Day 4 – Discharge

Last night was another sleepless night. I sent the twins to the nursery at 11pm but by 12am they were back. The nurse thought they were hungry. I latched Sam on and he ate a ton, but as soon as Aaron laid against me he stopped fussing and fell into a contented sleep. I just left them on top of me until the next feed at 2am. I slept with them leaned against me and the bed propped up. After the 2am feed I sent them to the nursery and got a good 3 hours sleep in.

Already I’m seeing how different the boys temperament is.

Sam is much more hungry, fidgety, and alert. Aaron is a bit of a snuggle bunny, softer cries, softer sucking, and slow, tai-chi like movements. Sam already uses a pacifier, which he screams for if it’s out but when it’s in he scratches at it until he pulls it out. Talk about inner conflict! He’s also got the strength of superman. Today I was using the infant feeders and forgot to unhook the lock that opens the tube to let the formula out. As a result Aaron didn’t get much but Sam was completely unaffected, sucked right through it!

The resident came by and took my stitches out today. But later my Ob/Gyn noticed it was spreading and re-taped a small section. She wants to see me in a week to make sure it’s healing properly.

Adam came and picked me up and we put the twins in the middle row. When they are clicked in, you can’t even walk to the back row. I guess when we have all four boys we’ll have to come up with a proper sequence for loading the car.

It was so nice to be home, in my own house. I’m so looking forward to sleeping in my own bed next to Adam (ha ha ha, that might happen!).

Good To Be Home

This afternoon while Adam took the boys out for dinner and I was home alone, tandem feeding, the exhilaration of the past few days coupled with exhaustion and postpartum found me weeping. I had fallen asleep on the couch, missed my meds and was aching, my breasts were totally engorged and the weight of having four kids was weighing heavily on my mind.

I do remember weeping every time I got home with each of my kids. I guess it’s just part of the process.

I didn’t stay down for long. Soon after Ben swaggered in with his cute little grin and asked what I was doing. I told him I was feeding the boys milk. He said he wanted milk. Chocolate milk. I told him the milk was from my boobies. He wanted boobies. Where are my boobies, Mom?

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  1. I know you are a busy women but I LOVE that you are blogging. So awesome that they are showing different personalities and you are perceptive enough, especially in your sleep deprived state to pick up on it. You are an incredible mom. Remember it’s all a phase!

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