Week One

Kristi was released from the hospital on Tuesday, much earlier than expected. The boys were expected to stay at least a few more days due to being preemies - however, Tuesday night the NICU released the boys into our custody. We were more than excited, but the second we drove out of the parking lot, we both asked each other what the hell we were doing. Perhaps it was a bit heavier of a feeling for us, but just understand the light-headed feeling and the shortness of breath you might get when the hospital turns over (2) tiny human beings that were scheduled to be in the hospital's intensive care for up to 4 weeks, and within 2 hours they decide that we looked stable enough to take on the task. It was a lot to process.

Once home, it was pretty surreal. as much as we wanted to relish in the moment and tap a keg in celebration, we opted for a nice warm bottle (or two) and went to bed from exhaustion.

The twins first week was great, Kristi sent out a threatening email forbidding anyone without a full vaccination history from seeing the babies. The NICU warned us about how fragile their immune system was, scared us half to death, patted us on the shoulder and sent us off. Apologies to those whom are offended by our hermit lifestyle, we have no idea what we are doing, they are tiny and fragile, we want to share them with the world, but we don't want to share the world with the them. (just yet)


We worked to get them on the same sleep/eating schedule only to realize how bad of an idea that was once we achieved the task... apparently, when you have both waking up hungry at the same time, they both want to eat. 1 week old twins don't have much patience. Feeding them at the same time
works when there are two of us there, however, we
both don't have the luxury of taking 3 months off. So we spent the last day of week 1 unlearning/ modifying the schedule.

Both boys gained weight, they sleep three hours at a time and eat a whole bunch. Perhaps there is a learning curve, but we average about 24 diapers a day... not proud of it, but we are working to live with ourselves and keep our babies' orifices chafe-free and clean.

People warned us it would be tough, but we would have to say, it has been somewhat fun and therefore, not as difficult as we anticipated. We wake up in shifts during the night, we make time to nap during the day and the boys seem to be pretty happy. Shawn and Ethan are amazing and beautiful and we are very fortunate to say (knock on wood) they are very well behaved.






Tune in for week two, we discuss circumcisions, breast vs. bottle, and jealous big brother bristo...