Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Week 3

Twins are both 2.5-.7 kg and around 16 inches (we have a metric scale but English tape measure). Both are cute, but are still feeding basically every two hours. I'm feeling a bit more put back together, but just as tired. The "put together" is my longterm effort to make sense of what has happened and how this will develop in the coming weeks.

We have so much to be grateful for: supportive families, good campus, day care for eldest, jobs, job flexibility. This also is only for a finite period of time. And we have (kind of) done it before.

I'm up now because I'm sleeping strange. I may take the kids and see if I can get Emily a block of sleep. Off I go...

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Reinforcements have arrived

I am slowly exiting the cave of baby exhaustion. I think this has actually been a much easier transition than it could have been. At the same time, the cycle of

get Sam readyàgo to hospitalà return from hospitalà get Sam à return to hospital (do some work sometime)àgo home and get Sam to sleep

was getting old quickly. The two were in the NICU for ~ 10 days. Things were relatively smooth, but navigating a hospital in a foreign language is a pain. The good thing is I can now say words like: wheelchair, injector, ultrasound, surgery, and anesthesia.

The babies are amazingly cute. Eli looks liked a cloned Sam, but smaller. Eva reminds me a bit of one of her cousins. They are both now sleeping in Emily’s snugglenest, which sits in the bed next to her. Sam and I share a room, and he is mostly a good sleeper. Emily will probably repeat the pattern of last time, where she gets twelve hours of really bad sleep every night. Emily is producing a prodigious amount of milk and rapidly shrinking to her former svelte self. (Me, not so much.)

The grandparents are here, which is a big help. They are great during gap times (getting Sam off, arriving home) and help tremendously with all manner of household problems (changing lightbulbs, cleaning dishes, etc.). Surprisingly, I’ve cooked dinner the last two nights. They are enjoying this cool, green, and sunny city.

OK, but I’ve gotten just a bit of backtalk from people about the sleep complaints, linking to the articles on paternal postpartum, etc. At this point, I want to clarify that this is that rare breed of a blog, written by a quasi-at-home, but really should be working a lot, dad, and that as the de facto translator, transporter, and baby diarist, I will be doing a lot of complaining. Emily had her own blog post once, and she wrote six basically six mini-novellas over a year and then stopped. If you want regular updates, it’s got to be, mostly complaining about sleeplessness and how hard I am working.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Things are looking up this Saturday.

Eli
Eli
Eva
Eva

The babies are coming along. Twice today I dropped off milk and visited them. They're a lot more active now that they are out of their incubators. I held them for over an hour this morning, while they worked on the hearing test. (Which apparently involves some sort of hand held scanner and little sensors, but requires the babies to be asleep.) To get them sleepy for the test, I fed one while the nurse fed the other. They're up to 40-45 cc per feeding now, and are regaining weight. They are to come home Monday, which will let Emily's parents arrive and get partially settled.

The pictures above are phone pictures, but I will have better ones soon. Emily and I are both pretty tired, but hopefully will bounce back soon. I had a few hours to work this morning and time for a nap this afternoon, and together this, plus visiting the babies, seems to have improved my outlook dramatically. We still have a lot to figure out--car seats and sleeping arrangements, etc., but things have really come along. Today Sam was able to play with the neighbors. Folk on campus dropped off meals twice. We will get there. It helps to see their sleepy little heads and to enjoy a day with the big brother. All things in time...

Eva Video

And here's Eva...

Eli Video

A short video of Eli I took this evening

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Back to the first stage



I remember my brother saying that parenting passes through these stages where parents only talk about one thing. First is the exhaustion. Then the diseases. I imagine there are milestones along the way (walking, talking, potty training), and then eventually activities, etc. Right now I'm in exhaustion.

I am just very tired. We took Sam to the hospital tonight to see the twins. Unfortunately, the NICU is also near where they keep sick kids, which means there are many "kid" features: an aquarium, a room with toys, a series of animals on the wall... So, the short story is Sam refused to go to the baby room. He wanted to trace the dogs on the wall or play with toys. He threw a full-on tantrum, which in turn made me very angry. Finally, we two gave up and went home.

Partly I am just tired because this is night number four alone with him, and Iam doing all of the get ready, drop off, pick up, evening, bedtime rituals is tiring on top of hospital admin, figuring out money, arranging housing, etc. work right now. I'm not a naturally angry person, so I know this is just fatigue, but I also don't know what to do about it. I've basically cancelled my classes for this week, but this means an "extra" lecture next week and possibly a class Monday evening. I really don't want to teach Monday night.

I can't complain that there's been a lack of help. People are really nice. Things are getting done. I am just having trouble keeping all of the balls in the air. I wish parental leave existed and was clearer. I know this is probably just dreaming, and we have far more flexibility than most people in their jobs, and I know people here would just work through the situation, but I'm really wanting to blow off everything else and spend the time with family. There's always a calculus on how hard to push, and how to balance family and work, and sometimes don't like the way the numbers add up. I'll come back to them later. For now, I probably should just get the two of us in bed and restart tomorrow.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

A long, long, long day

So, I had planned to write a lot more today, but then it was a bit of a hurricane. Solo-dad, trip to daycare, cab to hospital, visit babies, go to lunch and get lunch to go, run milk to and fro, consult with the consultable, cab back to day care to pick up big brother, return to the hospital, buy big brother chocolate milk and convince him to visit mom (after he's demanded "no mommy," since he wants to play), watch some tv, meet friends for dinner, give up on dinner because big brother is having an even rockier day than the rest of us, go back to meet wife for dinner with take out, surprise--some church visitors, surprise--pastor stopped by, surprise--campus visitors, go to see babies, talk to nurses and doctors, say bye to some visitors, go downstairs for present unwrapping, say good bye to others, reassure wife and check on possibility of an extra day in the hospital, get big brother packed, get to parking lot, pay parking, drive home, big brother is breaking down, dad is tired, helpful neighbor saves the day dropping off meals, but big brother is still breaking down, hurried change of clothes and spot-wiping, bed time for big brother, clean dishes, unnecessary internet surfing and snacking, blogging...

Names

OK, about the names. Names were hard for us to decide. I think I was looking for something in the prophet family, but then none of them seemed quite right. We liked Elise for a girl, but then something didn’t seem quite right. We wanted assonance for the names. I liked Eve; Emily liked Ava. Ava is ridiculously common in the US now and I didn’t really love it, and Emily didn’t like Eve, which would have been only one syllable. In the end, we picked two-syllable names starting with E. We liked Eli a lot because it continues a run of figures from the Samuel books: David (brother), Jonathan, Samuel, Eli. We appear to be going in reverse order. If my kids have kids, maybe some Judges or Joshua figures? The middle names are both family names. All three of our kids have a grandparent name for the middle name. We’re sorry we couldn’t do all eight, but we like the three we’ve used, which are all classics.

So, we did settle on the names and I hope that our logic makes sense in explaining how we came to them. Since we didn’t finalize them until the babies arrived, we are still only learning them ourselves. Yesterday I took a beautiful video of Emily singing a favorite song to Eva, but then she botched it at the end by saying “Samuel” instead of “Eva.” I am remembering that we often mixed up Sam’s name with the cat. I hope that Eli and Eva are different enough that people won’t be continuously confusing them.

There are other continuities I am finding. I'm very grateful for Emily, Eva, and Eli. (And Sam too!) I think the names will lend themselves to translation. Literary and historical versions will no doubt appear over time. And now that they have the names, they can make them their own.

I meant to post this yesterday, but then I fell asleep

Monday

A good day so far. This morning Sam slept until almost 8:30, after staying up quite late last night. He’s actually doing very well. I quick did a load of laundry this morning. Our house is still a wreck, but will improve soon I hope. A friend came over again and played with Sam while I put trash out and got Sam’s bag ready for school.

At the hospital, we are doing well but are just very tired. My eyes have that exhausted feeling to them. I think we’re all a bit out our element. On the flip side, Sam is adapting well and Emily and I (okay, yes, mostly Emily) are recovering. She can stay until Wednesday morning, it seems, which gives us another day of easy proximity to the twins and a better rest location for Emily. We have a nice room here, but our roommates are getting a huge flow of guests, and they like to leave their light on at night. I think Emily and I are already into the “awake for a while, then sleep a couple of hours.” I don’t know if this is because of the roommate situation or just biology getting us ready for the weeks and months ahead.

Tonight I’m going to get Sam from daycare a little late and then take him to a neighbor’s for a few hours. I’ll quick pop back in this direction and check on Em and see the kids.

This morning was very nice. After I dropped Sam off I came directly to the hospital. Today I was able to hold Eva for quite a while, which was just very nice. When I came in she was fussing some. After I held her and repositioned her she seemed to have some gas and then fell asleep immediately. I usually sing to them or try to explain how the day has been. They’re still such little creatures at this point. Eva’s already off of the bigger tubes and now just has the plastic tube to the nose. They’re both eating well and will go from 40cc/day to 80 cc/day. They get 10 cc/ milk + formula every three hours. The nurses, doctors, and other staff are all very nice. Emily has enough milk that she is starting to pump today. I think all of the signs are pointing towards progress. Emily’s only problem now is high blood pressure, which she didn’t have before but which sometimes appears after giving birth. It may just resolve itself naturally with time, but it means she was a little dizzy earlier and needs a lot of rest.

Tonight I’ll pick up Sam a little late and then take him to our friends for dinner. I’ll come back and be with Emily and we’ll both go to spend our evening time with the babies. Then I’ll return and stay with Sam again overnight. That is the plan at least.