I’ve taken a long break from this blog and for good reason! We welcomed our boys Teller Glenn and Nixon Ray to the family on March 27. They are AWESOME!
They were born at 33 weeks and 3 days. Teller was 4 lbs 11 oz and Nixon was 5 lbs 9 oz at birth. They are currently in the NICU and are doing fantastic…Â they are called “feeders and growers” in the NICU meaning no issues other than learning how to take bottles consistently and bulking up. They are champs and are accomplishing every task the doctors put in front of them… we hope to bring them home very soon.
The story of their arrival is a month-long tale that included hospital bed rest, lots of interventions, 8 cm dialation without pain… it got quite interesting.Â I’ll share the full story soon, but before I do, I wanted to take some time toÂ express our extreme gratitude to the army of people who have surrounded us with love and support for the last month.
To my husband, who slept in a hospital chair “bed” next to me for two weeks straight. Who helped me shower, shave my legs and supported me through so many more vulnerable, scary moments. I did not think it was possible to love you any more than I already did, but I do. Seeing you hold our sons is the best view, and I get to see that every day now.
To our parents, who nearly moved in to our house while we were in the hospital. They spent countless hours with us at the hospital so that I wouldn’t be alone. They got the nursery ready, they babysatÂ our dogs and they ran our errands… all while being 90Â miles away from their own lives and responsibilities.
To our siblings, friends and family, who knocked on my bed rest “dorm” door armed with amazing snacks, my favorite ice cream, crafts, design magazines and good conversation. Who filled our freezer with frozen meals, topped offÂ our gas tanks (you know who you are!) and snuck in some much-needed libations for Aaron.
To everyone who attended my baby shower and sent gifts, I couldn’t think of a better way to spend what I didn’t know was my last day of a somewhat normal reality! Thanks so much for all the love and fun. And it’s killing me that I didn’t get to send thank you notes, but I hope you understand.
To Holly, one of the nurses on the bed rest floor who became my advocate and got me a better IV (for a week I had an IVÂ in my wrist joint… I couldn’t do anything with my right hand!), made sure I got non-hospital food,Â kept away the nurses that bothered me and gave me much-needed field trips to the outdoors.
ToÂ Jessica, my Labor & Delivery nurse who provided a calm in an otherwise insane storm of activity as I pushed outÂ our boys in front of 15+ people.Â For capturing our first family photo in the best possible way.
To Jill, my Recovery nurse who washed my pump parts throughout the night so Aaron & I could get a few more minutes of sleep.
To the random NICU nurse,Â who stopped to tell me that I was doing a greatÂ job. (And yes, I ugly cried after that one… it was a rough day).
To Good Samaritan Hospital, for giving us so much confidence that we were (and still are) in absolutely the best place to be when it comes to babies. We know how lucky we are to live only a few minutes away, when most travel long distances to receive your care.
To Go Haus Go readers, for being patient with me as I figure out this changed life of mine. I still plan to be here for the long haul (this blog turned 4 a few weeks ago!), I just need some time to figure it all out. I do have a decor-related post for you this week!