Journey To the Finish Line

PR's, 4 children, hopes and dreams; I'm always running after something



Life With Twins: Week 2

Yeah, so that whole day by day thing I did last week? So not gonna happen. I like how that format died after all of one week. All of the dates are running together at this point and up until yesterday I think I’ve been writing 5/25 on my frozen breast milk for the last 3 days. One day I’ll look back on that stash of 5/25 milk and wonder what kind of milk production steroids I was on that day.

All in all week two of the babies’ lives has gone pretty well. Babies have started eating more frequently and have periods where they are both more alert . I have been more emotional lately, getting upset over small things and then feeling stupid about it.  I’ll admit that for 2-3 days I felt really overwhelmed by all the breast feeding involved in twins mostly because I was feeling guilty about allowing them to have bottles. I felt on edge about them gaining weight because they had continued to lose a few ounces the first week – even while knowing that is all normal and having the doc reassure me we were doing great. There has been some guilt too surrounding feeling overwhelmed at all and I know that comes from our infertility history – knowing that others out there would trade for my overwhelmed feelings in a heartbeat. It is a strange and difficult place to be in sometimes – and a topic for another post I plan on later.

Our list of interesting firsts that happened at some point or another in the last week:

  • We made our first non-medical outing which included lunch at Atlanta Bread Company. This was also my first public nursing experience. I ordered soup. (duh. Feeding a baby while trying to eat soup? Don’t do it). It was also the first time I was shat on.  And I’m not talking a little bit, I’m talking mustard like poo ALL OVER my black pants. I have Miss Princess Abigail to thank for that one.
  • Hi! I'm feeding a baby under here
    Hi! I’m feeding a baby under here


  • Babies had their two week check up and both are 5 oz over birth weight! YAY! (Proving my guilt and worry over weight gain were totally unfounded – not surprisingly)
  • I failed to follow my own advice and keep burp cloth handy while I pump. After pumping a bit I left a trail of milk in my wake as I searched frantically for one. Bryan laughed. I swore.
  • You wouldn’t believe the number of times I get asked if they are identical. Dude. It is a BOY and a GIRL. They can’t be identical.
  • The mother of the year award nomination was probably taken away this week after I accidentally wrote on Miles’ eyelid with the pen I was using to track feeds. At least the pen mark was a manly blue color.
  • While we were out yesterday (I only remember this date because it was yesterday) we decided to try giving Miles a bottle of cold breast milk just to see if  he would take it and save us the step of warming it. He responded by drinking a few sips – making us think he was cool with it (no pun intended) – then promptly spit it out like a fountain.

Some pictures of the cute:

We are both awake!
We are both awake!


I have a cute dress
I have a cute dress

This Week By the Numbers:

  • Number of people who asked if the twins were identical: 3
  • Number of times I wanted to ask these people if they were serious when asking that question even after already knowing it was a boy and a girl: 3
  • Number of poop-splosions: 5
  • Number of pounds lost: 36
  • Pounds left to lose: 8
  • Number of mommy semi breakdowns: 4-5

Life With Twins: Week 1

Today our babies are one week old. It has been a whirlwind of a week. Some highlights day by day:

Tuesday, May 14

  • Happy Birthday babies. We had our first visitors – both friends and family.
  • Mommy had her first experience with a catheter. Something about peeing and not even knowing it is kinda bizarre. I reportedly peed well, in case you were wondering. (you know you were)

Wednesday, May 15

  • Daddy experienced his first projectile vomit. It landed on his foot.
  • I attempted my first waddle to the bathroom. I waddled more post surgery than I ever did pregnant.
  • Mommy has her first semi breakdown as babies get frustrated because my colostrum wasn’t quite satisfying them.

Thursday, May 16

  • Mommy has her first experience as Dolly Parton. While I’m glad my milk is in, I feel kinda freakish. When the doctor comes in that morning I say ” my milk came in”. Her response? “I can tell”.

Friday, May 17

  • Miss Abby has her first experience under the bili lights. She takes it in stride and poses like Madonna.

Saturday, May 18

  • First car ride. Daddy drives home really slowly.
  • Abby demonstrates her first projectile poop. It flies a good foot away and stains everything nearby.

Sunday, May 19

  • First trip out of the house other than the ride home. Abby needs her bilirubin level checked again.
  • First post partum weigh in: down 25 lbs!

Monday, May 20

  • First pediatrician appt. Babies have lost some weight since being home and mommy almost has another breakdown but doc reassures me that we are doing just fine.

Tuesday, May 21

  • Babies newborn pictures. This turns out to be quite an adventure in which Miss Abby decides to make her first day of cluster feeding. We ALL take a nap afterwards. The 2-4 hour session takes 5.5 hours. Our photographer qualifies for sainthood. Seriously.
  • First time Mr. Miles pees on Miss Abby’s face. Twice.
Why yes, we are adorable
Why yes, we are adorable

Hey, we survived the first week intact. Unfortunately, Bryan has to go back to work tomorrow – thankfully my sister is sticking around for a couple weeks.

This week by the numbers:

  • Number of diapers changed: probably close to 100
  • Number of mommy semi breakdowns: 2
  • Number of people who made us out to be an absolute spectacle: 1 – some lady totally bombarded the photo session today
  • Pounds lost: 31
  • Pounds left to lose: 13
  • Kisses and cuddles: too many to count.

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