I have been on the digital bandwagon for a while now with music, picture and video libraries going back over 6 years. I have always been pretty good about keeping things organized and backed up at home, but have never really put together a strategy for sharing this stuff. Now, everyone wants to see the latest pictures and they want to see them now. A couple of weeks ago my computer died and I purchased a new one. This provided a good opportunity to re-organize all this stuff and put it online. I recently deleted everything in my flickr account and started putting photos back up orgranized by "event". I now plan on updating flickr once a month with all of the triplet photos. If you have never used flickr, I highly recommend it.
Click here to go to our event page, or click on the flickr badge on the site to go to July's pictures. By the way, thanks to everyone who has been reading this over the past 8 months. Greta and I check the blog multiple times a day just to read the comments which have been a huge part of our getting through the tough times.
August 19, 2007
The last eight months have been a complete blur, even more so than the supposed 5 years I spent in Mt. Pleasant "studying". This last winter, we just rolled with the punches of the NICU and tried digest the daily news as best we could. What seems so strange now is, that for the most part, I don't remember it. I think that the experience was so painful that I blocked the vast majority of it out. I remember the faces of the doctors and nurses, the procedures, and the really, really bad news. I remember that I got off the elevator at floor 3, took a left, then a left, then a right. I remember praying in the chapel each day asking God to heal our babies. But that's about it.
Last Saturday, we attended the NICU reunion at St. Joseph Mercy. It was yet another one of those surreal experiences. Despite the fact that the NICU was such a horrible time, the doctors and nurses who took care of our babies are among the faces I enjoy seeing the most. It was awesome to see everyone outside the hospital in a social setting. I know that it's cliche to say that these people are sent from heaven, but there is no disputing that they are a very, very special breed. We ran into other families that were in the NICU at the same time we were, and even some familiar faces from the multiples picnic a couple of months ago. Everyone was out in the sun, eating snow cones and having a good time. Not so much reminiscing about how bad things were, but how things are now and how life is a miracle. Parents who have spent time in the NICU have a certain connection. It's like a club that nobody really wants to be a part of, but we are. Nevertheless, the reunion was filled with some of the most grounded people I have ever met. Maybe it's because they can relate.
In other news, physical therapy paid us another visit yesterday. Apparently, Pam told us that our babies are doing phenomenal. Not just ok, or good, but fantastic! She reminded us how lucky we really are, especially that Niklas is doing as well as he is. I couldn't be happier with these little miracles, and they continue to amaze me every day.
August 14, 2007
30 summers ago, my parents bought a cottage on Lake Mitchell in Cadillac, Michigan. From the time I was 3 years old I have been lucky enough to spend my summers up there. In fact, we used to head up there Memorial Day weekend and not return until Labor Day. This past weekend, we took the Triplets there. It was our first trip away from home with the trio, and it my first time out of the Ann Arbor/Ypsilanti area in over 8 months! The babies behaved fantastically for almost the entire weekend. The drive up was relatively peaceful, they slept fairly well the whole time, and they really seemed to enjoy being outdoors. We took them for a ride out on the pontoon and I let each of them sit up on my lap while I drove the boat across the historically shallow lakes. It is so weird to think that 30 years ago I was doing the same thing with my Dad. We had a lot of anxious hands up there to help us out (special thanks to Mackenzie Davis for helping us feed). All in all it was a great weekend until the drive home. We had about 10 minutes of the 3 1/2 hour drive that were not filled with screaming and crying that was all instigated by Lukas. Still, it was worth it.
August 5, 2007
Much has happened over the past week, but probably the biggest news is that we can now start solid foods. We started with rice cereal. Niklas opened and closed his mouth as if he knew exactly what to do. Gabbie would sort of open her mouth, but would spit every last drop back onto her bib. Lukas wasn't about to let us put anything new in his mouth. In the few days we have been doing this, not much has improved. On Thursday, Greta tried sweet potatoes, which all three of them hated. Gabbie cried as if it were hot peppers we stuck in her mouth and Niklas has now decided that maybe Lukas has the right idea by not opening his mouth. When we get done, there is mush everywhere but in the babies mouths. I think that Greta is a little offended that the babies didn't like her homemade organic baby food.
Last Sunday, the five of us made it to church for the first time as a family. In fact, we got there on time which is something we couldn't do before we had kids. We sat in the back, close to the exit in case things got out of control. Much to our surprise, they were little angels. They never made a peep and they seemed to love the organ music. This Sunday, we couldn't pull of getting out of the house, so I went solo.
Niklas had a follow up appointment with neurosurgery on Friday at U of M. His doctor was pleasantly surprised at the progress Niklas has made. He thought that he was on par developmentally with a typical 7 month old (not adjusted)! His ventricles have shrunk to a more or less normal size which is a huge relief after all those months of being told how big they are. There is one area in his brain that is holding a little bit of fluid. Although this poses no risk at the moment, they turned the shunt down to a 1.0 to cause more draining and try to resolve this particular spot. If that doesn't work, they may need to do another minor surgery to connect this area to the main area that is being drained by the shunt. It's a little bit frustrating that we are still tweaking at this point, but Niklas is doing so wonderfully well that we can't complain. He is a tough kid, completely on track and smiles all the time. What more could we want?
Gabbie 16 lbs. 8 oz.
Niklas 14 lbs 15 oz.
Lukas 12 lbs.