May 10, 2007
Help Is Ending Soon
It's been a week since my last post on here. It's as if time is picking up speed with each day that goes by. I remember when we first found out that Greta was pregnant with triplets. Our plan was to have my mom come for the first month after they were born and then for Greta's parents to come for 2 months after that. That seemed so far away, especially when the babies were on ventilators and we were just trying to make it though the night without a call from the NICU. Now these milestones have all passed and the truth is, I really never thought things out this far.
We have pretty much had constant grandparent coverage since Gabbie came home on the 23rd of February, but that is going to end in about 1 week when Greta's mother leaves (Dailius left almost 2 weeks ago after being here a month). It has been so nice having all of this help that it has almost become a way of life. Every step of this whole experience has presented it's own set of challenges. First the pregnancy, then the NICU stay, then 1, 2 and 3 babies at home all on oxygen. Having all three at home without help seems like it will be the biggest challenge yet.
The good news is that everyone have been sleeping very well lately. They usually go down about 9:30 or 10:00 and don't get up until 5:30 or 6:30 . There are times where someone needs some binky action in the middle of the night, but that is more the exception than the rule. In fact, they slept until 7:00 this morning. The only problem I wish we could solve is some of the painful feedings that Lukas goes through. During some feedings, he will start screaming like he is being tortured, and it is obvious that his stomach is really hurting him. Other times, he will gulp down his whole bottle like nothing is wrong.
Last night we had a visit from Irena's cousin Birute from Boston. She in was just for the night, so Greta, Irena and Birute went out for a nice dinner while I watched the trips. It wasn't too long after mommy walked out the door that the the little babies grew horns, fangs and turned into pure evil. They screamed to the point that I thought I was going to lose my mind. Their mommy radar was alarming and causing them great panic. I was ready to pull my hair out by the time Greta got home, but as soon as the car pulled in the driveway they quit crying. Low and behold, when mommy walked through the door they were all smiles. The perils of being dad.
Posted by Jason R. Myers