Sunday, April 5, 2009

And then there was...

...Seth. Our house was not complete, because Seth was not with us. Of the three babies, Seth's progress concerned us the most. He was the smallest weighing 3.2 lbs at birth(and dropping into the 2's after birth). He looked the most delicate. He cried the most. His feeds were more complicated than Laci and Leyton's. He needed caffeine to stay stimulated and keep his heart ticking along. He was our weak one. Each time the doctors moved him a step forward, his health took a step back. Nothing too major in the whole scheme of things, but major for us. We felt that the doctors were pushing him out the door too quickly. Although we wanted him home, we knew he was not ready.

In the meantime, we were getting a dose of life with twins. I was still very exhausted and moving slowly, but we were enjoying them nonetheless. Our temporary residence was hustling with activity. A parade of casseroles, desserts, and hands eager to help filed into our new home. We were glad. These extra bodies gave us time to adjust to life as parents. The babies ate every 1 1/2 hours at first. By the end of the weekend, we were in a routine. Twins - not such a difficult life. We were feeling pretty good. Two adults = two babies. And I think I even made the remark to someone: "What's one more baby?!?!" Sometimes being naive is a blessing. :)

And the following day, the doctors would announce that Seth was ready to join his brother and sister. We had expected his arrival to be mid-June. It was only May 22nd. We were really uneasy. Robb and I believed he was not ready to come home. We felt his lungs were not strong enough, his eating habits were sketchy, and ultimately we were too afraid for him to join us. But, ready or not, Seth was on his way.