Life is a bowl of cherry pie

Ruby & Lily are over a month old now, and are gaining lots of weight- they are over 5 and 6 pounds now. Fingers crossed, we'll be knee deep in baby leg rolls and delicious double chins by next month. Unfortunately, I will probably also be contributing to the household roll and chin quota, because my Mom is visiting, and constantly cooking the most delicious and fattening food. And the devil is making me eat ALL of it. I eat about six meals a day, and snack on pie crust and banana bread every moment in between. Even with the breastfeeding, I should weigh about five hundred pounds by the time Mom leaves. Damn that woman and her light, flaky pie crust to hell! (Actually, you would NEVER find that yummy crust in hell- the pie crust would be more like the stuff I make.)

Well, I'm off now to have a pie crust sandwich, to warm my stomach up for the pie crust casserole pie I will eat in an hour. *burp*

My favorite people


Cutie pies- again, it's all about pie around here...


Sunday morning pajama party

Mamma's Day

It was an excellent day. Although I could barely wrap my mind around the absurd and preposterous notion that I am a Mother of THREE CHILDREN, somehow it is true. And crazy cool. Robb and Pip made me blueberry pancakes, which I wanted because A) they are yummy, and B) it's so fun to watch Piper eat them.
To commemorate the special day, Lily drooled on my shirt, and Ruby sprayed orange poop on my wrist. Homemade gifts are always the best, aren't they? I also got cards from everyone, complete with scribbly crayon autographs and tear inducing sentiments, some flowers, a gorgeous photography book that I wanted, and a ridiculously extravagant and luxurious Juicy Couture diaper bag that I LOVE. If we ever go bankrupt in the future, we can sell the diaper bag, and live comfortably off the profits for the rest of our lives.

Some snapshots of the joy...


Baby Jemima


Blueberry Glee


Hat Heads. I actually shaved their heads, because they were so sad looking, just half shaved from the hospital, and all patchy. They are beautiful baldies now. :)


Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting, doot doot doot dee doot doot doot doot doooooo!


The Top Secret Twin Handshake.

They're home!!! They're home!!!!!!!

We were totally prepared for Ruby & Lily to be in the hospital for at least 2 more weeks, and suddenly, they were discharged! Apparently, they are eating well enough, gaining weight, and have no health problems or concerns to keep them in the hospital any longer!!! WOOOOO HOOOOO!!!! What a great surprise!!! So, on Monday night, I stayed overnight at the hospital in a private room with the twins, attached to the nursery, to see how we made out, and Tuesday, we all went home! Now, I don't have to miss a single hiccup, blink, wiggle, poop, or cross eyed stare, and I'm loving every moment of it.

Things are wonderful, and the girls are absolute angeldoll sweetheart monkeys. I mean, look at them.

What a great Mother's Day gift. :)



Getting ready to leave the hospital


Piper, psyched for Big Sisterhood


Helping


Teeny Tiny Lily


In bed at home ( You can see where they had patches of their hair shaved off for their IVs in the hospital. YES, they had IV needles in their poor lil HEADS, for the love of God! It was heartwrenching. But over now. Whew.)

Feeling Sooky

I've been feeling weepy all day today. Things are fine, the girls are doing well, there is nothing really wrong. I think it's the combination of very little sleep, and my heart being pulled in too many directions. People keep telling me it's nice to have a little "break" - that I have a few weeks to "rest up" before the babies come home, but that is just not how it is. I have to get up every 3 hours around the clock to pump milk, then I lie in bed and miss Ruby and Lily, then I spend time with Piper and Robb, then drive a million miles to and from the hospital to see my babes, then try to do other things, like eat, shower, socialize, talk, and breathe. It will be MUCH easier when I have my whole family home in our nest, where they belong. This is no break.

Ruby & Lily are both just above their birth weights now, and gaining every day, but it will still be a couple of weeks before they are big and strong enough to come home. I'm counting the minutes...

In the meantime, I'm reminding myself to count my blessings, and be grateful that my loves are healthy and OK, and a few weeks will go by in no time. My head gets it, but my heart still feels a little fragile.

Now for the good stuff. Some pictures...


This is the top half of me, while the bottom half is being disected. Ruby is out, and I'm starting to cry.


Mommy & Ruby


Daddy & Lily



Sleepy Girls



My peaches