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Milk?? About 40 oz of breastmilk and still not enough for the trio! Thankfully, we still have frozen milk.

Mommy & Marcos

It's been a long time since I participated in Mommy & Me Monday!!

A lot has changed!!!!

Here I am with triplet B, Marcos, on the day we brought him home from the NICU; only 98 days later!



 Hosted by Krystyn at Really, Are You Serious?



Crazy morning

Sofia crying...

That's what I felt like Thursday morning. 

It was a crazy start to our day, especially considering our night nanny came and I got almost 6 hours of sleep.  When I woke up Isabella, she immediately asked for water.  Such a simple request...but my mind starts thinking.... she is sick! And then she started complaining about wanting to throw up and not wanting to go to school, and on and on. 

As this is happening, time is ticking, time is being wasted.  There is only so much time we have to get this kindergartener out of the house.  I had a weird feeling, she was convincing me to let her stay home.  Daddy disagreed and felt strongly about it.   Then, I remembered, she just had the flu shot yesterday.  She is getting the flu from the shot. Holy smokes! I can't have her be sick!! The triplets will get sick!

 I was scheduled to volunteer at her school, and it's not like I can easily reschedule that.  I can't go and volunteer and not have her be there.  Can I? What would be the point?  In the back of my mind, I'm wondering, am I crazy?  I have 3 new little babies, is it fair to leave them behind with both grandmas?  I want to do it all, especially when I have the help.  Isabella will remember me volunteering, the babies will not remember the 2 hours I am away...

I'm glad I made it to her school.  Isabella was already feeling better.  She tends to want to conversate with me when I'm there.  She doesn't want to go to KidsCare today.  She is trying to talk to me about this while I'm running one of the centers.  I start to get frustrated!   Deep breaths... Then we move on to Kinder math.  Isabella, focus!! I know you can pay attention.  What happened to my girl? 

And then I have a moment, when the past 4 months flash infront of me.  I've been away, I spent our entire summer, Isabella's summer, in the hospital with the trio.  There were days I barely saw sunlight.  Mommy guilt...guilt sucks.  But I can only move forward and try hard to give her some mommy time now ....and be sure to practice writing her letters and numbers!!

Finally a big sister

Isabella wanted a sibling so bad and now she has three! I think she has something to do with these multiple babies.  With a big smile, she has often said, I prayed for three babies.

At first she asked for a sister, then it was a brother.  At one point it didn't matter, and now she is so lucky to be blessed with two brothers and one sister.

Sissys forever



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Brotherly love

A few months ago, matching the boys' clothes was the farthest thing from my mind.  Now here we are...playing dress up.  I never thought I would have so much fun dressing my boys!

The funny thing is we haven't bought too many clothes ourselves so matching outfits are hard to find in the clothes madness but when we do, you know mommy gets excited and gets out the camera for a quick photo shoot!

All dressed up and nowhere to go...

Lounging in pajamas...holding hands!

Marcos and Sofia's first few days at home

Sofia and Marcos are free!

After a long 98 day stay, Marcos and Sofia were released from the NICU on August 23, 2011.  We couldn't believe it.  We thought this day would never come.  Luckily, the doctors and nurses had been preparing me for a few weeks.  I was excited but so nervous to take them home.  It was scary for me to think that all they needed was five days without an apnea or a brady.  I was afraid it would happen at home.  I was scared that I would be a nervous wreck worrying all the time.  I had so much adrenaline going through my body that day, that I almost felt sick. 

Here is the stroller and the diaper bag....still no babies....

And our very last day at morning rounds with some of the amazing nurses and doctors.  And finally baby Carlos attends rounds.

Babies still needed to pass their car seat test...

One last pic of the crib the triplets shared.  All the pictures were taken by all our wonderful nurses!

The picture that will go on the NICU bulletin board...

And a bitter sweet moment, as we leave Carlitos behind for a few days. 

And just as we were leaving, some of the evening nurses walk in.  Such an emotional moment.  They have taken such good care of our babies and have spent more time with them than we have.  They will always be part of our family and we will miss them so much! 



Our nights this week...

This is what daddy and babies look like in the middle of the night. 

Getting very little sleep.

We are home!

It's been over a week since Carlitos came home, and over two weeks since Marcos and Sofia were released.  It's been a big blur.  Two babies were definitely manageable...the third one makes it super hard, especially nights.  We are getting no sleep.  Sofia has some digestion issues, gas or colic, I don't know...but she is so uncomfortable at times and screams so loud.

All three babies love to be held, day or night!

Since the babies have been home, I have:

• changed a ton of diapers
• seen way too much poop
• done a lot of burping
• prepared a lot of bottles
• nursed way less than what I wanted to....and pumped a lot more
• managed to bottle feed one baby and hold the others pacifier
• carefully walk down the stairs while holding 2 babies
• bottle fed one and pump at the same time
• made it on time to three doctors' appointments
• showered every day
• reminded my husband what a good daddy he is
• dealt with a very bad, horrible diaper rash
• volunteered at Isabella's school
• And gotten very little sleep....

I've cried tears of joy and happiness and tears of exhaustion.  There are days I feel completely overwhelmed.  I've given myself lots and lots of pep talks, the one that works the best is when I remind myself of everything my little babies went through.  Every breath they struggled with, every poke they got.  I think to myself...if they survived it, so can I!  I will not fail them.

PicturesTaken August 30, 2011

3 1/2 months old, 2 days old adjusted