30

Yep, I have joined the 30 club.  Saturday night my family had thrown a surprise birthday party for me.  It was a lot of fun, I danced and had a couple drinks, while dancing it probably looked  like I was drunk but I wasn't I'm just that bad.  I love to dance (well what I think is dancing) the babies and I dance a lot together they just give me a big toothless grin.  Back to the drinks I really have not drank (anything except wine) since July of last year and holy cow after one I was relaxed (cheap date).  One of the families that I've become close to while in the nicu came to my party so that was a great surprise and then had lots of family and friends.  I just love how we have so much support.

Haylee is on day 10 of diarrhea that poor little girl, I have found butt paste and maalox mixed together is the ultimate cure for diaper rash.  We go back to the doctor tomorrow so hopefully they will figure something out for her.  She is only on formula right now so I'm not sure what the cause would be.

We are going to have family pictures done this weekend, super exciting.  The last professional family pics we had done were when they were in the nicu.  

***I forgot to add that Haylee rolled over by herself yesterday but she can not figure out how to move her arm so she kinda just lays on her arm.

poor boy

My poor boy Wyatt, he has had a rough journey in his short little life already.  He has a testicular hernia right now (this is where his bowels go through the hole where is testicles drop) anytime he is gassy or has to poop it gurgles and he screams.  Last night was bad, he cried and screamed, I check it and push it in as often as possible, it got so bad that he was sweating because the pain was so bad.  I gave him Tylenol (the doctors do not want me to do this because if his bowels twist and he does not have surgery immediately he could die, they say the pain reliever will mask the problem.  I have to do something to help him though).  So he is having breathing problems also every other day his lips and chin will turn blue (on Friday they finally gave me a thing to give him treatments), the doctors say it is not allergies but a reason can not be found as to why he is having these episodes.  He should have had his oxygen weaned down twice already since he left the hospital but they can not do it because he needs the support.  I see lots of lung problems in our future.  When he was discharged the doctor said he we would be back several times before the end of the year.  I just want to do something for him but there is nothing all I can do is give him hugs and lots of love.

Haylee is wanting to roll over so bad, she will get to her side but can not figure out how to move her arm out of the way.  Layne is doing really well with eating baby food, he has lots of energy.  I lay all 3 of them on the floor together and they will just stare at the other and sometimes jabber.

Ignorance/Stupidity

People do not have filters or they just do not care if they hurt your feelings.  I get stopped all the time when I am out with all three babies because you just do not see multiples (except twins) in the town that I live in (we are the second set of triplets that live here).  Sometimes I feel like being a snob because I do not want to hear what they have to say, such as oh my gosh your crazy (thanks last time I checked I wasn't), you must be busy (yes I am all the time), there is no way that I could do it (not many people can)......the list goes on. 

 

But here is one that made me furious, why did she keep all of them (as in abort one early on).  What the hell how could anyone ask this question?  I look at the babies now and I want to ask the person which one of these sweet little faces would you get rid of?  It makes me want to cry, how anyone could be this stupid.  I know I'm rambling and this is probably not making sense.

I have only had a handful of positive comments, one of the ladies said I was blessed and she hopes that I have many more babies.  We need more people like this in the world.

Labor Day Weekend was so fun.  We went on our first camping trip with the babies and  it was a success.  They had fun and I really think they enjoyed all the fresh air.  After having a wonderful three day weekend I had to come back to work to all of this drama bull-crap.  I'm beginning to feel that I do not have to put up with all of this anymore.

In the camper while raining.
Me, Haylee Jo, Wyatt, Layne & sis

Wyatt & Daddy playing

Haylee Jo in the new hat that Daddy just bought her

Uncle Chris & Layne playing

exhaust...zzzzz....ed

So going back to work is a lot harder than I imagined.  Yesterday afternoon it took me forever to answer a customers question, my brain was fried.  Wyatt is on this kick where he does not want to go to sleep until midnight, he will close his eyes but as soon as you lay him in his crib the screaming begins.  So you pick him up as fast as possible so you do not wake one of the other two up (I've tried to let him cry, it is not in my favor).  My husband started laying him in our bed saying that he was to young to even know the difference (oh, he totally knows).  Then Layne will wake up to eat around 2-3am put him back in bed between 3-4am then Haylee wants to get up to eat around 4:30am then I have to start getting ready at 5am to get them to daycare and me to work.  Josh gave Layne a bath last night (I was a zombie) and guess what he actually laughed while Josh was trickling water over him so I run in to record it and he stops and stares at me, I did get one good giggle recorded (this is my new favorite sound ever, well until the Wyatt or Haylee start to laugh).

Oh I only cried once on my first day back, speaking of I need to get back to work.

Raise your glass

I want to make a toast.  First, to all of you lovely ladies that got me through the infertility part of my life then for your help getting through the tough times keeping my three little miracles here.  I have made friends that I will keep for a lifetime.  Second my three little miracles are 6 months old now (well they were yesterday) so they are one day closer to being one year old, how time flies.  Third, I started work today and I have not cried yet (instead I cried yesterday).  I am going to miss all those new things that they seem to do everyday.  They are all jabbering a lot right now and I love to listen to them.  Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is their favorite show (I know they are young to love a show but they do), Wyatt gets mad if someone tries to turn him away from the TV when it is on.  I know that I am not the best parent (but I honestly try my best) but I think it is so funny/cute when they are trying to poop (this sounds horrible I know) they grunt....and I....just can not explain it, it is adorable (yes I know that sounds weird).  However I do not like the aftermath of their cute grunting.  Well my first lunch hour is over so I better get off of here. CHEERS.

Layne, Haylee Jo, & Wyatt ~6 months old

So Much

So much to talk about.  I have my days and nights mixed up basically because Haylee and Layne do also.  Yes Haylee and Layne are home, I hope Wyatt is going to join them soon. 

Layne was home for a week and we had to take him to the emergency room because he was retracting, nasal flaring and head bobbing.  I felt sorry for the poor guy he was working so hard to breathe.  We spent 7 hours in the ER, basically because there was a miscommunication between the lab and nurses.  Layne was crying a majority of the time, he was tired (he went a good 10 hours not sleeping) and very hungry (when I finally got to feed him they came in made him so upset he threw up all over the place).  He was re-admitted into the NICU for a week (he had fluid on his lungs).  The day he was back in the NICU I spent the entire day there again, I cried most of it because I'm just really tired of that place (not that I won't miss the nurses and everyone there) I want my kids to be home with me so I can see them all the time.

They are so funny together, during the day I will lay them next to each other and they just stare at each other.  Layne is my social one he makes noises at her all the time.  He is also my smiley guy.  They both have reflux and there is nothing that we can do except prop the head of their beds up so they do not lay flat on their backs.  We have to clean lots of sheets and clothes up after projectile vomiting (DH hates when I call it that but that is what it is).

For the babies being so small their stuff sure is big.  Our house is not very big and it is getting smaller and smaller.  We had to move a dresser out of our room to make room for pack n plays (for them to sleep in until I'm comfortable with them being in their room), now I have no idea where to put my clothes (not that I really care because I do not even have the energy to do laundry, our family comes over to do it).  We have had lots of help from our families (we are very thankful), I have found 15 minute naps are so refreshing (any sleep is great sleep).

Wyatt is 6lbs 6oz, Haylee is 7lbs 6oz and Layne is 8lbs.  I can not believe they are so big.

Part time to full time

Over the weekend I went from a part time parent to a full time parent. Layne came home and things are going well. He is on oxygen still so that has become a challenge we usually just leave him in one room all day so we do not have to move the tank around (basically because I have to have DH do it).
Wyatt is on the lowest setting of oxygen thus far. I breast fed him for the first time yesterday and he did really well.
Haylee Jo had a lot of fluid on her lungs and they are giving her a daily dose of lasics. She looks and acts way better I didn't realize that she felt as bad as she did.