Wow! This week has been quite the ride! The triplets were born on Monday and for the first day they were all in the regular nursery and able to be in the room with us. We were so lucky to get to cuddle and snuggle them as much as we could. We also got our first glimpse of how crazy things were going to be while we tried to keep logs of feedings and diapers for all three of them. Again, this burden landed squarely on John’s shoulders as I was still pretty much bed bound and just getting feeling back in my toes. The boys were pretty sleepy so they were all difficult to feed and instead quite content to just snuggle. They did every once in awhile need to return to the nursery to the warmer to get their body temperature back up.
We were in love with these little boys and so excited for Kylie to come meet them. She was finally a big sister! We were planning to have her come the next afternoon and couldn’t wait to see her reaction to them! Unfortunately, by Tuesday, poor little Jack decided he was too tuckered out. He was transferred to the NICU for some help maintaining his body temperature, breathing, and feeding.
On Tuesday, Kylie came to visit. I will never forget the look on her face when she first walked in the door. She was so sweet, holding flowers with three blue balloons proudly floating above them. She was able to open a gift of her own from her brothers- a teddy bear and pink, sparkly bracelet that labeled her as a big sister along with her very own giant “kissy treat.”
It was so fun to see my special little girl, my first baby, and now new big sister. I’ve never seen someone have so much fun in the hospital. I’ve also never seen someone enjoy hospital food quite as much as her. She loved sitting in my bed with me munching on apple slices, crackers, and juice. But what she really enjoyed was holding her new baby brothers! She had to go to the NICU to meet Jack and I’m sure someday he will be able to tell her how much he enjoyed her singing to him.
On Wednesday, we struggled to run back and forth between the NICU to see Jack and our room to be with Myles and Colton. It wasn’t long before Colton decided he was going to go hang out in the NICU as well. He was struggling with the same issues of feeding while maintaining body temperature and oxygen levels. Kylie came to visit again that afternoon and enjoyed proudly wearing her visitor sticker. She requested that she be called “sunshine” as she really liked it when a girl at CVS called her that earlier that day. People would say “Well hi, sunshine” while she was walking in the halls and she would just beam. Myles also enjoyed all the extra attention.
On Thursday, the plan was for me to be discharged. We weren’t sure if Myles was going to be discharged with me or not. He was still struggling a lot with feeding so we were pretty unsure about trying to take him home with us. I was also a little hesitant as it was day four after Kylie’s birth that everything went haywire for me last time. Ultimately, poor Myles was struggling just enough that he joined his brothers in the NICU.
I was still worried that my blood pressure was creeping up slightly over the past few days although it was still in the “normal” range. I decided I could discharge, after all, I would be returning to the NICU in the morning and could get a recheck of my blood pressure just in case.
We went home Thursday night. I was more emotional over it than I thought I would be. I had felt guilty over leaving Kylie all week and wanted desperately to be able to get her back in her own bed. On the other hand, I then felt very guilty over leaving the boys in the NICU. My heart goes out to parents everywhere that have to do this for weeks or months on end. We are so lucky our stay will be short. Anyways, we spent a little time with Kylie that evening. We watched Curious George, of course. I slept in my own bed that night for the first time in months. It was great!
On Friday morning, we returned to the NICU. Kylie headed off to grandma’s house with her doll and diaper bag for another fun filled day. Myles was still being our little fighter and getting better with his feedings. Colton was struggling the most, still needing oxygen and taking most feedings through tube. Jack was off oxygen but still also taking most of his feedings through a tube. In fact, John and I laughed at how relaxed and lazy he looked during meal times.
Jack taking his tube feeding
That afternoon, I found a nurse to check my blood pressure. Sure enough, it was higher and I just knew it was happening all over again. I called my doctor who told me to report to labor and delivery to get checked out. Once there, it was almost the exact same story as last time after Kylie’s birth. I had no real symptoms at this point, just the fact that my blood pressure was rising and I was concerned about pre-eclampsia and hellp syndrome. Of course, I was tearful, I was terrified of going through this again when I now had four children who needed me. The doctors went down the anxiety road again. I was really frustrated to hear that whole lecture again but ultimately they did blood work which just confirmed my suspicion of hellp syndrome. I was admitted and put on magnesium again for 24 hours and then spent another night after that being monitored. On Sunday morning, I was discharged. My blood pressure was still higher than normal but not high enough to medicate. We also found out that day that Myles would discharge as well and Jack and Colton would transfer to a lower level of care unit to continue working on feeding and growing. They moved them to a room in the children’s hospital where John could enjoy a nice view of Kinnick stadium.
That night we took Myles home to start to get settled in. Kylie absolutely loved having one of her little brothers home!
We had made it through the week. We had one little man home and we were hopeful that the other two were not far behind!