September 22, 2008

Climb Aboard The Crazy Train!

Still working on that Lithuania video. Thing is, I can't find the time. The triplets are on a mission to defeat their parents. There is no doubt that they are intentionally trying to destroy us. Today was a day of full on tantrums. Sometimes tantrums are just tantrums. Other times, they are a full blown showdown between parent and child. They escalate to a battle of wits, a psychological war, a game of chicken that can make a 34 grown up stoop to the level of a 2 year old. You see, when your kid is throwing a tantrum you don't want to give in, but more often than not, here is how it goes down.
  1. Kid lays lifeless on the floor, grocery isle or neighborhood road.
  2. Kid cries in such a way as to convince you that death is imminent if you do not respond.
  3. Parent ignores kid and keeps walking as to not give in.
  4. Kid flops around dramatically, usually cries and screams louder.
  5. Parent says "bye bye, see you later", and tries to convince the child that they have no problem abandoning them.
  6. Kid flops and flops and flops.
  7. Parent tries to hide behind a car, grocery isle or neighbors house as to create the illusion of abandonment.
  8. Kid goes into full on convulsion.
  9. Parent decides that a kid laying in the middle of the street or grocery isle is not worth the public humiliation and walks back to recover kid.
  10. Kid laughs hysterically, obviously declaring victory.
  11. Kid gets put to bed, parents resort to drinking.
Pictured is our new, American made, Step2 wagon. The kids will no longer tolerate the triple jogger, but enjoy this (at least for the moment). Lukas however, was the first to fall out of it today. I hope this week improves.

September 11, 2008

Early Off!

First, I can't believe it's been 7 years since September 11th, 2001. It seems like an entire lifetime has happened between then and now. Back then I was only dating Greta, scheming as to how I could trick her into marrying me. Now, we have 3 little graduates of the St. Joseph Mercy Hospital NICU who have turned our life upside down. Last weekend my Mom and Dad came to visit (Mom stayed a few extra days to help us recover from the Lithuania trip) and we attended the NICU reunion. It's such a great experience to see the doctors and nurses who played such an important role in the state our children are in now. At the time, it all seemed like a bunch of tinkering, tweaking and adjusting. Now, it very clear to me that God was guiding their hands to give my kids the best care possible. I will forever be thankful to everyone at St. Joe's for the way my kids are today.

Today my kids were kicked out of the Early On program! Well, kicked out is putting it a little rebellious I guess. We took the triplets for their evaluation at Model Elementary School with Pam and company and, once again, our kids are average or even above average for their non-adjusted age. They are doing so well that they no longer need to be evaluated. Pam, we love you and thank you so much for everything you have done for our kids. Thank you for pushing us to keep advancing them, we are so blessed to have you in our life and look forward to seeing you at the play groups.

I remember sitting in that hot room with Dr. Weiner agonizing over whether or not to continue Greta's pregnancy, or give birth to our children at 28 weeks. I remember hearing all the things that could go wrong at 28 weeks and realized that we were rolling the dice three times. I remember 4 brain surgeries and a long experience in the NICU. To be honest, I am actually glad that some of what we went through is in the blog because I no longer remember the NICU at all. After all we went through, we are told at 18 months adjusted that things are fine. Not everyone is as blessed as we are and I try not to let a day go by that I don't thank God for our three little miracles. Below are shots at St. Joseph Mercy last Saturday that Greta managed to take between doing mini photo shoots for all of the families that attended.

September 4, 2008

If You Can't Beat 'Em...

When Greta took the kids to Lithuania, I thought that they adjusted to the time difference quite nicely. In fact, Lukas slept for almost 16 hours straight. Last Sunday was our big journey home, and the triplets did fabulous during our 18+ hours of travel. We ended up putting the kids to bed at 5:00 Sunday afternoon and they slept until 7:00 the next morning and, as an added bonus, no one pooped their diaper. Things seemed to be going perfectly, until yesterday. The kids are still sleeping fine, but either we are dealing with some jet lag, or demonic possession. All three kids have been throwing tantrums that can only be described as pure evil. They are kicking, biting, screaming, head banging and have caused mommy to believe that noon is way too late in the day to mix up a cocktail. Tonight, when I got home from work, we had to do something. The kids were bored and wanted to play outside even though it was raining. There was no use in fighting them. Here is a little video clip of the action. Needless to say, the trio had a long bath afterwards.
I am still digging through over a thousand pictures and hours of video to put together a movie of the Lithuanian trip.