I haven't had many blogs lately, and have received more than a few texts wondering why...and what we've been doing. Here are some tid bits to fill you in.
Lately my hands (and arms!) have been very full...
The babies are teething. Sharp little teeth are actually starting to poke through. This is apparently very painful (based on their reactions), and I have spent much of my day soothing fussy babies. Thank goodness our teeth come in when we can't remember it. If only there were some way for parents to not remember...
Ry-guy playing peek-a-boo through the slats of the play yard...we've had some fun!
Along with the teeth came an un-named illness. Apparently, this is common with teething. Both babies ran their first, honest-to-goodness fevers (I know...how did I get by this long without a REAL fever? I actually worried my thermometer might be broken!). I discovered that the thermometer makes a different beep when the baby has a fever (like you need something to add to the alarm?!). Allie's ran higher than Ryans, and while I wanted to rush the babies to the emergency room, or at least put a call into the doctor (it was Saturday afternoon...), all the books said their fevers were not high enough to cause alarm (HA!), and they could wait until the doctor's office was open (rather than rushing them to the nearest open medical facility). It did mean one night of little sleep (I clocked 2 1/2 hours). Is there any possibility that tylenol can keep babies awake? Monday they were still fussy (crying while eating - not common...especially for Ryan!). I called the doctor Monday morning and he confirmed (based on their symptoms) they have a virus, but it's nothing to worry about unless it gets worse. And since there were no fevers today, I think the worst is over.
My poor, sick little girl with her daddy
A few precious memories from these crazy, fussy days.
Nothing makes you feel the multiplied guilt of being a mommy of multiples more than illness. When you long to give your sick baby all of the attention and cuddling that they want (and possibly even more!), but have another sick baby needing the same, you feel the guilt of not having enough of you to go around. Case in point - Monday Allie just wanted to be touching me all day. Preferably lying down and touching me. Ryan needed his diaper changed and Allie crawled over to us, laid on the hardwood floor, put her head between my legs and laid it on my foot...just because she wanted to be touching mommy. It was too precious. There were many tears...all mine.
Attempting their escapes...
Ryan has impeccable hearing (which is funny because he failed the hearing test in the hospital and had to go back for a special screening!). He often hears (and looks for) bird calls, cars, and airplanes. One other noise he never fails to miss is sirens - and we hear a lot since we live in between 2 Fire Stations and near 2 main roads used by emergency personel. The funny thing is that, even though he has never seen a fire truck/police car/ambulance with a siren, he is afraid of the sound and always looks at me with a whimper. I often don't notice the sirens (we've lived here long enough that I've become accustomed to them) until he stops and whimpers. Today, during dinner, I heard the sirens (they were exceptionally loud...I think multiple sirening vehicles went by at once) and looked over to see Ryan stop, drop his sippy cup, and put his hands in the air! No joke. I would have laughed if he hadn't looked at me with the saddest, most frightened eyes I have ever seen. It took a lot of reassuring to calm him down.
If it takes a while for another blog, fear not. More will come. We're just in the trenches of teething the first teeth, but we will return in full force once their in (until the next ones of course...).
6 comments:
It is so sad to look at them sick. Awe...I just wish those teeth would come in more gently. Allie's eyes always look so watery when she is sick. I love the picture of her and Lucas. The one in the box, how sweet is that? These grandkids are our gift this year. I don't want anything else, just time with them. I've heard it before and never believed it, grandkids are the best, even more fun than your own kids. How true, you don't have the stress just the fun. The only bad part is that you are getting older and it is harder to get on the floor and roll around or run and catch them. :) But you still worry about them and you still pray alot for them because that is what grandparents are for. And spoil them too. Nana
Hi Kim, You are such a precious Mommy! Yes, it is so hard when they are sick. But you can see by Allie just wanting to touch you that a lot of comfort is just flowing from you to her. Your heart is so full of love for them and they know it. How I wish we were close and we could help you, but also we could enjoy them. I just keep having that picture of Ryan standing up in my mind--a big boy. It chokes me up every time! Hang in there. Love to Lucas! Grandma
If by chance no one has told you this yet, our doctor told us to alternate between Tylenol and Motrin when Morgan's teething. I guess it increases the effectiveness. You might ask your doc about it. Good luck with your two teethers!
How strange. My doctor told me to pick one or the other, but not to use both!
Hmmm, well I guess we need a third opinion on that then!
My heart goes out to your sick babies. Its hard to see them suffer so much. Those teeth, but life will be more enjoyable with them. hugs all around. love, Gigi
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