some lovin from his great grandmother.</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-15752498446752079012012-10-03T18:44:00.000-07:002012-10-03T18:45:15.307-07:00Six MonthsGriffin and Jack turned 6 months on the 19th of this month. Here are some pics from the actual day- I was by myself and its just very difficult to get them to sit up and look at the camera. Speaking of sitting up- the boys are trying very hard but not quite there yet. They have really started to show their personalities in the last month. Griffin is very outgoing- smiles at everyone he sees, doesn't know a stranger. He lets us know when he is unhappy or bored with his current activity. He just recently has started to squeal when I walk away from him- I tell him that I am coming right back or that I'm going to fix his milk and he usually calms down. Its funny! And I love that he wants me around. Jack is just precious- he constantly has a smile on his face- he isn't as vocal as Griffin and doesn't mind playing on his tummy for a very long time. He loves our dog and he often laughs at Griffin when he starts crying. He is so patient- he lets me tend to Griffin and waits for me to calm him down. Both boys are into textures- they are always touching and rubbing our couch, my clothes, and the rocking chair in the nursery- sometimes at bedtime that is how they fall asleep- just rubbing on their sheets. Its too sweet. No teeth yet but they are chewing on everything and drooling. <br />
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Some stats from the 6 month visit:<br />
Weight: Griffin 17 lbs 9 oz<br />
Jack 17 lbs 1 oz<br />
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Griffin: 26 1/2 inches<br />
Jack: 26 3/4 inches<br />
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And Griffin head circumference is still 1 inch bigger than Jack's<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom, what is this cork board? I've never felt that before!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack, notice the drool on his shirt- we constantly change clothes and bibs throughout the day.</td></tr>
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We started feeding the boys solids, so far they have had Rice Cereal, Oatmeal, Butternut Squash, and Sweet Potatoes. They are doing really well and its a lot of fun to watch them taste something new for the first time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grady gets a kick out of all the straps, harnesses and buckles that come on baby gear these days- he stays that they look like they are about to take off to the moon.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rice Cereal- not so great. I tasted it- it tasted like grits if I only could add some butter and cheese- I'm sure they would like it much more!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack did great with his first feeding</td></tr>
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We haven't had any company in several weeks and it has given us a chance to really get into our routine. We love our weekends when daddy is home and mommy gets a little break. Grady has so much fun with the boys. He plays with them and can really make them laugh. This weekend we went to the Navarre Sand Sculptors competition and the boys were doing so good we decided to venture down to the Pensacola Seafood Festival.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took this picture on Sept 13, the day that Zachery Price was born. Griffin and Jack are officially big cousins. We are going to meet Baby Zachery next week.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We go for a walk everyday, sometimes two. The boys love it and it gets me out of the house. They are paving a road in the neighborhood so this is the perfect place for us to walk since there is minimal traffic.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I put the boys' football pajamas and bibs on for the first NFL game of the season. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack was very excited about kick-off.</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-44823669932023432792012-09-12T18:43:00.000-07:002012-09-12T18:43:52.771-07:00A day of firstsOur dog, Brady, was in desperate need of a haircut so Grady spotted a place on his route to work that looked nice. He called and set up an appointment, thinking he could drop Brady off on his way to work. But of all days - today- Grady had to be in court early and wouldn't be able to drop him off. . . .leaving us with two options. Cancel/reschedule or I could do it. Yeah! I CAN do it. I need to learn to be more independent with the boys so after they woke up- we all got dressed and loaded into the car. Griff, Jack, Brady, myself and oops half way down the drive way, I had to turn around to get Brady's shot records. No problem- everyone was fine when I got back in the car. Two minutes down the road- Jack starts crying-he hates the car now. Get to the groomers, open the back of van and all four doors. I'm sure the groomer thought he was about to be invaded. Get out the double stroller, load boys in double stroller, get Brady out of the front seat, head for the door. Stairs! Crap! Aren't all businesses supposed to be handicap accessible these days! I consider myself handicapped these days, btw. About 50 yards down at the end of the row of businesses is the ramp- GREAT! After being in the groomers for oh about 3 minutes- we all head back down the ramp to the van. Load up! And off we go. Everyone seems to be in a pretty good mood so I decided to stop by Publix. I love Publix! Every week they have BUY ONE GET ONE FREE specials. I started attending MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) at a local church and next week I signed up to bring a juice. Something simple that requires minimal time. I needed to pick up some of the ingredients to make this awesome Apple Juice that I had once before.<br />
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Someone gave us a single stroller and since Griff was asleep - I put him in the stroller and strapped Jack to my chest in the infant carrier. Success! Got to the door and realized that I couldn't push a buggy and a stroller- so I put my few items in the bottom of the stroller. They had pork loin on sale- got two of those. Some BOGO meatballs, and some sushi that this lady makes everyday for my lunch. Worried the whole time that someone would approach me for shoplifting, I hurried around the store. Jack loved looking at all the colors and shapes around him. I'm sure he enjoyed the nice music too! I checked out with ease and this super nice 17ish looking kid helped me with my bags and even put Griff in the car. He obliviously has younger siblings because he knew exactly what to do. Got home, unloaded the boys and since they were both fussy- immediately started warming their bottles. It was a great morning overall and I felt a huge sense of accomplishment for my small feats!! Epic Success!!!<br />
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We are looking forward to tomorrow when my brother and Tessia, along with Madison and Reece, will welcome baby Price into the world. We are all very excited to meet him!! Praying for a safe delivery for Tessia and baby and also for the transitions that are about to take place for Madison and Reece. Both of them are great with Griff and Jack so I am sure they will be wonderful big brothers and sisters.<br />
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Today we had an appointment in Pensacola with the pediatric cardiologist to recheck the PDAs that both boys had in their hearts. PDAs are farely common in preemies and its basically a duct that all babies have open in utero since the mother is providing the oxygen for the baby and they aren't using their own lungs yet. Once a full term baby is born, the duct closes off shortly after birth to allow the blood that would normally bypass the lungs to now flow through the lungs to become oxygenated before pumping to the rest of the body. Due to the prematurity, the duct just hadn't fully closed off when they were discharged from the NICU. The cardiologist listened to their hearts and he couldn't hear the SWOOSH from the PDAs but to be sure he ran an echo on both boys. They did great during all the testing. We were at Nemours Children's Hospital and these people really now how to take care of babies (and mommy). I was very impressed! So again, mixed feelings that we won't be going back for care there but also happy . . . .that we won't be going back for care there. Griff and Jack's PDAs have completely closed off and there is no need for follow-up exams or any precautions when they are older and ready to run, jump and play like little boys do.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ms. Linda is so proud of her grandsons</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aunt Tracy and Griff, sporting the University of North Dakota onesie.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our beautiful nieces, Jenna and Lauryn</td></tr>
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</div><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Shortly after they left, MawMaw Katy and PawPaw Lloyd couldn’t stand it any longer, so they returned to visit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It had been about<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>month since they have seen the boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In my opinion, they boys have made the most changes in the last month than they have so far in their short little lives.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are rolling over constantly- I especially love when they roll toward each other and start sucking on each others fingers (and Toes!!!).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jack is an expert at tummy time- he is very strong, loves to stand up (with our help) and is so alert to EVERYTHING in his environment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Griffin, on the other hand, doesn’t like tummy time and has figured out that to avoid that- he simply rolls to his back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I spend a lot of time rolling Griffin back over.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both boys are becoming very verbal, Griffin loves to squeal and babble and Jack “talks” to anyone that will listen- especially ceiling fans!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is so fun to watch them experience things for the first time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When they see new people -they just stare, when they hear a new sound- their eyes widen, and when they feel a new texture- they squeal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Last Sunday, Grady rubbed the bottom of Griffin’s foot on his two day old stubble.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The look on his face was priceless. . . . and Griffin’s too. </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Grady is such a good daddy to our sweet boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He loves to play with them and talk to them about politics and sports.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Both boys are drooling a lot, I keep feeling for teeth, but nothing so far.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I pray that teething is comfortable for them and don’t have a lot of issues.</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We have worked really hard to get the boys on a schedule and I can proudly say- we got it!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve been informed that it won’t last but I sure do enjoy the routine we are in now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The boys take a nap in the morning and another one in the afternoon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometimes they get a little catnap before baths and bedtime.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This sometimes coincides with Grady and I eating supper. . . and sometimes it doesn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can also say that it is the norm for them to sleep 11-12 hours every night, no waking up or feedings – just some really wet diapers in the morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On Sundays, I usually have to wake Jack up so that we have time to feed, clothe, and of course play, before church.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We have been attending one particular church since we have arrived, we have a few others to visit before we decide where we will settle, but I put the boys in the nursery and they did great.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys are starting to notice and interact with each other and it is just too funny!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Both boys are chewing on their fingers. . . and each others.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When I put the boys at their own play mats, they hear the other one making noise and suddenly become more interested in the other one than in their own toys.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See what I mean! Same exact toy but Griff is already trying to figure out a way to get Jack's rattle.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took this one morning while they were still in their crib- the flash of our camera startles them a bit!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking their monthly photo is getting harder, this month I was by myself so we had some issues.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We have started putting Jack in his jumper. Although there is no jumping, he does love to look at all the interesting toys.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack and Pawpaw Lloyd looking for some good stuff on Craigslist.</td></tr>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Living in Florida comes with its risks- hurricanes!! We had been watching Isaac for some time and everyday I became a little more anxious about the situation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Growing up in Louisiana, I have weathered my share of hurricanes, but your perspective is much different when you have two babies to protect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grady was stationed in Miami during Hurricane Andrew- so he is no stranger to them either.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to leave and go to my parents’ in Louisiana well before Isaac got to the Dominican Republic but Grady assured me that we would leave in plenty of time. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All I could see was the lines and lines of cars stuck on the interstate during the Katrina evacuation, running out of gas, or stores having no gas, and having my two babies in the back seat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jeneva has spent the last 16 years in Miami.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So they were not intimidated by Isaac and tried to ease my concerns about the storm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sunday morning, Grady woke me up early to tell me he thought that we should strongly consider leaving that morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>FINALLY!! I wanted to leave last week!! So I hurriedly packed my clothes and we called my parents who so graciously agreed to start driving our way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We would meet in the middle so that mom could ride in the back seat with the boys since Grady had to stay behind at the base.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By the time we got half way, the course of the storm had shifted…west….right to where we were headed…mess!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I really thought with all the fancy technology and gadgets, the meteorologists could get this right…sooner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I mean, what a great occupation- Millions of people hang on to every word you say during hurricane season, yet you don’t really have to be right, and no one really blames you when you’re wrong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So here we are, right in the path of Isaac, while Grady is back in Florida…with sunshine….and sleeping in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Everything ended up be just fine for us at my parents house. Just some wind and rain, only lost power for 30 minutes, even though the night the storm was supposed to hit, I slept with my shoes on and a mini flashlight clipped to my pajama pants...just in case. </span></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Griff was helping Reece put his puzzle. Uncle Andy was helping him sit up.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paw paw Lloyd took the boys on their first Bad Boy Buggy ride. They loved it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That is one proud Pawpaw. All his grandkids together. . . well almost all- Tessia, my sister-in-law, wouldn't let baby Price come out to play- maybe in two more weeks when he is scheduled to make his arrival.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Because the boys don't do so well in the car anymore, we stopped half way between my parents and our house and stayed in a hotel. This is hotel stay #2 for the boys and it was much better than the first. The hotel provided us with two cribs and Griff was excited to finally be in bed and out of that car seat!</td></tr>
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I found this cream furniture on the curb in our neighborhood on garbage day. It was solid black with lacquer paint on the top. . .it was awful. . .hence curb on garbage day. Grady reluctantly helped me drag it into our garage while the whole time I promised him that I could make it look good. While he was in Afghanistan, I spent a weekend stripping, sanding, and painting and tada. . . here is the finished product. At the time I was DIYing it, I wasn't pregnant and definitley didn't know we would have twins- just saw some cute furniture for a future bedroom one day. I added the wooden knobs and painted them to match the bed skirts and runners I made. I am so glad we had two boys- it was hard enough to find material that I liked that would be gender neutral. <br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-31042588703934348402012-07-30T08:57:00.001-07:002012-07-30T08:57:16.004-07:00All settled in FloridaIts about 8:30 on a Saturday night, Grady and I are watching the Olympics and the boys are fast asleep since 8. We are adjusting well from our DINK-y (Double Income No Kids) life to our new one, far away from all our friends and family but with the three most important people in my life all under one roof. . . finally. We have been in Navarre, Florida for about 4 weeks now. My mom so graciously stayed with us for about 3 of those until we got unpacked and settled. She was such a huge help during the transition that we just don't know what we would have done without her. We would also like to thank my dad for loaning her out to us for such a long time. The boys seem to be loving their new home and doing well with bedtimes and sleeping more and more each night. I have discovered that I can function on 4 straight hours of sleep pretty well and the boys almost always sleep that long before one of them wakes up- then its a quick feed during the night and then back to bed until 6 another longer feed and then back in bed until 9. Each boy has slept 10 straight hours on different nights- if only I could get them to do that the same night. The time from 6-9 gives me a chance to shower and get organized for the day, catching up on paperwork from work, (I'm not actually working but I did hire another dr. to work for me since the bedrest in January), do some cleaning, and make bottles for the day. I really do love staying at home with the boys especially since we don't know anyone here to watch our boys. I have been meeting with different ladies to come in an watch the boys for half a day once a week - we have one that has won our approval and even though she is very qualified- I still haven't left her alone with the boys yet! I just can't bring myself to do it. . . hopefully that will come soon. <br />
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Since we have been in Florida we have had lots of visitors- we love seeing familiar faces and even more so the extra set of helping hands they provide. Just as we arrived, my cousins Jeff, Sheryl and Mike stopped by for a visit when their vacation plans were abruptly altered by Hurricane Debby. Unfortunatley our furniture hadn't arrived yet but thankfully the Walmart down the road sells air mattresses. Grady's college friend, Don, was here when the movers arrived and was a huge help with the unpacking and doing all the hook-ups and installing TVs, etc.- he even mowed our grass!! My dad came to visit as well for a few days. He enjoyed spending some time with the boys and seeing how much they had grown. My cousin, Russell, and his wife Melissa and their 3 kids popped in one evening for a visit since they were vacationing in nearby Okaloosa Island. The next week my cousin Sandra, her daughter, Mallory and boyfriend, Austin came to visit for several days. They got to enjoy some beautiful Florida days at the beach and the pool while being a great help with the boys. And the next week, my sweet sweet niece and nephew came along with Andy and Tessia. It had been so long since we had spent a lot of time with them and it was such a great chance for the family to be together just hanging out. Madison and Reece love our boys and I can't wait for their baby brother to get here in September. Tess offered to watch the boys one night while Grady and I went on a date night! It was a great break but we did miss our boys especially since we got home after they were in bed. Unfortunately the whole time they were here, I had a pit in my stomach over the fact that when they left- my mom was going with them. Then it was just us! Me, Grady and the boys. It was scary but we did great. We even surprised ourselves. We couldn't ask for better boys- they really do great with their feeding and sleeping and only really get upset if there is something really wrong. The funniest thing is that before my mom could even get back to Deville- Griffin decided that he was going to roll over and then 3 days later so did Jack. We hate that she missed this huge milestone and she said jokingly that they probably would have done it a lot sooner if she wasn't here holding them all the time!! <br />
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We have gotten the boys in the pool and they really don't know what to think about it- not overly excited and not upset either. Just like with their baths - I'm sure they will learn to love it. Did I mention that the boys are loving bath time!!! We give baths every other night and sometimes I wish we did every night because even though its a lot of work (it really is like an assembly line) - they love it and usually sleep better those nights. <br />
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We haven't made it to the beach yet with the boys, babies aren't supposed to wear sunscreen until 6 months and in the evenings it can be windy and the optometrist in me doesn't want them to get sand in their eyes. Hopefully in the next month we will get them out there and take some pictures.<br />
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We met their new pediatrician this week and we really like her- she has twins as well so she can relate to all my questions and concerns (I went into the appointment with a list of questions for her!) She was very impressed with the amount the boys are eating and their weights. Since looked at Griffin's foot and said it looked great to her but we will be seeing another orthopedic dr in a few months just to check it more thoroughly. We have to see the cardiologist to double check a duct in both boys that hadn't completely closed at birth but none of the pediatricians we have seen since their discharge from the NICU seem to be concerned at all. A social worker from the Florida Early Steps program came to our home to do an assessment on the boys and they will see a developmentalist and Phyical Therapist to assess their development. We really don't have any major concerns about the boys but since they were so premature and twins- they just need to be monitored closely. Not to bore you with details but I have a feeling that this blog is going to count as the boys baby book (I just don't know when I will find time to get that all together- maybe when they're 18) -some stats about the boys:<br />
Griff weighs 14 1/2 lbs<br />
Jack weights 14 lbs<br />
Griff's height is 23 inches<br />
Jack's height is 24.5 inches<br />
Griff's head circumference is 17 inches<br />
Jack's head circumference is 16 inches<br />
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Both boys are in #2 diapers, wearing 6 months clothes (they are a little big but since there is so much drama involved in putting tight clothes over Griff's head- we just avoid that and went up a size), and drinking 28-30 ounces/day. <br />
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Griff rolled over on July 24 and Jack on July 27. Both boys were on their tummy and rolled to their back. Both boys have slept through the night once- Jack first then Griff.<br />
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Grady and I love the end of the day when we both go into the nursery with the boys to feed them. We have on their baby hymns CD and its so peaceful. We quietly talk about our day and the boys and we are constantly amazed at how far they have come.<br />
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Griff on his Birth day</div>
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Griff now!</div>
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Jack on his Birth day</div>
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Waking up in the morning! So sweet!</div>
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But there is a fine line between sweet and not so sweet with Griff!</div>
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We have started putting the boys in their high chairs while we eat supper. They love to sit there and listen to us talk and we love talking back to them.</div>
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The boys first trip to the mall.</div>
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Lying on the exam table at the pediatricians office. Obviously this is Pre- shots.</div>
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We call Griff our Chuncky Monkey</div>
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Griff at 4 months</div>
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The kids giving Mawmaw Katy her birthday present. Its a book that they have recorded themselves reading. They gave one to the boys too and I can't wait to read it to our boys.<br />
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This is our redneck water raft (AKA an air mattress). It works great for a lot of people though! Madison and Reece had such a good time with Mawmaw. They had a lot of catching up to do with Mawmaw since she had been with us for so long.</div>
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Andy and Reece</div>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-50029266253798687942012-06-20T01:19:00.000-07:002012-06-20T01:19:31.818-07:00Long Nights, Laxatives, and Lafayette<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Again I apologize for the gap between posts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As you can imagine, sitting down and blogging
is not on the top of my list right now. When these rare moments occur when both
boys are asleep, I try to rest as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We are entering our 3rd week at my parent’s house with the boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was been 11 days since Grady has seen the
boys and he will be arriving in 2 days to see us- just in time for Father’s
day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t wait to see what he thinks
about how much the boys have changed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
send him pictures everyday but they just don’t do the boys justice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They get a bath every other night and then
its weigh in time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My dad, who has quite
the collection of random items that he has accumulated <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>over the years, happened to have a baby scale
in our attic that he had gotten from an old pediatrician in Alexandria so after
bath time each of the boys gets weighed .<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Griff is weighing in at 11 lbs. 4 oz and Jack is 10 lbs. 5 oz!! Can you believe how much they have grown?</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The nights are getting better but are still long- mom gives
me a break a lot and she will sleep in the room with the boys and then we both
get up during feeding time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As of now,
we only get up once to feed them and thankfully – they both get up at the same
time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s quite amazing how they both
start stirring at the same time- even if they are in separate rooms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We finally had to put them in separate beds
since Jack flaps his arms a lot during the night and hits Griff in the face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Griff is like a sleeping bear so we dare not
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We did have to bring Jack to the dr. for a problem that he
was having with reflux.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The dr.
recommends that we put cereal in Jack’s milk to prevent food from coming back
up- he has been doing great since we have starting this but cereal in milk can
cause other issues.. . . like constipation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They say twins do everything together and this includes getting "stopped
up" together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After talking to drs,
nurses, and friends, I decided that more needed to be done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Prune juice only seemed to make their tummies
hurt worse and with each passing day, the boys seemed more uncomfortable . .
.so our last resort was baby suppositories. UGH! It worked great and the boys
felt much better but that is something that I hope I never have to do again. .
ever! We have taken lots of precautions to keep this from happening again- I
eat lots of prunes in an effort to get that in their system.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It makes for long days and nights when
tummies are hurting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Last weekend, I needed to go to Lafayette to get some more
continuing education hours for my optometry license.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are offered all over the country and at
various times but when would I have more help than I do right now? So, I called
on my cousin, Sandra, who agreed to make the journey with me to watch the boys
while I sit in class for two days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Sandra was a huge help and considering her daughter is 17- her baby
instincts kicked back in and the weekend was a success.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Staying in a hotel with twins is a
challenge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had the minivan completely
full of their stuff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grady has always
given me a hard time when it comes to packing- he says I bring too much stuff!
Now I realize that my baggage just got downsized to fit all their
accoutrements, as Grady likes to call it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We had bouncies and diaper bags and basins for washing bottle and nap nannies
and the list goes on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not only do you
have more stuff to pack but going places just takes so much longer, partly
because getting the 2 ton double stroller in and out of the minivan takes me
FOREVER but these two little guys can draw a crowd too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Going through the hotel lobby took a lot
longer than I expected with all the people wanting to stop and see the
babies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course, that part I don’t
mind. We love to show them off but when strangers stop me – I can almost see
the germs jumping off them onto our boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>During our first night at the hotel, Jack had a really dirty diaper if
you know what I mean- hotel rooms are pretty confining so we knew we didn’t
want to be cooped up with that diaper until the maids came around the next day.
Luckily I had a ziplock bag and what’s the commercials say- “Locks freshness in
and odors out” well we wanted to do the opposite of that (keep the odors in) but I thought it would
work until the next morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I was
getting ready to go down to the convention the next morning, I grabbed the
odorous ziplock and heading for the elevators- thinking there would be a
trashcan along the way- NOPE, so onto the elevated- quick – put the bag in your
purse before someone sees you. Doors open- lots of fellow colleagues heading
down for the convention too, hadn’t seen me in a long time- wants to see
pictures of the boys, so the rest of the elevator ride is spent oogling over
the boys' pictures and when we get to our floor, I see more people I know and just
completely forget about the soiled diaper in my purse . . .until about 20
minutes into class when I start digging for a pen. WOW! Dollar General storage bags
don’t work as well as Ziplock.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Thankfully I was sitting around friends that have kids and everyone
completely understood- what a mess!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One
night while we were in Lafayette we took the boys to Chili’s – very close to
our hotel, not very expensive since I probably wouldn’t get to eat anyway, and
a little on the loud side so our boys wouldn’t disturb anyone if they were to
start crying- the perfect trifecta <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for
infants in restaurants.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack at Chili's</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Napping in the hotel room. If you notice both boys are only in their diapers- Sandra was getting ready to change their clothes but they are such messy eaters- it was just easier to let them eat sans clothes. I'm sure this won't be the last time I let them eat shirtless!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alisa is a sweet friend of mine from Shreveport who was also getting her hours in Lafayette- she came up to our room to get some loving from the boys. She has Eli, who is not yet a year and one on the way. She is such a great mom and some how balances it all. She brought us supper at the NICU on our anniversary and that was such a special night for Grady and I.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Granny Benoit comes to the house every other day to offer a helping hand. It is such a great time for her since this is her 11th and 12th great grandchildren and she loves holding them. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My friend Allison came over to visit with her little girl Avery. Avery is 10 months old and into EVERYTHING! I will definitley have my hands full when the boys are that age. She brought the boys these precious boxer shorts. I can't wait to put them on the boys.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hanging with dad before he leaves for training. I think he's teaching Griff how to e-trade.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pawpaw Lloyd on his 68 birthday with all his grandchildren (except the one that Tessia is carrying- making his debut in September)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aunt Cel and Uncle Richard live right through the woods, so they come visit a lot.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No telling what Griff is thinking here!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My cousin, Russell, and his wife, Melissa, and their little girl, Cassie. They also brought Tucker, who is 10 months, but he was too busy to take a picture.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Griff and Mawmaw </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack's hair has all fallen out on top- he looks like a little old man. He reminds me of my high school algebra teacher! His complection is beautiful- I hope that he stays this olive color.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We brought the boys to our Family Church Camp. Growing up, I went every summer and had such a blast. Andy and Tessia have brought their kids for the past few years. They did great during the service - Uncle Andy and Aunt Tessia sure do love to hold the boys.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reece, Griff, and Uncle Andy at camp.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack is learning from the Professional Napper, my dad. They take lots of naps like this. Jack loves to sleep on his tummy and dad just loves to sleep- so this works out well. This pic was taken on June 14 and now check out the next one.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We also celebrated Grady's first Father's Day while he was here and had the boys Christened at our church. Brother Emitte Belgard conducted the service, he has Christened my brother and I as well as my brother's two kids.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Overall the boys are doing great; they are eating more than
I ever thought they would since our days in the NICU. We are constantly
reminded of how fortunate we are to have two strong, healthy, although gassy,
growing boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We do miss Shreveport but
are so grateful to be able to spend some quality time with my parents and in
Deville.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Being away from your home town
and then coming back can sometimes be hard but I have loved it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So many people are interested in the boys and
there is never a shortage of baby rockers that volunteer to come and help
out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its been great!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It will probably be a while before I post again. Our move to
Florida is coming up and once I get settled, we will update you on the boys and
our new home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are very excited to
start living in our permanent, well, the most permanent home our boys have ever
know, house.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-24534053848812224812012-06-16T19:09:00.003-07:002012-06-16T19:09:48.547-07:00Here we go againAfter being at home for 12 nights, it is time for the boys and I to pack up and move again. Now that we are in a pretty good routine, we are going to change it up by moving onto the the boys' third home in their short lives. We have loved every minute of having our boys home. Although we don't let a lot of people come visit, it has been a pleasure to welcome some of our closest friends over to meet our precious boys. As their mom, its not unusual that I think that they are beautiful and can stare at them for hours, but its such a delight to see the look in others eyes when they meet our boys- especially those who have prayed for them well before they even arrived. <br />
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Jack and Carolle have been such a delight to have in our lives. We are so sad to have to leave this wonderful couple behind. <br />
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Connie works with Grady and she definitely makes his life a lot easier. Having several grandchildren of her own, she looked at Jack with such delight- you would think she was one of her own.<br />
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Rocking in our catnapper, watching basketball. Grady is so happy to have the boys home just in time for the NBA playoffs. Perfect timing boys!</div>
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Grady and I took a break from the NICU the Saturday before the boys were discharged to go out to dinner to celebrate their homecoming. Since we are leaving Shreveport, we went to one of our favorite restaraunts, Superior Steakhouse, and our wonderful waitor gave us this dessert. Delicious!</div>
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Our first few nights at home were challenging to say the least. Thankfully my mom is staying with us and has been a huge help to Grady and I. There is so much to be done. It's amazing how something so tiny can make such a huge impact on your life. We went to the pediatrician a few days after discharge and everything checked out just fine. Next we see the orthopedic surgeon to look at Griff's foot. It really does look a lot better and I am thinking that all will check out fine with this appointment. The Dr. is going to look at Jack too since he was transverse the entire pregnancy. </div>
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Griffin and Jack are doing amazing. Each day is so encouraging with the constant weight gain and the new achievements that they accomplish everyday. Grady and I realize that preemies take longer to develop and we celebrate the small things everyday- like two bottles in a row, no spells on the monitors, passing the Car Seat Challenge, and really loud burps. Since preemies are so small and not really ready to fit into standard car seats- each baby has to pass the Car Seat Challenge before they can be discharged. Basically - they strap them into the car seat for 2 hours and closely monitor their breathing and heart rates to make sure both stay within the normal range while in the car seat. Preemies tend to hunch over in car seats, making them stop breathing while in the car- we definitely don't want this to happen since we know our little guys will be in a car seat quite a bit. This is where things get interesting. This whole military thing is really cramping my style!! I have always been a planner, very type A personality, and prepared. Just ask my mom when we were planning our wedding! Well, on May 22nd our house will be packed up and the twins and I are moving back to Deville to live with my parents. I read an article on Huffington Post about Boomerang Kids- adult children moving back in with their parents- well that's us! <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/05/01/boomerang-kids-multigenerational-households-living-with-adult-children_n_1434966.html">http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/05/01/boomerang-kids-multigenerational-households-living-with-adult-children_n_1434966.html</a><br />
But not only am I moving back in but I'm bringing along my two infant children, a dog, and a lot of sleepless nights. But since my parents are pretty much the most awesome parents ever - we are welcomed with open arms. Grady will join us on the weekends, as he will be doing some training in Alabama for his super cool new job as the JAG for the Special Ops, that will be moving us to Navarre, Florida at the beginning of July. We are excited about moving back to Florida- since this is where Grady and I met, fell in love, and have lots of fun memories. . . but the idea of being hours away from my mom with two new babies scares me to death. It will be an adventure to say the least. When we were house hunting in Florida, Grady kept saying to me- "we need plenty of room for your mom, so she will be comfortable and want to stay as long as she wants." I thought this was too funny, so glad that he loves his mother-in-law. <br />
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Back to the boys. . . Griffin is taking all of his feeding himself now- either breast or bottle- the tube is out of his nose which makes things so much more enjoyable. It is so fun to see him smile. . and yes, we know that they aren't real smiles and are directly related to what is happening in his diaper, but a momma can dream, right? He looks a lot like Grady- especially Grady's baby pictures. Griff is our loud baby- he loves to grunt and I am slowly learning that this is just his personality- grunts don't mean "pick me up." If I did pick him up everytime he grunted- I would never get a chance to hold Jack. He is quite the eater and an even better burper. I can see a lot of burping contests in my future not to mention other bodily functions- I'm sure. BOYS!!! When we feed Griff a bottle, he is so aggressive with it that a lot of times his breathing becomes impaired- which is keeping him from going home. We are really working on pacing him a little better and the Drs have decided to let him put himself on a On Demand schedule- he is doing well with this since he calls the shots.<br />
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Jack is doing better this week than he ever has. . like the nurses say. . "the light bulb has come on." He has become a excellent breast feeding baby and becoming much more alert and staying awake for longer periods of time. He seems to resemble the Price side of the family- he looks a lot like I did when I was a baby and even more so like my brother. It will be so exciting to watch them grow and change over the years. Jack's personality is much more laid back (like his daddy). He only cries when he is really upset about something and his main cry is over gas! He is our long and lean baby- he is longer than Griffin but weighs about the same. He has a little trouble with bottle feeding but is improving everyday- breastfeeding is more his thing- which I love because we really get some nice bonding time. . . until somebody else starts grunting!<br />
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Both boys weigh right at 6 lbs, 8 oz. We have come a long way from 4lbs, 3 oz. <br />
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Since we are still in the hospital, the days get long and tiresome but my mom comes up quite often to sit with me and the boys and its provides a quiet place for us to visit which I enjoy. Grady went ahead and took his paternity leave this week and I enjoy when he is there with me too. Not very often, pre or post twins, do we get the opportunity to just visit for hours at a time so this has been a welcomed time for us. And no better feeling than when we each are rocking our boys- sometimes we'll sing the Ricky Van Shelton/Dolly Parton song "Through these Rocking Years." Its funny- I'm sure the nurses at the NICU think we are crazy!<br />
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Overall, the boys are doing great- we had a minor set back last week when both boys had to have blood transfusions. I know, it sounds scary and horrible, but it did both boys a world of good. Since they are growing so fast, their bone marrow can't keep up with the production of red blood cells- so basically they were anemic. <br />
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Last night, I was given a room at the hospital and would wander to the NICU every three hours to nurse the boys- both boys did great and for the first time in 46 days- I truely feel like the end is near!! I can't wait to get the boys home.<br />
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1. Good feedings for both boys<br />
2. Good labs came back normal for no more problems with jaundice or anemia.<br />
3. A great husband who goes to work everyday and then comes to the hospital every night to help feed our boys while I take a break- he is exhausted but you can't keep him away from the boys. He call it "boys night out."<br />
4. A wonderful mother, who loves the boys just as much as we do, she is so willing to spend all day with me at the hospital and makes the long days seem shorter.<br />
5. I can button my old jeans again!<br />
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1. A continued improvement in all areas of the boys health.<br />
2. Calmness during this chaotic time for our family in the next 3 months.<br />
3. All the other babies in the NICU<br />
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This week we celebrate the boys' one month birthday!! My how our lives have changed! The boys are still in the NICU at Schumpert but are doing amazing. They both are very resilient and continue to amaze us everyday. After their first week in the NICU, Griff and Jack graduated to the "Growers" side - this is the place where babies are sent to, well, grow. Our boys are small compared to a lot of the other babies on this side but most of the babies around us have been in the NICU for several months and have had much more serious problems than our boys. They run test after test on our little guys but so far they have passed with flying colors. They have tested their hearing, their blood composition, ran scans of their brains and hips. Since the boys were packed so tightly into my tummy and breached, there is a risk of Hip Dyplasia- one of Griffin's feet is slightly turned out and this is sometimes associated with Hip Dysplasia. Thankfully his hips are fine and the drs feel that the foot is merely a positional abnormality and will continue to straighten on its own now that he has room to move freely. The Occupational Therapist showed me some excercises to do on Griff's feet after we change his diaper and he is alert- this is a disaster because Griff HATES to have his diaper changed and then rotating his feet in places that they don't like to just adds to the chaos. He is doing much better though and everyday his foot looks even better. Jack definitely has Grady's personality- he is very laid back, really doesn't fuss about anything and basically stares at Griffin when he goes into one of his crying fits. It is so funny how their personalities are already so different. We love it!! Everyone keeps asking us when will the boys get to come home and it really is hard to say since they both are growing at different paces and accomplish their requirements to come home at different times. Both boys are holding their temperatures without any help, they are gaining weight appropriately, having wet and dirty diapers to everyones satisfaction, the two things that are holding us back are their "spells" and feeding. Spells are when their heartrates drop and then make the Oxygen Saturation in their blood drop. Most of the time, they come out of this on their own but occasionally it requires just a pat on the butt. Jack has more spells than Griff and the nurses tell us this is more associated with Jack's reflux. Ahhh reflux- I've heard about reflux in babies from my friends but its a whole new ballgame when its your own. Sunday, we went to feed the boys before church (in our church clothes) and I was breastfeeding Griff while Grady was bottle feeding breastmilk to Jack. We were having a great time- all four of us together just hanging out when without warning Jack projectiled a huge amount of milk onto Grady's shirt. Twice. It really was scary at first because even though we both had experienced Jack spitting up before - this was different. The nurse assured us this was nothing to worry about but easier said than done. I feel so bad for Jack because I can only imagine how this must feel on his little tummy, but we have to quit feeding him when this happens- so I hate that he has to wait 3 more hours before he can eat again, and on top of all that- if you knew how hard I have to work to keep enough breastmilk for two babies- seeing a large portion of it fly through the air makes me want to cry. Grady was a trooper and we went on to church, milk stained shirt and all. I think he was kinda proud of it actually!! The next challenge for both boys is to eat every feeding (eight times a day) through a bottle or breast. Currently they are sending the milk into their tummy through a tube- which really helps their weight gain since they have to do no work and still get lots of calories. Now that we have started to breast and bottle feed, they burn more calories sucking, swallowing, and breathing than they did before so their weight gain, although still increasing has slowed somewhat. We are quickly approaching a discharge date and are praying that all goes smoothly so that we can all go home and start living a normal life.<br />
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1. Griff is getting the hang of breastfeeding better this week than last<br />
2. Both boys are gaining an amazing amount of weight<br />
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1. Jack's reflux continues to improve.<br />
2. Both boys continue to breastfeed well and my supply is adequate to keep the boys satisfied.<br />
3. Griff's foot continues to correct itself.<br />
4. All the other precious babies and parents that surround us in the NICU. We are so blessed to have two healthy babies that were simply born a little early- so many of the infants have life-long problems that unfortunately won't go away upon discharge. <br />
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Thanks for checking in again at our blog!! Up next time. . . as if things couldn't be any crazier in our lives!!<br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-88064966437827802432012-04-02T17:23:00.000-07:002012-04-02T17:23:48.176-07:00Let's Back Up A BitDue to the unexpected arrival of our boys, our posts have gotten a little out of order. Here is the post that was previously promised. . . <br />
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Grady and I started the search for a church soon upon our arrival in Shreveport and Grady was volunteering with CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate) when he met Carolle Green. Carolle has some connections to Alexandria and even Deville (the town I grew up in) and she invited us to their church. We started attending First Baptist of Shreveport and loved it from the beginning. There is a wonderful group of girls that I have have grown to love and treasure their friendships. . . here are some pics from the shower they had for me. . . Mom, Tessia, and Madison came up for the weekend to attend the shower and just give me some company. Being on bedrest was really starting to take its toll on me- both physically and emotionally- and I never realized how much sweet Madison would brighten my day.<br />
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The shower was on Sunday afternoon, this was a lot of activity for one day so I went home and was totally exhausted. I had an appointment with Dr. Tynes the next day and upon our arrival- I just didn't feel good. Once we got into the exam room, she and Dr. Jones decided that it would be in the babies best interest for me to be admitted to the hospital for two steroid shots given 24 hours apart. The doctors did this as a precaution, thinking we should be prepared if the boys decided to come early it was best to prepare their lungs for the early entry into the world. This was my first overnight stay in the hospital and I was a little scared but things worked out just fine. I got this great video of Jack with the hiccups. It was so adorable at the time but I would much rather see him have the hiccups in person.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On Wednesday, I was discharged from the hospital with the instructions of "go home - don't get up- unless you are having babies." And that's what I did. Mom came into town to help out while Grady went back to work- even though I am 30 years old- mom comes running when things get tough. I get that now that I am a mom!! I was a little aggravated with Grady since I was ready to leave the hospital and he was nowhere to be found. Ummm? When he finally showed up at the hospital, he wheeled me out to our new. . . minivan. I know, I said I would never drive a minivan but we (mostly Grady) :) decided that it would be a good idea to have something that is super easy to get the boys in and out of. All the way home, we practiced our parenting sayings in the minivan, like "Don't make me pull this minivan over" and the like. We had a good laugh about that!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The post is full of randomness but we needed to wrap up everything pre-babies. Since we didn't find out the gender of our boys before they were born- we decided to do the nursery in Noah's Ark, since they come two by two. Grady bought the twins some animals for the nursery and it was oh so entertaining while I was on bedrest and the doorbell would ring- another package from the FedEx guy- with another stuffed animal in it. Thankfully he didn't buy two of every kind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The post that Grady previously wrote about the day the boys were born was titled "It all started with a Stuffed Porkchop." The story behind the title is that Grady and I met on a blind date and we went to a little restaurant where I ordered the Stuffed Porkchop. We laugh now about how far that porkchop has gotten us - driving around a minivan with twin boys and loving the new life we are about to start as parents---my how things have changed!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-59785584223059798172012-03-23T20:02:00.000-07:002012-03-23T20:02:27.676-07:00To think it all started with a stuffed pork chop...<span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The Big Day!</span><br />
<div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">March is a month full of big days for Alicia and I – on March 6<sup>th</sup>, 2008, we got engaged in Memphis, TN, on March 28, 2009, we got married in Pineville, LA, and now on March 19<sup>th</sup>, 2012, our twin boys, Griffin and Jack, were born at 8:56 am in Shreveport, LA.<span> </span><span> </span>They came a little early (31.5 weeks) and were certainly a surprise to us.<span> </span>We were hoping (ok, I was hoping) to make it to at least April 5<sup>th</sup> (my birthday) but we should have known they’d make their appearance in March.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">So, what happened?<span> </span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span></span>As many of you probably know, Alicia had been on strict bed rest from the 24<sup>th</sup> week of the pregnancy due primarily to early and frequent contractions.<span> </span>Her doctors prescribed a couple of medications to relax her muscles, slow/reduce the contractions and generally just keep her pregnant for as long as possible.<span> </span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span></span>On Saturday, March 10<sup>th</sup>, Alicia was in an extraordinary amount of pain so we called the on-call doctor who instructed us to go to the Labor and Delivery unit at our hospital immediately.<span> </span>Upon arrival, Alicia and the babies were monitored for a few hours and it was determined to just be stronger than normal contractions so we scheduled an appointment to see her regular doctor on Monday and went home for the rest of the weekend.<span> </span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span></span>At the appointment Monday, Alicia’s doctors decided, as a precaution, to admit her to the hospital for a couple of days to administer a two steroid shots.<span> </span>These shots help the babies lungs develop in case of pre-term delivery.<span> </span>(Good timing, huh?) <span> </span>They also did a protein test which is supposed to be about 99% accurate in determining whether a woman will go into labor within the next two weeks.<span> </span>Our test was negative so we left the hospital on Wednesday and headed home for more bed rest.<span> </span>Our goal of making it to April once again seemed realistic.</span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">By the weekend, Alicia started to have some restless nights full of painful contractions and cramping.<span> </span>I remember Friday night was very uncomfortable for her, Saturday not as bad, but then came Sunday night.<span> </span>She was in misery most of the night and at about 4 am she woke me up and said “I think we might have to go to the hospital.”<span> </span>Stupid me, I thought this was more of the same painful contractions/cramping from the previous <span> </span>few nights so I suggested we wait a few hours until her regular doctor was available to see her.<span> </span>(Yes, for those of you wondering – I am a bonehead!)<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span></span>At about 5:30 am, Alicia looked at me and said “this is different, we’ve got to go.”<span> </span>So, we got ready and grabbed the bag we had packed and loaded up the car.<span> </span>I started backing out of the driveway and, before reaching the road, Alicia told me to “stop!”<span> </span>I thought she’d forgotten something so I stopped the car and was looking for the garage door opener when she jumped out of the car (“jump” doesn’t exactly describe what she did – it was more of a quick waddle), rushed over to our lawn, and threw up.<span> </span>Hmmmm – this was different.<span> </span>(yes, bonehead, this was different).<span> </span>I got her back in the car and off we flew to the hospital.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">We arrived at the hospital sometime before 6 am and the nurses there did the usual thing.<span> </span>They hooked her up to the baby and contraction monitors , then they said the usual thing – the babies are fine, you look fine, it’s probably nothing.<span> </span>At this point, Alicia threw up a second time.<span> </span>Hmmm – this was different.<span> </span>By this time we were both telling the nurses that this was not the usual contractions/cramping but they didn’t seem concerned and we waited for Alicia’s doctor to arrive.<span> </span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span></span>At about this time I called Alicia’s parents to tell them that we were back in the hospital and that I thought she’d be admitted again for a few days.<span> </span>Katy, Alicia’s mom, asked if they should start heading toward Shreveport and I told her to wait until we’d seen the doctor, thinking this would be a fairly routine visit.<span> </span>Katy must have heard something in my voice or her maternal instinct must have kicked in because she left home and started the drive to Shreveport immediately.</span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The doc arrived at around 7:45 am and immediately checked Alicia’s cervix, etc., and told us she was 100% effaced and a few other things I don’t remember.<span> </span>I’m not sure if I started panicking at this exact moment but if not, full scale panic was right around the corner.<span> </span>The next words out of the doc’s mouth were “it’s baby day!”<span> </span>I said “What?<span> </span>You mean today?<span> </span>We’re having babies today?”<span> </span>Alicia and I looked at each other as it sunk in.<span> </span>For me, the news brought a mixture of panic (today?!?!<span> </span>I’m not ready, I need a few more weeks to get everything ready), worry (is Alicia ok?<span> </span>Will the babies be ok?), excitement (holy $#!%!!!!<span> </span>I’m going to be a dad TODAY!!!!<span> </span>Oh…and there are two of them!<span> </span>holy $@@!#$), and after that , more panic.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span></span>Things moved quickly from that point on.<span> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">One of the nurses brought me paper scrubs which, by the way, were about 4 sizes too small and quite snug (understatement of the year) and the others started prepping the operating room for the c-section.<span> </span>I called her family to tell them to get their rears in gear and get to Shreveport.<span> </span>Lloyd, Alicia’s dad, told me that Katy was already on her way, no doubt breaking speed limits and blowing by cars all the way up I-49.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">The anesthesiologist came and checked on Alicia, the docs told us the logistics of the operation, where I should be, etc., and then we waited nervously for the nurses to come and take Alicia back.<span> </span>They took Alicia to the OR around 8:15.<span> She </span>was in good spirits and the excitement of what was happening was starting to build.<span> </span>I had 20-30 minutes to kill before they’d be ready for me in the OR so I did what any soon-to-be new dad would do – I paced nervously up and down the hall leading the OR, I tested, re-tested and re-re-tested the camera to ensure all was in working order.<span> </span>Then…the call came.<span> </span>They were ready for me in the OR.<span> </span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span>When I arrived, th</span>ere were already about a dozen people inside – MD’s, RN’s, techs, you name it.<span> </span>I took a seat at the head of the table and held Alicia’s hand while the docs prepared to make the incision.<span> </span>Thankfully there was a curtain just below Alicia’s neck that kept us from seeing everything that was going on but the anesthetist and Alicia’s doc kept us informed with a ‘play-by-play’ call of what was happening.</span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My memory from here is a little fuzzy but I’ll do my best.<span> </span>The incision was made and at some point one or both fetal sacs were punctured and fluid gushed out.<span> </span>The doctor joked about it and kept making her way through the different layers to get to the babies.<span> </span>Just minutes (or maybe seconds?) later, she told us she was bringing baby ‘A’ out.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Time for a quick sidenote here – Alicia and I did not know the gender of our twins.<span> </span>We tried very hard throughout the pregnancy to keep in secret and, despite a few close calls, were able to make it the whole way without someone accidently telling us what we were going to have.<span> </span>Alicia always felt that baby ‘B’ was a boy but both of our feelings/guesses on baby ‘As’ gender fluctuated from one week to the next and, of course, we knew we could be completely wrong about both.</span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Baby ‘A’ (Griffin) emerged and the doctor announced “It’s a boy!” and Alicia and I heard our little Griffin cry for the first time.<span> </span>The doctor handed him to a nurse who took Griffin to a nearby table so they could take care of him.<span> </span>I followed and was lucky enough to watch every step as the team of medics did their work. <span> </span>By all appearances he was a healthy little guy with a ton of brown hair covering his little head.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span></span>I then turned my attention back to Alicia and went to her to tell her about our beautiful baby boy!<span> </span>I was with her for just a second when baby ‘B’ made his appearance.<span> </span>Once again, the doctor yelled out “It’s a boy!.”<span> </span>Two boys!<span> </span>I could hardly believe it.<span> </span>Ten minutes ago I was just some schmuck roaming the hallways and now I was a Dad to two beautiful little boys!<span> </span>Anyone who doubts the existence of God has not experienced that moment.<span> </span>Two miracles of life came from my wife’s body into the world and lie there kicking and screaming before us.<span> </span>Wow!<span> </span>I can still hardly believe it.<span> </span>Thank you God for blessing us in such a way.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Baby ‘B’ (Jack) made the trip to his table and the medical team performed their magic.<span> </span>He too looked strong and healthy and he too had a head full of brown hair.<span> </span>Another blessing.<span> </span>Each of the boys was wrapped up in a blanket and brought over to Alicia so she could get a good look at her babies.<span> </span>She was overjoyed and in tears.<span> </span>She’d worked so hard to make it to 31 weeks and now she could finally see the reward.<span> </span>Thank you, Sweetheart, for being a good Mom from the day we got pregnant.<span> </span>You are the best and I love you!</span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">At about this time, I was kicked out of the OR so the doc could sew Alicia back up and get her into recovery.<span> </span>I followed the boys into the next room where the work on them continued.<span> </span>Everyone agreed that they looked great for being born at 31 weeks and being twins, but they still needed special care for a few weeks to allow them to continue to develop.<span> </span></span></span></div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The rest is a whirlwind.<span> </span>Alicia’s mom had arrived by the time I returned from the OR and the rest of her family was there within 45 minutes.<span> </span>I started to make calls and send messages to people.<span> </span>Of course everyone asked what the boy’s names were.<span> </span>I was a little embarrassed that I couldn’t tell them but we hadn’t settled on the exact names yet.<span> </span>We had three boy names picked out that we liked, but hadn’t fully decided yet and I couldn’t go final with the names until I talked to Alicia when she got out of recovery.<span> </span>Once she came out and we had a moment alone, we made the final decision on names and now a few days later, it's hard to imagine calling these little guys anything but Griffin and Jack.<span> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span> </span></span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-65164758823003085442012-03-16T21:10:00.001-07:002012-03-16T21:22:48.487-07:00My Hump, My Hump, My Lovely Lady BumpHere are some pics of the bump. It grows at different rates from week to week and it truly is amazing at what your body is capable of doing. Every night after I grease it up with whatever concoction I can find that promises to prevent stretch marks- I love to walk into the living room and just wait for Grady to look up and notice. It is so funny to see the look on his face - it never gets old!!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That is all the pics of the Bump that I have for now. Hopefully we will continue to have a picture or two more before the babies come. We made 31 weeks today!! I am leaving some details out that I will fill in on my next post. But as you can tell, the bump is getting pretty big and its very uncomfortable to lay on one side and twist to type on my laptop for very long. Coming soon - our baby shower, a hospital stay, hiccups and a new ride- the next post will be a fun one!! Thanks for all your prayers and support during the last few weeks- we are so thankful for such wonderful people in our lives that are praying for and encouraging us along the way. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-62628358177347699992012-02-25T08:57:00.000-08:002012-02-25T08:57:35.908-08:0028 WEEKS!! WOOHOOOYesterday we met with Dr. Jones to check on the progression of the preterm labor and to see how much our babies have grown. Grady and I have become pretty good at looking at the ultrasounds and knowing the general outcome since we have had so many and initially we felt pretty good about this one. Then we get to meet with the dr and he goes over every little detail and explains to us what he sees and thinks about the situation. This time - he just put his head down and shook his head- IN AMAZEMENT!! He was thrilled at how everything was looking- not only was my cervix holding the babies in well- it had actually gotten thicker to better support the weight of the babies. Ahhh- the weight of the babies- this is my favorite part. Baby A is weighing in at 3 lbs. 5 ozs. and Baby B is 2 lbs. 13 ozs. Even with the size discrepancy, both babies are measuring bigger than what their due date projects. This is great news because with twins this is not always the case. It must be a combination of the bedrest but all the wonderful food that our Sunday School class, my mom, and Grady has prepared for us. Grady has totally perfected scrambled eggs!! He can make the best eggs I have ever eaten. He has been reading his book "The Expecting Father," and I really don't know what all he has learned about in this book but the one thing he continually brings up is how much protein the babies need during this phase of the pregnancy- hence the egg overload! However, in the past few days, he is well on his way to perfecting pancakes as well. As miserable as I am on bedrest- this has definitely given Grady the opportunity to become quite the chef- maybe this will continue after the twins are here???<br />
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I guess the point of the post is the let you know that our 28 week milestone has been reached and we are now setting our sights on 32 weeks!! Thanks for all the prayers!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826452819855251268.post-5054157498585422022011-12-18T09:08:00.024-08:002012-02-25T09:00:01.067-08:00Welcome to our blog!!<b><i></i></b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: red;">When I have a kid, I want to buy one of those strollers for twins. Then put the kid in and run around, looking frantic.<b><i></i></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Grady saw this quote and thought it was hilarious and I thought so too. . . .until we realized that WE WERE having twins and the likelihood that my scatterbrained personality was likely to do just that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Let's start at the beginning. Grady was deployed to Afghanistan from January to July 2011, the news of his deployment was a shock to us both and definitely reminded me that life in the military is never predictable nor compassionate to the individual plans of its service members. Well we showed them!! Grady arrived back in Shreveport on July 28th, greeted by family and friends, it was quite an exciting day. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful family that will travel to welcome Grady as well as a church family that totally pulled out all the stops to make Grady's homecoming one of the most memorable events in our lives. </span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">On Sept 10th, we were very excited to have my parents stopping by for a visit and then later that day Grady's friend, Jeff, was passing through Shreveport and spent the night with us. We got up that morning and went to the Farmer's Market, one of our favorite Saturday morning rituals, and I had lots of errands that I wanted to run and things to do around the house. . . but I couldn't- this overwhelming tiredness overtook me- how could I be so tired - I just woke up from 8 straight hours of sleep and 3 hours later I couldn't do anything but lay on the couch and sleep some more. When my parents did arrive, I was not a good hostess, barely got off the couch and I'm pretty sure I fell asleep during our visit- although my mom did help me throw up a few of my fall decorations. And that was just about the only thing we got accomplished. It was until later that night that I was convinced that I was pregnant since we took Jeff to one of our favorite restaraunts in Shreveport and NOTHING looked good to me. That was only the beginning of the tell tale signs of being pregnant. I won't go into detail, and of course most pregnant women go through the same thing, but when its happening to you- you couldn't imagine being any sicker than what was to come in the 12 weeks. We went on our major vacation of the year in October, that was planned out well before Grady arrived home for Afghanistan, to Seaside, Florida- if we would have know how awful the trip would have been- we probably would have cancelled it. I left the condo maybe 4 times the whole week only to be brought home abruptly. The weather was beautiful- so said Grady- since I was unable to head to the beach. Have you ever been nauseated at the beach? There aren't a lot of options out there!! Needless to say I owe Grady big time for that vacation. But to be quite honest he overlooked all that after our next dr. appt. It was time for our second ultrasound and that is when I heard the sound that I will never forget until I die. The sound of two heartbeats and the image of 2 tiny "tadpoles" as my mother-in-law calls them. We were beyond thrilled and I can say that I have never seen Grady be so happy since I've known him. THIS WAS AWESOME!!! Although I was equally excited, the thought of jumping up and down, squealing, or any other act that I would normally partake in was minimized due to the "all day" morning sickness that I experienced. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The pregnancy went on without a hitch- I eventually started feeling better and resume normal activities like cooking supper, washing clothes and even smiling. We see Dr. Kerry Tynes, our OB-GYN, every month but due to the fact we were expecting twins, she wanted us to meet Dr. Jones, a perinatalogist, who specializes in all high risk pregnancies. I don't really like the term High Risk but anytime there are two babies then there comes double the risks of complications and its just safer to have a specialist checking on the babies to monitor their growth along the way. Dr. Tynes has been my dr. since we moved to Shreveport and I absolutley love her. She is young, energetic, and very smart but a little too pretty for my liking especially now since Grady comes with me to all my appointments and quite frankly its humiliating has I try to hoist my every expanding self onto the exam table while she stands by patiently waiting with her tiny waist and measuring tape so she can announce to Grady and I exactly how much I have expanded!! She basically reminds me of cheerleader that you really don't want to like but can't help but be taken over by her contagiously good natured attitude. Dr. Jones, the perinatogist, is the exact opposite. Our first visit with him was not one of my favorites, other than the fact that we got to really watch our 2 babies playing with each other. At that point, the looked like real babies (not tadpoles) and still had enough room in my tummy to really move around. We got to see them yawn and kick at each other and its was at the point Grady and I were totally in love with our babies. When we first met with Dr. Jones we pretty much went over every statistic about twins that you could imagine-none of which I could remember or care to since most of them weren't good- but what I DO remember was that he never looked at me- he looked at Grady the entire time. We thought that was strange. As we have met with Dr. Jones more, he has become less "gloom and doom" but he stills talks to Grady instead of me. When we went for our 24 week visit with him- it actually was Doom and Gloom time. We found out that I was having contractions and it was just way too early for that to happen. He told me to go home for strict bedrest and come back tomorrow and to have my bags packed for a hospital stay. WHAT?!?! I was so shocked and upset - it was probably the worst that I have ever felt in my life. I had been having contractions for a while and just didn't know it. Although he explained that this does happen in 50% of twin pregnancies- I couldn't believe it was happening to us. Then I went through everything that I could have done wrong to have started the contractions- did I work too much, did I carry something too heavy, should I have eaten healthier throughout the pregnancy? Grady was very supportive through out this time and he made it very clear to me that there was nothing that I did wrong and he didn't blame me for this happening- but still - It's an awful feeling. On top of the fact that I was on bedrest- Grady had shoulder surgery 3 days prior to this news. He was still on prescription pain meds so he was unable to drive- so what's better, a hysterical hormonal pregnant lady in preterm labor or a super relaxed, although heavily medicated, man drive us home? I drove home. . . . and then Grady never took another pain pill after that. He was home from work for the next 10 days for his surgery so luckily that worked out well and he was able to take care of me, even though I should have been taking care of him!! I would see him wince in pain as he brought me my pills, or food, or water (with just the right amount of ice and a straw). If anything, this experience has shown me that he is going to make an amazing dad, putting his own discomfort aside and taking care of me- which ultimately means taking care of our sweet babies. I knew before I married Grady that I was getting a great guy but this has taken it to a whole new level. Sometimes I really don't even think I deserve someone so wonderful- and let's just hope that he never realizes this and leaves me because, let's face it, there is NO WAY I could raise these babies on my own. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">So this is where we are in the pregnancy so far. We see either Dr. Tynes or Dr. Jones every week sometimes twice a week. They are both very concerned about the babies and are watching closely for any changes. Although I am probably overly critical of Dr. Jones, in the last few weeks, I have never felt more relieved that he is my Dr. When things aren't looking good- we really made us feel better by being very confident that he was doing everything that he could to have our babies arrive into this world safely. We are praying to make it to 28 weeks but even better would be 32 weeks. If we can go longer, then that would be perfect but all we can do now is pray that the babies stay where they are and that they continue to grow and arrive as healthy as can be!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10644078927543653962noreply@blogger.com1