In my last post I announced that we got the surprise of our life and were expecting twins (gulp!). So, let me catch you up on the past 8 months. My first 20 weeks were miserable - I was insanely sick and pukey and had no energy for anything. Then I had a few weeks where things were okay. But at 25 weeks I tested positive for pre-term labor (using a fetal fibronectin test) and was put in strict bed rest. I then spent 9 weeks on bed rest, which was very difficult with two active little boys. Thankfully, we have wonderful family who willingly came and stayed with us during those 9 weeks to help feed/change/bathe the boys and pack lunches and get them off to school. At 33 weeks I went into labor and was admitted to the hospital. I spent the next 3 days in the hospital on magnesium sulfate (blech! That stuff is horrible!) to try to hold off labor. My doctor really wanted to get me to 34 weeks, which is a pretty good goal for twins. They could only keep me on Mag for a certain amount of time and when they took me off I went straight back into labor (contractions every 1-2 minutes). I was 33 weeks and 6 days so my doc said they got me as far as I could probably get (with 2 rounds of steroids for the twins' lungs development) and they were just going to let me deliver them. Both babes were still head down so I went for a vaginal delivery. A few hours later they broke my water and shortly after that, with 3 pushes, Joel Patrick arrived on April 3rd at 5:41 pm. He was beautiful and came out screaming - all 4 pounds 3 ounces of him! I had feared being 6 weeks early they would whisk him away without so much as a glance at him. But since he came out screaming, they put him straight on my chest and I got to spend the first few minutes with him. We had just enough time for Mike to cut the cord before they grabbed Joel from me and said "okay, let's try pushing again!". Two pushes and three minutes later Miss Miriam Elizabeth entered the world at 5:44 pm, weighing exactly the same as her brother! She also came out screaming :o) The next few minutes were surreal - they put them both on my chest and we had a few minutes of photos. I could not believe I just squeezed two babies out of me in three minutes! But they were beautiful and healthy and finally here :o)
They needed no oxygen, but were taken to the NICU to be checked out and monitored. They the spent the next 12 days there just working on feeding and growing. Joel had some jaundice and needed some bili lights, but other than that they were both totally healthy. Praise God! It was a crazy couple weeks with me spending 10 hours a day at the hospital pumping and feeding and looking after the twinsies while Mike cared for the two boys. Then, a week after the twins were born, I came down with a severe infection (nearly septic) in my uterus and had to be hospitalized for 4 days and put on 3 heavy duty IV antibiotics. It was caught in time and everything was fine. But it's always a little scary when the doctors tell you, "thank goodness you came in! We've had women come in with the same infection and die". Awesome. Just what you want to hear after delivering twins. Praise God all went well and I recovered quickly. Just quick enough to care for the twins who came home the day after I was discharged on April 15th! Life has only gotten crazier from there!
So things in the Dunlap house are pretty good. Dominic is amazing, as usual. He is full of energy and is non-stop all day. He is using "helper hand" a lot more and because his speech is progressing, we are able to talk to him about using "helper" more. He loves sports and both Mike and I believe he will play sports and probably be pretty good. He may swing the bat with one hand but he never misses the ball! He loves soccer and is busy dribbling the ball all over the backyard. He is STILL in diapers and I swear, one of my goals for the summer was to potty train him. But really, between the two bigs and the two littles - there ain't no time. Plus Dominic is super stubborn. He has been on Miralax for years for constipation issues, so that throws another wrench in the potty training plan. It will happen. He won't go to high school in diapers, right? He finished off his first year in preschool (special ed) and met almost all his goals. All the teachers love him because he says "hi" to EVERYONE he sees. He loved school and I'm sure can't wait to get back this coming fall.
The rest of us are hanging in there. Mike and I never sleep. Ever. These babes are doing great, but they were preemies so they are about 6 weeks behind on milestones - aka being happy, smiling, getting over colic, sleeping etc. They weren't very happy their first few months of life, nor did they sleep a lot. Joel has dealt with reflux since coming home from the NICU. We have been adjusting his meds for months and he was finally put on a new one yesterday. Miriam has it coming out the other end - this girl is gassy! So bad, she could clear a room. Something was not right with her digestive system. But finally, 4 months later, it's settling down and she's not so uncomfortable. So, all this craziness this makes for two crabby, tired parents. I was terrified for school to end and have ALL FOUR at home all summer long. But thankfully, it hasn't been quite as horrific as I thought. Still rough and there are days I'm not sure we're gonna make it. But we've made it to August and we're all still alive. Only 25 more days until school starts :o)
This weekend sort of snuck up on us. It's hard to believe it's been 3 years since Dominic's surgery. My life has been so consumed with the twins the past several months that I sometimes forget what those dark months were like with Dominic. I was watching home videos of him over the past couple days and it seems like a dream. Like another lifetime ago. So much of my time was spent worrying and caring for my sick little boy and now he is this vibrant, happy, hilarious 3 (almost 4) year old. Some days I forget, but most days I thank God for what a miracle he is. We are truly blessed by this amazing little guy who has come so far!
In honor of Dominic's 3 year anniversary of his hemispherectomy surgery and being seizure-free, I had to post the videos I made over the past few years. I haven't made one in a coupe years. I guess I'm probably due for a new one. Total Mom-fail. Unfortunately the amount of free time I have these days is ZERO. So, maybe I'll get around to it in the next few months. Regardless, HAPPY THREE YEARS to our Dominic! We love you, buddy!!




























