3/10/08

Had a nice weekend, but boy am I tired now! For some reason I couldn’t get to sleep last night. That was definitely the first time that’s happened since the boys were born. It might be because I slept in until 11:30 yesterday (but of course it was really 10:30, and that doesn’t count the 3 times we got up to feed babies for an hour at a time.) Miles had started fussing at 10ish, so I brought him to bed with me (George had already gotten up.) It was sweet, snuggling with my Miles-bear.

Anyhoo. This weekend, the boys had their first trip to the pub! (Ex-utero, that is. I had plenty of mocktails at the pub while pregnant.) They agreed that Guinness is yucky and they vastly prefer gin and tonics. Ha! I kid, of course. We didn’t even go inside, we sat by the picnic table outside with some friends and their little girl. Didn’t even stay long, it was pretty cold. But George was happy that he got to show them where Mommy and Daddy met. Hee hee!

Oh backing up, on Friday night I went to the Mothers of Triplets meeting. It was so nice to meet other people who have gone through what we’re going through. One of the best parts was seeing the other two moms who had their babies when I had mine. (Remember the news story? Although, now, looking again, I can’t help noticing the errors in the story. First they call Oliver Owen, and they got Miles’ weight wrong. Whatever.) I can’t wait for the ten of our kids to get together again, outside of the NICU!

Yesterday was Friendship Day, a big neighborhood block party. The weather was gorgeous. We even got a family pic:

3 months old!

Yesterday the boys turned three months old. Three months?!? Where has the time gone? Seriously. I have a feeling I’ve said that every month and that I will continue to do so…

At their ped visit, their stats were:

Linus:  12 lbs, 14.5 oz (25-50th percentile); 23.75″ long (25-50th percentile)

Oliver: 13 lbs, 5 oz (50th percentile); 23.75″ long (25-50th percentile)

Miles: 12 lbs, 7.5 oz (25th percentile); 22.75″ long (10th percentile)

So Oliver’s still my chunk, and Miles is still my runt.  The doctor eased my worries about their development (I think I’m just paranoid about it, and have to continually remind myself that while physically, they’re normal for their age, developmentally we have to go by their adjusted age.) and said they’re healthy boys. They got two shots each, and handled them pretty well.

Let’s see…what can I say about them?

– Eating up to 6 oz at a feeding, but mostly 3-4 at a time.
– Sleeping a 5-6 hour stretch in the late evening, but for the most part, still eating every 3 hours during the night. Ugh.
– We’re getting pretty decent smiles out of all of them, but it’s still pretty sporadic. Better than nothing.
– They make the cutest “gaah” and “oooooh” and “awww” sounds. Kills me.
– They don’t poop nearly as much as they used to. Whew!

On a related note, I sent my MFM a birth announcement and a note saying how grateful I was to him and his staff for getting my boys to me so healthy. Today I got a note in the mail from him. I was almost in tears reading it.

“Pam –
Thanks for the pictures and the nice words. Your boys are beautiful. You did more than any of us to get them here safely.
Miracles are possible – AR”

Sniff, sniff. See why I loved him?

Linus:

Oliver:

Miles:

Also, did anyone see the article about the identical triplets in NY? It’s kind of annoying, because where the heck was my news conference? Heh. For the record, no, I still haven’t found out if they’re identical. So when I do find out, then do I get to be famous? Hee!

3/3/08

Had such a lovely weekend. 🙂

Took the boys to Baton Rouge (sans George, so he could have a little fun time too) because my cousin Laura was in town with her two daughters Charlotte and Kristen. Charlotte just turned four, so there was a big ol’ party for her at my aunt and uncle’s house. I got a sparkly Hello Kitty sticker/tattoo. We party hard, we do. And Kristen is the newest member of the family, a good 17 days younger than her older wiser triplet cousins. She has much to learn from them, with the wisdom they have gained from their time on this earth. Hee!

They all seemed to like each other well enough…

Actually, by the looks of it, Kristen was bored by them. Hmmm. Must work on honing their sense of humor or something.

NOTE TO FAMILY: SEND ME YOUR PICTURES, DANGIT!

This is referring to the papparazzi treatment Laura, Kristen, the boys and I got during our photo shoot. Ha ha! It was fun. But I have no pictures from it, so I am asking anyone who took pictures to send them to me. And I know yall read this, because you knew all of our stories already! (Email is pam@pyjammy.com.)

I also should post these pictures here. Because they’re funny and I didn’t post them before. And some people think I don’t take/post enough pictures of Miles. Poor little Miles. He likes to dress up…

Devlish little guy, isn’t he?

And here’s a cute picture of Oliver wearing an outfit (from our friend Hadley’s boys) that makes him look quite tough:

ha!

Note: Not sure if anyone came here from our new domain, kocketriplets.com. It’s just going to direct you here until the day comes when I have enough free time to make them their own website. Which will be never! Ha!

The babies meet Max

Two entries in one day! But I have to share a few pictures…

Me and the boys! I take all the pictures, so I have very few of me with the boys. Thanks for taking this, Monica!

My cousin Monica, her son Max, and Linus:

Sleeping babies…oh, heaven!

And, for the record…Oliver smiled at me today! That was my first real smile directed at just me, from any of the boys. Yes, my heart melted into a pile of goo. It’s true.

10 weird things about me

Fun! I’ve been tagged by Rachael! I have to list ten weird/random things about me… I guess since she’s a triplet mom too, I can’t list that as one of my weird things. Ha ha!

Boy, I hope I can think of ten things. 😛

1. I hate celery. Don’t even THINK of trying to sneak it in somewhere. There is no time that celery is EVER okay. And believe me, it DOES have a taste. Hmmph. It makes me retch to even think about. (And, for the record, I don’t really think that’s a weird thing about me. I think it’s weird that other people like it. So there.)

Oh no, I can’t think of anything else! I’m perfectly normal! Do these have to be things that none of my friends/family know about? Because I’m pretty much an open book. I can’t think of anything new to say…

2. I quit smoking on February 2, 2004. So did Kristina (my BFF). We rule!

3. I have run two marathons. The London Marathon in April 2002 (a few days before I met George) and the Marine Corps Marathon in October 2003. I kinda hope to do another one someday, but I think I’d rather do lots of 5Ks instead.

4. I wanted to be a microbiologist in high school. And then I took microbiology. Heh. But my dad used to buy me these books on cell biology and stuff when I was younger, and I was just fascinated by mitochondria and all that.

5. I desperately need to update this. That’s not weird, I’m just saying. It’s weird to read something like that, before we had kids, before we got married, before Katrina, even. Yeah, three years ago. Definitely need to update. But right now it’s providing inspiration for this list.

6. I lived in London for six months with Kristina and Anne. Now Kristina and Anne are sisters-in-law. I’m so jealous of that! But don’t worry, George is safe. Their husbands don’t have another brother anyway. Ha!

7. I have two tattoos. One of Calvin & Hobbes, courtesy of my 19 year old self. That would have been 1994. Then the strip was cancelled shortly thereafter. And the is a British flag with a little runner on top of it. That’s commemorating my first marathon. I don’t think I’ll get any more.

8. This is hard!

9. Very

10. Hard!

Whew, 10 things! That wasn’t easy.

I’m tagging anyone who has a blog that reads this but never comments. Now you have to comment!

PS If I think of anything else weird, I will add it.

February 24, 2008

Right now, the boys are getting back at us. Like, they don’t want to let us slip into complacency, so after being sweet last night, they’re being terrors tonight. Argh!

Thursday night, Olga came again and the boys were angels. Well, I should say Olga was an angel. I slept through the night again! It was awesome. I was almost awake at work! Amazing.

And then our dear friend Dawn came to visit. She came around six yesterday evening, and after hanging around the house for a while, we decided to be v brave, and pack up the boys in their carseats and go eat at a restaurant. Oh, it was wonderful. They slept the whole time! A nice meal, a good friend, and sleeping babies. And then Dawn, dear, dear Dawn, slept on the pullout in the nursery and fed them through the night. George and I got TWO WHOLE NIGHTS OF SLEEP IN A ROW!!! Does it get any better?

Maybe not, but it definitely gets worse. Right now they are just being insufferably fussy. They’re eating more than usual, so maybe it’s a growth spurt. Who knows?

02/20/2008

Oh, heaven! Heaven is sleep. Heaven is Olga, who came last night and took care of the boys while we slept. I hope it will always be like this when she comes (twice a week) and not that the boys were just on their best behavior. Ha ha!

Worth every penny. Oh heaven. 🙂

Night nanny, woo hoo!

Not much going on here, except that tonight is the first night with our night nanny. I can’t wait! Hopefully she won’t be scared off by the boys. 🙂 But she seems v brave, so I’m not too worried. She’s also a physics genius, so I’m hoping some of that rubs off on the boys. Heh. They certainly won’t ever be learning that from me, as anyone who went to high school with me knows.

Took this picture of my sporty boys today:

Happy Valentine’s Day!

After my last entry, dear Mom came to the rescue and stayed with us a couple of nights so I could get a bit of a break. Thanks Mommy!

The boys wanted to say Happy Valentine’s Day! Thanks Aunt Jenny for our onesies. Good thing V-day isn’t any later, they barely fit. Am I going to have to start putting these guys in 3-6 month clothes already?

2/11/08

Well, after a meltdown on Thursday night that resulted in a teary call to a friend at 10:00 at night, we figured out how to make the boys settle down for the night. It’s a miracle! Baths. It’s all about baths. Give them a bath, and they’ll go right to sleep (or something like that.) V nice.

That said, they’re still fussy in the evenings, so if you want to help, please let me know. An extra pair of arms, an extra lap, and extra shoulder to burp on…that’s what we need right now. Email me if you think you can/want to help. I think the boys figured out that they outnumber us, and it’s been v challenging.

And, I’m going back to work this week. Fortunately, I have the world’s most awesome boss, and so I only have to go into the office a few days a week for the time being, and the rest of the time I’ll be checking in from home. In April, the boys will be starting at daycare, so by then I reeeeally hope they’ll be sleeping through the night. Oh please, please boys…sleep through the night!

On Friday, we took them to the pediatrician for their two month visit and shots. The shots went pretty well. Even a bit amusing. The doctor would give the shot very quickly and a split second later, you’d get a reaction. It went like this:

*shot*…second passes…eyes open wide in a WHAT WAS THAAAAT?…short burst of screaming, then silence. And repeat on other leg. Times three.

I love our pediatricians. They check the boys over in their laps, very gently and soothingly. No cold exam rooms, at least not yet.

And what you’ve all been waiting for…weights! Apparently the scale at the WIC office was a bit off. It was old and a tad rusty, so I’m not surprised. Our boys aren’t quite as chunky as we previously thought…

Linus: 11 lbs, (25-50 percentile) 21.5″ long (10 percentile)
Oliver: 11 lbs, 9 oz, (50 percentile), 21.5″ long (10 percentile)
Miles: 10 lbs, 10 oz, (25 percentile), 21″ long (5 percentile)

Note that the percentiles are NOT for adjusted age. Those are for actual 2 month olds! Woo!

And, to close, a photo, in their baby legs that Aunts Kristina and Anne gave them. 🙂

Two months old!

Two months old!

The boys turned two months old on Monday, but with all of the Mardi Gras stuff going on, I didn’t have time to post. Teresa and I took Oliver (randomly picked child) to the French Quarter. It was fun, and he was an angel. Only woke up to eat, and didn’t cry ever. I just wanted to feel like a normal mom with one baby. Is that so wrong?

Anyway, here are some pics of the boys on their two month birthday:

Poor Linus, getting pushed around by his brothers…

Sweet sleeping (random) baby:

1/31/08

I got me some big ol’ babies!

Yesterday, we went to the WIC office to apply for benefits and while we were there, the boys got weighed. (Yes, I had to bring them! Gaah! It wasn’t so bad, though. A friend came with me and helped.)

Let’s remember that the boys weighed between 4 lbs 3 oz and 4 lbs 10 oz when they were born, a mere 8 weeks ago.

Yesterday, their weights were:

Linus: 11 lbs, 10 oz
Oliver: 12 lbs, 1 oz (!!!)
Miles: 11 lbs, 4 oz

Gaah! We’re going to be eaten out of house and home when they’re teenagers! Tee hee!

We’re in Baton Rouge now for a few days. George has the flu and with Mardi Gras coming up, it’s just too depressing to be stuck in the house instead of watching parades, sipping daiquiris. So we’re hanging with Grandee again, keeping her from sleeping and generally being nuisances.

Great-Aunt Mary (hee!) reminded me that I should be writing down all of the cute things the boys do so I remember later. So let me describe a cute Miles thing…

He is a wiggly boy, and always manages to get a hand or two out of his swaddle. But I don’t think he realizes that those hands belong to him! So a few times, I’ll go into the nursery because he’s screaming, and see a hand popping up next to his face, while he looks at it in terror. “WHAT IS THIS HAND???” he seems to be thinking. Like it’s a monster’s hand or something.

Ding-dong. Guess you had to be there. 🙂

Miles and THE HAND!!!!!!!!