13 months old!

13 months

My baby boys were 13 months old yesterday! Good lord.
What can I say about my sweet little guys?

– They are all clapping like crazy.
– Miles and Linus are fond of shaking their head “no.”
– Yesterday, Miles starting nodding “yes”.
– They said their first word, “cracker” on Jan 1.
– They all had ear tubes put in and their adenoids removed on 12/31, and so far, they seem to be healing well.
– No walking yet, but Miles took one step on Jan 1. None since then, though.
– Sleep has been weird. Two nights (one pre-surgery, one post-surgery, so I don’t know if this is ear-related) they’ve woken up around midnight, screaming. Almost like they were having nightmares. The first time was at my mom’s new house, so maybe that was due to the new surroundings? But then it happened the other night at home, too. Let’s hope that doesn’t continue!
– Eating is fine. They’re all beginning to show some signs of pickiness, but I’m choosing to ignore it right now. Linus will spit out chunks of things that are mixed in (say, bananas mixed with yogurt or peas in mashed potatoes.) Oliver will inexplicably like something one day, hate it the next, then go back to loving it. Miles will almost eat anything. Milk is going well, I think. They’re getting about 16-18 oz of milk a day, plus cheese and yogurt. Some of their favorites are grilled cheese, deli turkey or ham, CRACKERS CRACKERS CRACKERS, yogurt with fruit, chicken, and fat french fries.
– They’re still wearing some 6-9 month pants but most 12 month pants still fit. Tops are 12 month and 18 month, but more toward 18 month. Diapers are size 4. Their big Flintstone feet have outgrown their 6-12 month Robeez, so we moved up to 12-18 month in those.
– They all still have 6 teeth. Four on the top, two on the bottom. I don’t see or feel any more teeth coming in right now.
– They have started fighting a bit. Hair pulling (esp Oliver), pushing, stealing toys, and high-pitched screaming at each other. Fun times! We don’t intercede too much at this point, unless someone’s getting violent. But they’re also making each other laugh, which is awesome.
– They’re doing more interactive play with us, too. Peek-a-boo and things like that. More mimicking.
– We dropped bottles and formula a week after their first birthday, and they’ve only had milk and sippies since then. I don’t give them juice, but sometimes water. You should have seen them after their surgery, when they got juice in bottles. It was a double-whammy of excitement!

I think their first haircut is due soon. Maybe next weekend. Miles is starting to get a bit of a mullet.

Ear tubes recap

And now, a detailed recap of the day…

4:30 am – woke up, ate breakfast, took a shower.
5:10 am – woke up Miles, changed his diaper. Put him in the car, drove to the hospital. George’s parents had Oliver and Linus, so I imagine they were doing similar things on their side of town. (I had to work this week and daycare was closed, which is why they had L & O. I had Miles because he had a doctor’s appt yesterday. Just to clear that up.)

5:50 am – arrive at hospital. Look at the fish.

6:00 am – take Miles to the Short Stay unit to sign in.

6:15 am –  Over the next 45 minutes, we get checked in, the boys get weighed and measured, and we are shown to our room with three hospital cribs.

7:15 am – Linus gets his dose of Versed (a sedative to relax the baby before surgery.) He is druuuuuunk! It’s hilarious. Also, babies are v cute in hospital gowns.

Apparently, the cribs are yum:

I swear I didn’t doctor this photo. This is Linus after the sedative. He looks hammered!

7:45 am – George and I bring Linus downstairs to the pre-surgery area and wait for him to be wheeled back.

8:00 am – He’s wheeled back. The doctor says it won’t be more than 30 minutes. I go upstairs to see how Oliver’s doing. He has been given his dose of Versed, so I wait for the nurse to come get him to bring him down to the OR. George is in the surgery waiting area at this point, so when we are bringing Oliver to the pre-surgery area, we swing by and get George. So now we’re back in the pre-surgery area with a baby who looks just like the one who was just wheeled back into surgery. There are confused looks on the faces of the other families in the area.

8:45 am – We’re starting to panic, wondering what’s taking Linus’s surgery so long. The doctor finally comes out and says they didn’t get to go back to the OR immediately because of another patient, but that Linus did well. His adenoids were covered in pus (mmm, thanks) and his ears were full of thick fluid. Yum.

Finally, we see Linus get wheeled back into recovery. We have to wait 30 minutes after he’s wheeled back before we can see him, but while we’re waiting, Oliver gets taken back into surgery. We go back up to the room to wait for Miles to be brought down for his surgery, and enjoy his baby drunkenness.

(I’m getting a bit confused about the timeline, as I’m sure you are. So bear with me.)

Linus gets released from recovery. He’s v cranky and has an IV. I carry him upstairs to the room. George’s dad holds him and gives him the juice he has to keep down. Linus sleeps the rest of the time in Grandpa’s arms.

We go down with Miles to the pre-surgery area, where a nurse finally inquires why this one baby keeps being taken into surgery. Hee hee!

Oliver is wheeled out of surgery. Like Linus, he had pus-y adenoids and thick fluid in his ears. Miles is taken back. It’s about 9:50 at this point, and we’re starving, so we go grab something to eat. The hospital cafeteria, though, is closed from 9:30 – 11! Ugh. So we get some crap out of the vending machines and sit outside in the cold. Nice.

When we get back, we only have to wait a bit before Oliver is released to go upstairs. I go bring him upstairs and George holds him while he sleeps. It’s v v cute, the way he manages to suck his thumb in spite of the IV.

I go downstairs to wait for Miles to be released from recovery. This is all beginning to feel very much like Groundhog Day. I bring him upstairs, give him his bottle, and he sleeps a bit. Then we wait and wait and wait (he has to stay for an hour after he finishes his bottle of juice) and finally, at around 1 pm, we get released.

Hurrah! Only 7 hours total. Only. I’m exhausted!

The boys have slept most of the day. We gave them some yogurt and applesauce for lunch, then some scrambled eggs and string cheese and yogurt for dinner. They don’t seem too hungry. Their cries are so hoarse! It’s sad. Oliver was pretty much completely recovered by the time we left the hospital. He was in good spirits, just like normal. Linus and Miles were a bit groggy and sleepy and cranky, though.

Fingers crossed they sleep all night tonight and feel much better in the morning. And that their days of ear infections are behind them!

June 13, 2008

I’ve been tagged! Thanks, Rachel!

What was I doing ten years ago?
Ten years ago was not a good time. I was mourning the recent loss of my beloved daddy. Still in college (should’ve graduated the year before) but at least I had an end in sight (I graduated the following December.)

What are five (non-work) things on my to-do list for today?
Well, it’s already 8:30, but I’ll talk about what was on my list…
1. Go to Target to get overnight diapers (boys are too small for them yet), pool floaty thingy for boys (they don’t have them anymore), drop ins (check!)
2. Go to bank to deposit checks (nope)
3. Call salon to cancel appointment for Saturday (I made it thinking I’d need a trim by now, but I don’t.)
4. Pack up some books to send to a friend
5. Drink a beer (doing that now! okay, that wasn’t really on my list. But I am doing it. I love you Blue Moon!)

Five snacks I enjoy:
1. chocolate (currently liking Milky Way a lot.)
2. frozen cherry bar. not that you can buy them anymore. Hmmph.
3. cheese
4. ice cream
5. popsicles

Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. Pay off our debts
2. Pay off my siblings’ and mom’s debts
3. Move into a bigger house
4. Donate to charity
5. Buy all of my friends lots of presents.

Places I’ve lived:
1. Baton Rouge, LA
2. Natchitoches, LA
3. New Orleans, LA
4. London, England
5. Hmm. That’s about it.

Jobs I’ve had:
1. Sandwich artist at Subway (summer I was 17)
2. Salad bar technician (very first job)
3. Graphic designer for small town newspaper
4. International phone card designer
5. Children’s Bookseller

TAG! You’re it…
1. Karen
2. Cindy
3. You, over there!
4. and You, in the red shirt
5. oh, and you, in the corner. No hiding!

June 12, 2008

Re: voting for the boys. I guess I should have phrased it better…you want to "rate" the boys 5 stars. And maybe hit the "recommend" link. Not sure what it does, but if we win, I promise I'll send each and every one of you a postcard from New Yawwwwk. ha ha!

In other news, I'm rejoining the gym. I really should be saving my money for things like diapers and formula and food and the electricity bill, but enough is enough. I am so out of shape, and it's way too hot here to do much outside. I'm very excited. And of course I have no idea when I'm going to go…5:30 in the morning? Whatever it takes…

June 11, 2008

Oh, won’t you please vote for the boys?

(I know, every mom on here can enter her own kids and eventually we may all just end up voting for each other’s kids, thus negating the whole point of this, but come on, just humor me, will ya?)

Last night was rough. I think the boys are going through a growth spurt because in spite of eating two full bottles and some bananas within two hours of getting home from daycare, Miles still woke up twice to eat, and Oliver once. (Linus is the favorite child today. Ha ha!)

Had dinner with A & S, my fellow multiples moms. We went to Crepe Nanou. Yummmmmmmy. And fun. :)

Here’s a video of Oliver. He looooooves some sweet potatoes!

June 9, 2008

It was a pretty quiet weekend. I took Linus and Miles to Ren’s house to go swimming. I could have taken all three boys, but she has Chloe (7 months) and Allison (3 years) so even with her husband, we would have been WAY outnumbered by babies. So, three babies, three adults, and one princess. Just right.

Linus is v laid back in the floaty thingy:

Later, Chloe let Linus play in her Jumperoo, sweet girl:

In return, we had to promise that she’ll never be prom date-less. No problem! I foresee the boys fighting over her when they’re older. Such a cutie, and v feisty.

We tried to stalk a triplet family in her neighborhood, but when we knocked on the door, they didn’t answer. Maybe they weren’t home, but apparently they’re never seen out and about. Anyway, maybe next time. Supposedly their triplets are around the same age as the boys.

That was definitely the highlight of the weekend. Don’t worry, Oliver got lots of Daddy time while I was with the other boys. :)


Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. We left for San Antonio last Sunday, and the day before, we were all sick as dogs. Actually, I was also sick on Thursday. So yeah, fun times.

The trip was rough. The boys don’t like riding in cars nearly as much as they used to. There was a lot of screaming. A lot. We were able to stay with my cousin Willa and her husband Ed on Sunday night in Galveston. I wish we could have stayed longer, it’s such a neat area. We’ll have to take the boys when they’re older. And can be tranquilized. I kid, I kid!

Anyway, some exciting milestones were hit on the trip. Oliver started sleeping through the night! And I’m talking twelve hours, without waking up. He’s done it now for 5 or 6 nights! Wooo hoo! I was worried he was only going to do it at the hotel, but he did it at home last night. And guess what? So did Miles! Oh come on, Linus, tonight would be a GREAT night to catch up with your brothers!

More fun stuff – they’re playing with toys! They started batting at the toy bars on their car seats during the trip (like, what else were they gonna do in the car for 12 hours?) and laughing more and “talking” more and are just getting to be so fun! They’re also teething, I think, which may have accounted for some of their crankiness on the trip.

They completely charmed the entire hotel we stayed at, staff and guests alike. Little stinkers! :) Here they are in the shirts Aunt Kristie sent them…

Oh yeah, we took them swimming for the first time! I only got pictures of Miles. He didn’t seem too impressed, to be honest…


Wow! See, now, I’m glad I was all pathetic ‘n’ stuff yesterday. Now I know I really am writing for more than five people. Maybe now I’ll actually update the blog a bit more. I’ll try.

I promise Linus didn’t cry long in that picture I posted yesterday. As a thank you for commenting, here are some smiles, in video form…

(And yes, as an added bonus, you get to hear me sounding like an idiot.)

April 22, 2008

Okay, I’m going to try this post via email thing. I haven’t done it in a while. Hopefully it’ll work.

Yesterday the boys had their first “sick” visit to the pediatrician. They’ve had a yucky cough for a few days, and early Monday morning, Linus had a fever. So I took them in (with Auntie Steph) and found out (for the low, low price of $90 worth of copays) that they’re fine. Nothing major. Ah well. They’ll be fine in a couple of days.

We had a fun weekend. Saturday the boys and I went to a friend’s house for a little while. The weather was just beautiful and we hung out on her back patio. Later, we headed to a crawfish boil, but before I could completely stuff myself with crawfish, corn, potatoes, mushrooms, etc, the boys started fussing. So we headed out and went to another crawfish boil. Only for a few minutes, and unfortunately I didn’t make it to the crawfish at this one. Booo!

On Sunday I took Miles and Linus shopping with me. We went to Babies R Us, Whole Foods, and the cheaper grocery store. I got lots of compliments on my cute little twins. Ha! If only they knew… That night, I actually cooked dinner – a pot of chicken chili from a cooking show I’d watched that morning. I was highly ambitious. I won’t be trying that again – we didn’t eat until 9:00, and I go to bed at 10! I didn’t sleep well that night. I kept burping up cilantro. Ha ha! Ew.

We haven’t attempted spoon-feeding the boys cereal again. Maybe we’ll try it again this week. No rush.

I don’t have any new pictures to post, and I’m not sure if I can even post pictures via email. Here’s an old one, just to test…

(That’s Oliver, sitting in my lap at the park, a couple of weekends ago.)

First food!

Last week, we decided to let the boys try rice cereal. Let’s just say we’re going to wait a little while before we try again. Heh.

Linus is first up.

I think he likes it!

Or does he?

Well, Daddy definitely does, anyway.

(Yes. George is disgusting.)

Miles is next.

Can’t say he’s thrilled with it.

Quite the opposite, in fact.

Well, we tried!

Daddy still likes it!

Oliver goes last.

He doesn’t seem too impressed.

Surprised, though.

The end!


Four months old!

Yeah, no duh, that was 11 days ago! Well, I’ve been busy. So there. And their ped appointment was on the 11th, so I didn’t want to post before then anyway. Geez, get off my back!


First, the cuteness:

The stats:

Linus: 14#9.5oz (50th); 25″ long (50th); HC 41.5cm (25-50th)
Oliver: 14#11oz (50th); 24.5″ long (25-50th); HC 43.5cm (50-75th)
Miles: 13#15oz (25-50th); 24.25″ long (25-50th); HC 42cm (50th)

To compare, at 3 months:
Linus: 12 lbs, 14.5 oz (25-50th percentile); 23.75″ long (25-50th percentile)
Oliver: 13 lbs, 5 oz (50th percentile); 23.75″ long (25-50th percentile)
Miles: 12 lbs, 7.5 oz (25th percentile); 22.75″ long (10th percentile)

So they’re growing, yes indeed!

I’d love to make a longer post about how they’re doing, but I’ll have to save that for later. Right now a baby is crying, I need to finish my coffee and get them ready for school. :)

Picture post!

Too tired for anything but pictures from the past week…

(jenny, turn that one)

And with that, I’m off to sleep. Maybe I’ll add the captions later. Or you can go to my flickr account if you really want to know what they mean…


Just a quick post to say we had a fantastic, if exhausting weekend. Full recap to come later. The boys got a ton of great gifts at their christening, but many of the bags were without tags or cards, so I don’t know who to thank. Can you leave a comment letting me know what you gave them? Obviously if you just gave them a card, or if you know you wrote on the tag, don’t worry about it. But there were a few bags (from Adler’s, and the one with the fuzzy duck that I was told about, but for the life of me, I can’t remember WHO told me about the fuzzy duck, sigh…)

Boys start daycare today. Well, two of them. Miles is spending a few days with Grandee and his aunts and uncles and cousins in Baton Rouge. I miss my little guy!


Just a quick post, because I need to go to sleep. Thank goodness Sarah (the night nanny we got after Olga left to go on vacation) is here tonight. I’d forgotten to tell George that she was coming tonight, so when I mentioned it a few minutes before he arrived, he was so excited that we’d get to sleeeep. And then I had to say “April Fool’s!” He was not amused. At least it wasn’t really an April Fool’s joke. That would have been downright cruel.

Had a pretty low-key weekend. Went to a friend’s birthday party on Friday night (the boys came too) and then for most of the weekend we just cleaned. In preparation for the housecleaner that’s coming tomorrow afternoon. You know how that goes. I’m so excited about the cleaner – she’s a gift from some very dear friends who are paying for her to work her magic. Yay!

Lots of people think we should be famous or something for having identical triplets. I guess because I know so many other triplet moms with identicals (like these ladies, fr’instance) that it just doesn’t seem THAT unique. And kind of unfair if I get free diapers and they (or every other mom of triplets) don’t. I mean, what in the world did I do to deserve free stuff? I didn’t go through the heartache and pain that many moms of triplets have to go through, when their kids come from fertility treatments. I think sometimes I feel some kind of guilt for this. Having it come so easily to us. Talk about unfair. I could go on and on, but I won’t, because it can be a sensitive subject (duh) and if I do, I’d probably end up sticking my foot in my mouth at some point. But you get the idea.

So if we don’t get splashed all over the national news and if we don’t get years of free diapers, it’s okay. We already won the lottery. I mean, look:

(Is Miles giving Oliver a wet willie? Kinda looks like it.)