The Twins - Day Three

I know, I know. If I were Kristen, I could change this to pink and have the right names. But I'm not and I wanted a visual. This is pathetic - my new camera arrived on Monday from Best Buy on line - and I forgot to take it with me today so that I could take new pix after work. What kind of Grandma does that??? I guess a Grandma who is still trying to play catch-up at work, get the house in order, finally go to the grocery store, do laundry, and visit the babies and their mommy! I haven't had time to visit any of you, but thank you for coming by for the updates.


I will definitely be taking pictures tomorrow - I have the camera in the car already. Today when I got there, I found that little Kate was under the blue light - they both have a bit of jaundice - there she lay on her side, with tiny little shades over her tiny little eyes - with her tiny little hand kind of resting on the shades - she looked like a celebrity at the beach. Emma's turn was next, but when I went over to visit with her, she opened her tiny little eyes and gave me a good once-over.


Kristen is doing better, but still experiencing discomfort and pain when she moves around. We're trusting that they do NOT release her tomorrow. She's not quite ready to make the transition to real life yet. I have a feeling those bigger little girls will think she's back to normal once she arrives at home.


It is uncanny - Kate looks like Care Bear and Emma looks like Feisty - just as it should be. I must get a picture of the "big" girls with their babies.


Kristen's MIL has been wonderful. She has more energy than any 3 of the rest of us, and has a heart bigger than she is. She's a teacher in North Dakota and is taking leave without pay to stay around and help us this week. What a blessing it has been to have 2 extra hands.


Tonight at choir practice we were singing an old song from 1969-70 called "A Day of Miracles." The words are something like this:

Some folks say that miracles

Are not for today.

They say that it's old-fashioned

To trust and to pray.

But I believe that miracles

Still happen today

To those who trust and believe.

There's much more, of course, but that is the part that sticks in my mind - we have been blessed with miracles this week, and it has been a joy to share those with all of the docs and nurses in the NICU. Many of them agree!

It is truly a small world. When Diane, my dear friend, found out where Kristen was in the hospital, she told me that she has a good friend who is a NICU nurse in that hospital. I met her today. She is wonderful. Isn't God good?? Also, Care Bear's kindergarten teacher has a sister who is a nurse there as well. It truly is a small world.

There is an organization called "Parents of Multiples Club" - I had looked them up months ago and put it in my Favorites. I decided I'd better get serious about contacting them last week. The young woman who is the chairperson called me, e-mailed me, and was ready to do anything to help. They have two garage sales each year, where new parents of multiples can pick up equipment and clothes, and things get recycled efficiently, but we missed the last one. The next one's in March. So she put out a call to the membership for things they need - like the double stroller that accommodates two car seats. We've been trying to figure out how you carry two babies in those heavy carseats to the kindergarten room to pick up Care Bear - you are required to meet her at the door. I've been thinking how wonderful it would be to have one of those strollers. Thank the Lord, somebody has one they are willing to GIVE us. What a blessing!

Now - does anyone know of a gently used minivan for sale cheap??? In about a month or less, there will not be enough room in their little Saturn for all of these little darlings!

Well, I'd better hush for now. I hope Kristen is able to post again one of these days. She's pretty busy resting up, pumping, visiting the NICU, watching her soap opera. I have told her to cherish EVERY SINGLE MOMENT of solitude. It is about to come to a screeching halt.

We are so grateful to all of you for your prayer and care.