Microblog Monday: New Developments

I swear, the babies learn new things and change on a daily basis.  As of Friday when I wrote their 9 month post, Ayden was doing the inch worm.  He'd been doing that for a month, so I fully expected him to skip over the whole crawling thing.  Nope!  By Friday night, Ayden was officially crawling.  He finally learned how to move his hands and legs together!

Rylee has been pulling herself up to stand on several things, but the couch was a little too tall for her.  Or so I thought... As of this morning, Rylee can now pull herself up to stand at the couch and is able to travel a few steps along it.

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9 Month Birthday

I was just looking back at their 8 month birthday post and oh my goodness.  I didn't realize how much they have changed in just the last month!  It is amazing the changes that are taking place on what seems like a daily basis now!  Where has the time gone?  They will be a year old in less than 3 months now!  Gah!  They turned 9 months on Tuesday, but their 9 month well baby check wasn't until today, so I waited to post.

Being a momma to twins, it's pretty amazing to watch their relationship evolve.  It seems like since the very beginning they have always tried to hold hands, and that hasn't changed.  Now that they are sitting up, Ayden likes to rest his hand/arm on Rylee's shoulder.  It is one of the cutest things I've ever seen.  Seriously, the cutest.

Looks kind of awkward, but they found a way to hold hands!

Umm, yeah, their momma likes to dress them up in Beaver attire for Game Day.

Best Friends

So many heart melting moments, and this is one of them!

Rylee is everywhere now.  EVERYWHERE.  Last month, she was baby planking.  Now, she is crawling at an impressive speed and climbing up on things, mostly me.  She follows me into the kitchen and down the hallway.  Actually, she thinks she can go anywhere she wants to at ANY time, which means we are constantly chasing her around and redirecting her to the living room.  She can pull herself to a stand, although she is a bit (or very) unsteady, which makes it a little scary.  How many times can a baby fall, hit her head, and still be okay?  As of Sunday, she can fully sit up all by herself.  Now when we put her down for naps or bedtime, she sits herself right up.  Today when I went to get her after she woke up from a nap, I found her trying to stand up in the pnp.  She's just a little bitty thing!  It's crazy to see her do so much.

Rylee is finally starting to grow out of her 3 month clothes, although there are still some things she can wear. Size 3-6 month fit her best right now, but I did pull out her 6 month clothes and get them washed this week. Size 2 diapers are FINALLY starting to fit her as they should.  I should have kept her in size 1 much longer than I did.  Oh well.

As of today, Rylee is 16 lbs, 11 oz and in the 23rd percentile.  She is 26.5 inches tall and in the 10th percentile.  She still has a big head, in the 79th percentile, but it's not as big as her brother's!

Rylee has one tooth that has broken through on the bottom, but is definitely slow to come up.  Her second bottom tooth has been hanging just below the surface for a few weeks now and is in no hurry to show itself. Rylee is a much more smiley baby these days.  She has a goofy laugh.  I have only heard her actually giggle twice, but she does have her version of a laugh.  She LOVES to talk!  She is back to squealing and it often sounds like she is saying a drawn out "hiiiiiiiiii."

I thought we had made a major breakthrough in Rylee's sleeping, but no.... She had a full week of sleeping anywhere from 6-10 hours in her crib at night, compared to the 3-6 she was doing before.  However, we are back to 3-4 hours in her crib.  In addition to that, this last week she has decided sleep is for the birds and is up for a party.  It's been a little rough on me, because it's taking 3-4 hours for her to go back down. It's not a fun few hours when it's in the middle of the night.

She's sure cute though...

She is super proud of herself standing!

Silly girl

She is trying to stand EVERYWHERE!

Best Rylee smile, right here

Ayden now weighs 21 lbs, 6 oz and is in the 75th percentile.  He is 28.5 inches tall, but I'm not sure what percentile that is in because the nurse wrote down 50-75%.  Confusing?  His head is still huge, although he is back on the chart!  lol.  His head is in the 97th percentile, instead of off the chart like last time.  Ayden has officially grown out of his 6 month clothes and is now almost exclusively wearing 9 months clothing. Although, I do have to say, it seems he will soon outgrow those as well!  I just dug them all out, and yet they are almost too small!  Ayden is wearing size 3 diapers, but we are moving him into size 4 for bedtime because he's been leaking almost every night.  I'm tired of changing his sheets.

Ayden is moving all over the place, but I can't say he's officially "crawling."  He does more of an inch worm, but it is still very effective.  Ayden is fascinated with doors.  He loves playing with the handles on the doors of our entertainment center, bookshelf, and the hinges on the front door, even though we are doing our best to discourage that.  He is also in love with our door stop and the noise it makes!  He is stable enough to sit up unassisted now, but still needs help getting into the sitting position.  Otherwise, he likes to hang out in what we call a tripod, with one arm down.

Ayden is still very easy and quick to smile.  He is super ticklish and thinks a lot of things are pretty darn funny.  He is often heard laughing at Rylee, which is so sweet to listen to when they get to talking.  He thinks she's pretty hilarious.

Ayden has both his two bottom front teeth, but now also has 3 top teeth with a 4th on the way!  He's also been grinding those teeth recently, which makes me cringe.  It sounds awful!  I have been reassured that it is hopefully just a phase that should last only a few weeks while he adjusts to those strange new teeth in his mouth.

Ayden is still a pretty good sleeper, although he does tend to wake occasionally after only a few hours, but goes back to sleep pretty good after some comforting from either Tony or myself.

Such a happy boy

"Look Ma!  One hand!"

Being a little ham. Look at those teeth!

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9 Month Pictures!

Again, his arm is resting on her shoulder!

Outtakes!  They are getting harder and harder to take pictures of now that they are so active!

Rylee: "I'm gonna take your sticker!"
Ayden: "If you take my sticker, I'm taking your headband!"

First Family Vacation

This past weekend we took our first family vacation to the beach.  The Oregon coast is only an hour away from us, but we don't tend to make it over there very often. Tony's parents rented a house for the whole family, which included them, us, Tony's brother and his family, and Tony's grandpa.  We arrived Friday evening and came home Sunday morning.  It was a very fun weekend, despite our lack of sleep.

Sleep.  Sigh.  The babies really struggled sleeping.  We had a pack-n-play (pnp) for each of them set up in our room.  Rylee naps in a pnp at home, so we figured she would probably be fine.  Wrong!  Neither one of them slept very well!  Our first night over there, they had trouble going to sleep so Tony and I each took a baby to separate rooms and held them until they fell asleep, then put them back down in their pnp's.  A few hours later, they were both awake again and wouldn't go back to sleep.  We gave them both a bottle.  That worked for Ayden, but Rylee was not interested in going back to sleep.  I took her upstairs to the couch so Ayden would stay asleep.  Rylee finally fell asleep, but not until I stood and rocked her side to side forever. We slept the rest of the night on the couch.

And then Saturday night happened!  They both fell asleep fairly quick, but they didn't stay that way!  Ayden woke up and was crying, but I was able to lay down with him and he fell back to sleep.  Then Rylee woke up.  She had pooped.  What is it with this girl pooping in her sleep??????  This was at 10pm.  I knew she wouldn't go back down very easy, so Tony gave her a small bottle to try to help her along.  Yeah, that didn't work.  Then Ayden woke up.  I had him almost back to sleep, but then Tony came back into the room with Rylee and he was up again.  We tried laying down with both of them in bed with us, but they thought we were having a party.  It was a little comical, but by that point it was 11pm and we both wanted to go to sleep!  I took Rylee upstairs to the couch again.  Tony had Ayden in our room and he was not a happy camper.  He was crying, very loudly.  Rylee was crying.  I'm pretty sure the whole house was awake.  Tony gave Ayden a bottle and he finally fell asleep around midnight.  Rylee was another story.  I tried laying down with her.  I tried standing with her.  I tried rocking her in the rocking chair.  I tried giving her a bottle.  The girl would not go to sleep!  My MIL came out and tried holding her for a bit.  I apologized for keeping everyone awake. Rylee still wouldn't go to sleep.  Finally, I took Rylee outside to the deck.  It was pretty chilly out there, but wouldn't you know it, Rylee finally passed out!  It was 1:36am.  Why hadn't I taken her outside sooner?!??!

Despite the lack of sleep at night, everyone had a great time.  During the day, we moved one of the pnp's to another room so they could take their naps and they did at least take a few short naps.

We had AMAZING weather!  The Oregon coast tends to be a bit windy and chilly, but it was actually 79* and there wasn't a lot of wind.  Saturday was a perfect day for taking the babies to the beach.

Our first family trip to the beach

We were SO excited to let the babies play in the sand.  They LOVED it!  Both of them enjoyed digging their little hands and feet into the warm sand.  It was fun to watch them grab handfuls of sand and let it sift through their fingers.  It didn't take too long before Ayden was trying to eat it though, and then we had our work cut out for us trying to keep the sand out of his mouth!

It was game day, so of course they were decked out in their Beaver attire.

Ayden was ready to try to eat sand again.

More fun pics from the weekend

All the grandkids gathered in Grandma's bed each morning

Rylee being a poser with her Great-Grandpa 

Rylee and Ayden with their cousins

Sunday was our youngest nieces first birthday party.  We had planned to all go to the party, but Tony and I made the executive decision to keep the babies home.  We felt like they were way too over stimulated from our weekend get away and wanted them to be able to get their afternoon nap and hopefully get back to our regular routine so we could sleep that night.  We were all exhausted!  I went to the party and Tony stayed home with the babies.

The Birthday Girl

Microblog Mondays: Baby Books

Let's just say that I have been completely lazy about writing in the baby books.  I started Ayden's a looooonnnnggggg time ago, but hadn't touched them since.  I hadn't even written a single word in Rylee's book.  Ugh.  Mom fail.

Yesterday, Rylee sat up all by herself for the first time.  Both her and Ayden have been doing a tripod sit with one hand down, but she actually sat completely up by herself last night!  So I thought I'd better dig out her baby book so I could write it down because I've been such a complete failure at writing down all the other milestones.

There's a page for documenting each tooth as they come in.  Ayden has 5 teeth already!  I can't remember exactly what day they each came in!  I don't remember the first day they each crawled.  I don't remember the exact day, let alone month, they each rolled over.

I'm gonna need to go back through my blog and Facebook feed to try finding all the milestones as they happened.  I may not have actual dates for them, but I should at least be able to find the month.  At least I am hoping so....

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Oh Sleep! Oh Poop!

If you don't want to read about poop, I recommend you stop reading now.  Don't say I didn't warn you!

Our life has gotten rather poopy lately, and unfortunately it seems to revolve around Ayden and Rylee's sleeping schedule.

First, let's talk about sleep.  Ayden still sleeps through the night usually.  He sometimes struggles to go down at night and needs one of us to hold him till he goes to sleep, but now for the most part, he is going to sleep on his own.  He occasionally wakes up after a few hours of sleeping, but after some comforting will go back to sleep for the rest of the night.  Ayden has no trouble at all going down for naps during the day on his own.

Rylee has actually improved her nighttime sleeping!  She has even made it through the night a few times now, but that is not very frequent.  She was sleeping only 3-6 hours in her crib at night, and then spending the rest of the night with me on the couch.  She is now sleeping (usually) 6-10 hours in her crib at night!  Woo hoo! We think it is directly related to feeding her more.  Rylee goes down in her crib at night without much fuss, but still cries most of the time for naps.

Now, about that poop.  Ayden wakes up most mornings with a poopy diaper.  Okay, so that's his thing. Wake up and take a grumpy.  At least I hope he's doing it in the morning and not sleeping in his poopy diaper all night.

Rylee generally needs to take a grumpy right around morning nap time.  Dang it if that girl doesn't poop sometimes right after we put her down.  If she cries for too long, I generally check on her to make sure she hasn't A. spit up or B. pooped.  If it's poop and I have to change her diaper, she will NOT go to sleep. She'll just cry and cry and cry in the pnp until we eventually take her out.  What can we do to avoid this?  I have tried waiting it out until she does her morning business, but that doesn't work because there are days that she doesn't poop, so then she just gets cranky because she's so tired!

Now the last few days, both babies have been waking up from their naps with poopy diapers!  I swear that they are waking up because of the damn poop.  Apparently their digestive system works overtime while they are sleeping.  They used to take 2:30 - 3 hour morning naps, but now we are down to an 1:20 or so and them waking up with poopy diapers.  It doesn't matter if they've already pooped that morning or not.  Their little bodies are not opposed to multiple morning grumpies.

Here's another poop story:  Tuesday, Rylee actually took her morning grumpy before going down for her nap.  Oh.  My.  Garsh.  It was the biggest blowout we've had to date.  Actually, I feel pretty lucky because we haven't had many blowouts.  This one was poop everywhere.  It was right before I got her dressed for the day.  So.  Much.  Poop.  It was all over her front AND back.  I knew it was going to be ugly because I could see it on the back of her pj's, so I grabbed a towel to put down on the changing table on my way to the nursery.  Fortunately, they were button up pj's so I didn't have to try getting them over her head.  Thank goodness.  As I was trying to clean up her backside, of course Rylee got her hands in the poop on the front side.  Okay, abandoned the back in favor of wiping off her hands, which she was of course trying to touch ME with!  Imagine trying to hold her kicking legs still while grabbing hold of one hand to clean up while the other poopy hand is reaching and grabbing YOUR shirt!!!!  I was trying really hard not to throw up in the midst of all this because, well, it didn't smell too great either.  Eventually, after half a tub of wipes, I did get her cleaned up, put on a fresh diaper and clothes for the day.  The pj's?  Yeah, I made the executive decision to just throw them in the garbage.  I had dealt with enough poop already and it just wasn't worth it to me.

Changing both Ayden and Rylee has become similar to what I imagine wrestling a polar bear would be like. They are so active!  All they want to do is roll over and grab whatever they might be able to get their little hands on.  This is only slightly annoying when it's just a wet diaper, but it's become a problem when poop is involved.  I have moved everything far out of reach.  Ayden likes the window blinds for some reason, so I pull those up and out of the way as well.  My new trick is to keep a few toys by the changing table and to hand that to them to keep them occupied while I change diapers.  So far it is working.  I'm sure that the day will come when it won't.  Oy.

So there you have it, all the poopy drama that's been going on at our house.  Oh, I should mention that I wouldn't trade this new stay at home job of mine for anything.  I'll deal with the poop and the sleep in exchange for these cute babies of mine.  I just have to try not to throw up sometimes while doing it!

Microblog Monday: A Lot of Firsts

Saturday we did a lot of first time things with the babies.  

We took our first family trip to the park.

They thought the swing was pretty cool

They ate their first whole banana, or attempted to anyway.  Ayden did pretty good with his, but Rylee had trouble with the texture and choked on it a bit, resulting in some vomit and a thorough cleaning of the high chair.

They took their first bath together.

Saturday also happened to be our 17th wedding anniversary.  

It was a perfect day spent with our babies.

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What I Hate About Infertility

I had no intention of writing this post, but then I read yet another infertility blog about the guilt that woman feels now that she is pregnant.  I absolutely HATE that infertility makes woman feel so guilty and sad when they finally get pregnant, because they are worried for all their friends still in the trenches.

I know what it's like to experience infertility.  I spent 14 years watching everyone else have babies, coach other people's babies, and want babies of my own.  I KNOW what it is like to want babies and to start planning and living your future child free.  We truly were convinced we would never have children of our own, until the last two years when we decided to go into extreme debt and give it our last ditch effort.  Even then it didn't work.  What we thought was our last ditch effort turned out to be our second to last ditch effort. After one failed IUI (that we knew wouldn't work), an IVF cycle that resulted in a chemical pregnancy and no left over embryos, and another IVF cycle that was canceled and turned into a failed IUI cycle, we decided our last ditch effort would be using an egg donor.  Woo hoo!  We then got pregnant!  Only to find out I miscarried at 9w5d.  We had two frozen embryos left, and one of them didn't even meet the criteria to be frozen, but they decided to freeze it anyway since they like to freeze them in pairs and we had one good one.

Those two frozen embryos turned out to finally be our babies.  If that FET hadn't worked, we were done. To this day, I have no idea which one of them was the "good" embryo and which one would have been tossed if it had been by itself.  A terrifying thought!

My point here is that I KNOW what it is like to be at the end of the line and be infertile.  We spent 14 years trying to conceive.  14 years!  My husband had passed his 40th birthday and I was quickly approaching it.

While we were going through treatments, I read a lot of blogs.  I sought success stories.  I cheered for those that got pregnant and ended up with their take home babies.  Those people inspired me!  They gave me hope!  I cried (and still do) for those that didn't experience success.  Those particular people helped me to stay in reality that what we were doing might not work.  We might have been spending all that money and going further into debt simply for peace of mind in knowing we gave it everything we had to try for our family.

I've made some incredible friends through this blogging world.  Many that I actually refer to as friends when talking to people in my "real life."  I continue to follow many into the journey of parenthood, and still follow those that are still in the trenches fighting for a chance at their own family.  When they get pregnant, I am so ecstatic for them!  It seems that inevitably though, there is eventually a post about how they don't know what to write about on their blog anymore because they don't want to hurt those that are still trying.  They feel guilty for all their friends left behind.  I HATE that this happens!  After years of trying, I want for my bloggie friends to be happy and excited because they are finally pregnant!  I want them to be able to start their journey into parenthood without the handcuffs of infertility still around them.

I know it's easy for me to say, now that I'm on the other side, but I haven't always been.  Some might say I forget what it's like.  No.  Just... no.  I won't ever forget that it took me over a decade and someone else's eggs to get me pregnant.  I won't ever forget the miscarriages I had.  It would be impossible for me to forget the heartache.

As much as I love this blogging community and the friendships I've made, I find it really unfortunate that as a result of reading blogs, infertile bloggers have these feelings of guilt and sadness when they finally get their bfp and their take home babies.  I wish that we could be a community of support through thick and thin.  I know that there are some people that have a really hard time when they hear pregnancy announcements, go to baby showers, or see a pregnant woman.  I get that, but what I want my newly pregnant bloggie friends and new Mommy bloggie friends to remember, is that there are also those people like myself that find HOPE in reading your story.  There are some people that will persevere for that ONE MORE cycle because you inspire them to continue.

Please continue blogging.  Please be happy for yourself and your Little One. Don't let infertility put a shadow on your success story.  Don't let infertility win, even when you've defeated it.  I'm not saying to forget those that are still in the trenches.  I'm not saying that at all.  I just want you to be HAPPY for yourself and guilt free, while you still cheer those friends on and still cry with them when infertility does get the better hand.  Be a good friend, but not at the sacrifice of your joy in your own situation.

GI Appintment

Last week we made a trip to OHSU to visit a GI doctor to address Rylee's reflux.  It really hasn't been too bad lately, other than a lot of spit up, but the appointment was scheduled over a month ago and was mostly just to rule out there being something more going on than normal reflux.  Her brother has been spitting up just as much as Rylee lately it seems.  He just hasn't had the previous eating problems and vomiting issues that Rylee has dealt with in the past.

At the initial visit last week, they weighed and measured Rylee.  She was 15 lbs, 2 oz.  She'd gained only a mere 3 oz in the last month.  I knew she wasn't eating enough because at 8 months old, she was only getting about 19-22 ounces a day in formula.  She also gets cereal and a veggie/fruit every morning, but that was about it.  The problem was that whenever we gave her more than 3.5 ounces at a time, she would spit up so much!  So we tried to feed her less at a time, but more often.  It just wasn't adding up to enough.  The GI doctor confirmed that.  Rylee should be getting 27 ounces of formula per day.  Geesh!  If that's the case, we definitely weren't feeding Ayden enough either!  He had been only getting 24-26 ounces per day.

The doctor explained that even though drinking more will make her spit up more, she would also be taking in more.  She told me about an experiment they had done, having people estimate how much liquid was spilled on a table and that every single person over guessed the amount.  What may seem like an entire bottle either being spit back up or vomited, in actuality isn't that much.

She ordered a test to be done that would allow them to see Rylee's esophagus.  This test would rule out a number of possible issues that Rylee could be dealing with, including whether or not she possibly had a hemangioma growing on her esophagus.  The doc didn't think that it was any more than normal reflux, but wanted to take a look to be sure.

This week we made the trek back up to OHSU for the test.  I had Ayden with us also, but he couldn't be in the room with us while they ran the test.  They were super nice about it and had a tech stay with Ayden in a small room adjacent to us, with the door open.

They had Rylee lay on an x-ray table and drink a few ounces of barium from a bottle.  As she was drinking, they had a monitor that showed the barium moving through her esophagus, into her stomach, and exiting her stomach.  Rylee wasn't a fan of the big box thingy surrounding her.  She was also starving because she couldn't eat or drink anything for three hours prior to the test.  Every time she would cry, I could also hear Ayden start fussing from the other room.  He was starving as well.  I couldn't feed him and not Rylee!  That would NOT have gone over very well.

The test showed that everything looked normal.  It also showed a visual of Rylee's reflux because you could see it trying to come back up.  Basically, now we just wait for her to hopefully outgrow of it!  I'm very glad that nothing more is wrong, but I sure do wish there was a solution to stop the spit up!

When we were all done, they let me stay in the room to change both babies diapers.  I hate using the fold down tables in the public bathrooms!  It just seems so gross, so I try to avoid it as much as possible!  Then we went back out to the lobby, both Ayden and Rylee finally got their bottles, and then we were on our way home again!

Ayden and Rylee in the stroller without their car seats!  They are big kids now!

I love her blue eyes!

His smile melts me!

Nurse Visit

We are still getting our at home nurse visit once a month.  This is a free service provided by the county for families that may need an extra little bit of help.  Since I had premature twins, we were recommended for the program.  It's not really necessary at this point, as we are doing very well, but I am not about to turn down the extra opportunity to have my babies weighed and measured, plus she checks on their developmental milestones.  It also gives me another opportunity to have someone to bounce questions off of and she was a tremendous amount of help when Rylee was going through so much at the beginning of her little life.  Nurse J was here to witness how Rylee struggled eating and saw how much pain she was in from the little ulcers on her bottom, so she was able to pass that info on to our pediatrician and got us the referral to occupational therapy.

Nurse J brings us coupons for formula, gives me baby magazines to read, and sends me info in the mail as needed.  She actually went out of her way to drop off extra coupons one day when we didn't even have an appointment scheduled!  As a result of yesterday's meeting, she is going to send me info on baby sign language.  Tony REALLY wants to teach them baby sign language, so he will be very happy for the info.

As of yesterday, Rylee now weighs 16 lbs even and is 26.5 inches tall.  Ayden weighs 20 lbs, 7 oz and is 27.5 inches tall.

Last week we met with a GI specialist up in Portland, and Rylee was only 15.2 lbs.  She definitely was not getting enough food because she had barely gained any weight in the last month.  We knew she wasn't getting enough, but didn't know what to do since she spits up so much.  Well, the doctor told us that we had to give her more.  She will spit up more, but she will also retain more.  I guess she was right!  In just one weeks time, Rylee has gained almost a full pound!  And yes, the spit up has also increased.  Our living room is now entirely covered in blankets.  Literally.  The doctor said that most babies, 98%, will outgrow their reflux by the age of one.  1-2% will outgrow it by the age of two, and a very, very small number will have to deal with it beyond that.  I really hope we are in the 98%.  As I've mentioned before, we are so over this spit up already.

Patchwork of blankets and a mess of baby stuff!

Nurse J was very impressed with how active both Ayden and Rylee are.  I literally am chasing them around with a burp cloth, cleaning up spit up, trying to keep them corralled to the blankets.  They don't understand the invisible line and love to wander and see how far they can get away with venturing about.  I love their curiosity and absolutely love watching them move about, but it's also a bit of a little pain in the butt too.  Hah!

In other news, yesterday I also managed to slice off the tip of my finger.  Yep, making dinner is a dangerous activity.  Sigh.  I was cutting up veggies for dinner and oops!  Got my finger!  I called my MIL to come watch the babies while I drove myself to urgent care.  I wasn't sure if I would need stitches or not, but I thought I might, and my MIL thought that it was deep enough that I might also.

I was a little terrified at the idea of needing stitches.  I don't handle stuff like that well.  I absolutely hate getting shots, and the idea of someone giving me stitches makes me want to vomit.  I seriously don't know how I ever made it through the IVF process, pregnancy, or giving birth.  I willingly admit to being a big, gigantic baby.

As it turned out, I did not need stitches.  The doctor said that the little (sorry, this is gross) flap of skin would likely die off, whether he stitched it up or not, because it wasn't quite deep enough.  He applied glue and steri-strips, put a band-aide over it, and off I went.  If that little flap of skin does die off, I will just have a slightly funny looking tip of my index finger.  Maybe it will just heal up nicely.  And quickly!  One can hope.

Now, the challenge is not banging my finger on things, which I've already done a few times when going to pick things up.  It hurt like he** and made me want to cry.  The other challenge is trying to keep it dry and clean while changing diapers, washing bottles, giving baths.....

I've learned my lesson.  I shouldn't cook dinner anymore!

Microblog Monday

Yesterday we attended the NICU reunion put on by our hospital.  I've never seen so many twins in one place.  There was also a set of triplet girls that were SO cute!  Ayden and Rylee enjoyed spending time outside and were fascinated by the grass.

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