...where to begin..

Today has been just the worst day ya'll. 

First off let me start off by rewinding to yesterday afternoon. Margot and I were tickling Ada, who was standing next to us, when she (Ada) bent over double with giggles and knocked her head on the leg of a chair nearby. I heard the bump and said "Ouch! That must have hurt baby girl!" I reached to help her up and when she turned to face me there was blood gushing from her head. She was screaming, I grabbed her up and ran for a paper towel. Called Stephen and let him know he needed to get home right away. Was about to Google directions to Wake Med when I thought I better check with the pediatrician to see if they could possibly stitch up the 1/4 inch gash on her forehead (right between her eyes btw). Turns out they could! We all headed for the doctor at 6:30pm and Stephen took Margot to the store to get some milk and other necessaries. Ada and I stayed to get stitched up. The doc on duty decided to use Dermabond instead (sorta like super glue) so as to reduce the appearance of the scar. I had to hold her down with another nurse while they irrigated the wound - gut wrenching. Then it took 4 of us to keep her still while they actually did the .. gluing. Heart breaking. I was a tattered mess when we walked out into the waiting room to find Stephen and very concerned Margot waiting for us. The girls smiled and called/reached out to each other when they caught sight of each other. So sweet. We all headed home chuckling at how un-shocking it was that Ada got the first stitches. 

This morning I was awakened by some pitiful cries. I thought Ada's little cut must have been aching. I went in to give a little comfort and instead found that it was Margot with a nice ripe temp of 102. Oooooo-Kkkkkkk. Call Katie and tell her we can't keep Josie today (unless she is ok with her being exposed to whatever we have). She is a super hero and finds a sub sitter. Done. Margot is acting super sick and uncomfortable - feeling at the end of my rope I called for back-up. Mom to the rescue!!!! Mom took a day off from school and came to rescue us with some good Nana lovin'. I hadn't planned to take Margot to the doctor, but I quickly changed my mind when I noticed her shrieking every time I came near her left ear (plus her temp spiked to 104.5 after I gave her Motrin so..) It was so awesome to have Mom here to play with and snuggle Ada since Margot was listless, not really eating, and did not want to be set down. Mom stayed with Ada while I took Margot to the doctor. Here's where it just goes downhill fast. Dr. Bo confirmed she had an ear infection in her left ear. Wanted to take some blood to make sure she didn't also have a virus thing going on. When he came back into the room I knew something was wrong. He said he was concerned about her white cell count. It was 25.5K. Healthy folks have a count of 6-7K and sick folks have one of 14-16K so you can see why he was concerned. Gotta do some things to rule out other issues. First, does she have flu. They stuck a swab up her nose - that was negative. Next, need to test for a UTI. I had to hold my baby down while they inserted a catheter to get a urine specimen. Horrific. No UTI. Next stop, the hospital to have blood drawn for a blood culture. Sigh. Went to school to pick up Stephen. We both held her hands and legs while they drew blood from her tiny vein. They were wonderful and our tired little bunny was such a champion. After it was over, she snuggled into Stephen's shoulder and we headed back to the doctor to get a high dosage injection of antibiotics to treat whatever is going on until we have the blood culture results. She cried so hard as we held her down.. again..while she got her shot at the office. She was finished. Finally. She collapsed into her father's embrace and fell asleep on his shoulder. Safe at last. 

It has been a long day. We are still on edge. We won't know anything from the culture until at least 48 hrs (or so we have been told). She goes back tomorrow for another shot and Stephen is staying home with us tomorrow. Thank you, Mom for coming to help us today. Thank you, everyone, for your prayers. Please pray that this is just some crazy virus. We have been told that whatever "has ahold of her" is no joke and is super contagious. Please pray we can keep Ada from catching it. That we can stay healthy as well. I hope I can sleep tonight. I am trying really hard not to let my mind go nuts. 

In the kitchen

We spend the evening in the kitchen. Our sweet Ada has a wretchedly horrible diaper rash as a result of 10 days of antibiotics. She could hardly stand to be held or sit in her car seat this morning. We slathered on the diaper cream at nap time but to no avail. Thus we found ourselves spending some naked time gated in the kitchen. Margot got to keep her diaper but forfeited her outfit in case of accidents. 

Stephen put on "The Iron Giant", grabbed our favorite Wheely Bugs and some plastic (easily sterilized) toys and we settled in. Margot is seen here watching Uncle Ricky on Conan. 

I took a 5 minute video of the adorable diaper-less moments, as well as lots of naked baby shots. However since the internet abounds with nasty perverts, these are for family and friends' eyes only. This one seemed ok though. Here is our patient busy  with her Wheely Bee.  

Here's another PG snapshot. I think she really enjoyed being so unencumbered. 

We had one peepee incident and yes.. she did slip in it.. yikes and ewwwwwww all at once. She also did a little poopy but we saw it ... er... emerge and were able to catch it before it landed so.. all in all it went much better that I had expected. It was interesting to see that she does not just peepee a little here and there but went all at once just like a big girl would do. Not sure what this means but I am taking it to mean that her little bladder has grown substantially and I have already started turning my brain towards the potty training days. I like to get a head start. 

We called the pediatrician and got some special cream for her little bottom so hopefully it will be better very soon :( Nothing makes me feel more like a horrible mother than seeing my little girl suffer with diaper rash. Antibiotics.....grrrrrrr. 

Evening

Stephen went to a concert with a friend tonight. Right after he left I started getting a migraine. I took the girls upstairs to play with our milk container blocks until bed time.



Much to my delight, Margot has become extremely attached to her "soft". She won't be a baby much longer.. my heart melts when I see her snuggle her blanket and that pacy bobbing up and down.






Ada was having trouble building the wall she was attempting to construct.. Margot kept putting the blocks back into the block basket.



Someone needs a Mommy snuggle.



Happy to oblige, sweetness.



Another one? Absolutely.



Pretty colors.



Margot bumped her head on ..something... again...






Daddy recently taught us how to "give five"... Ada giving me a high five..



Margot gave more than one..



When you ask the girls "Where is your tummy?" this is their response.



Hatching a block.



Ada changes her point of view.


We were having so much fun I almost forgot what time it was. PJs were donned and each girl grabbed their respective pacys and "softs" and we headed to the rocking chair for a book or two.. or .. eleven.. yes.. we read eleven books tonight. The reading list included the stack of books next to the chair and everything within arms length.

Reading List:

"The Carrot Seed"
"I am a Bunny"
"The Boy With a Drum"
"Corduroy"
"The Snowy Day"
"Big Bagel, Little Bagel"
"Good Night, Gorilla"
"The Cat In The Hat"
"Blue View"
"The Very Happy Hen"
"Mommies Say Shhh!"

It hasn't been that long ago that I couldn't get through one book with these wiggle worms and now.. eleven? I would have loved to have kept going but alas I just couldn't reach anymore without getting up and upsetting our cozy cuddle.

My migraine seemed to hold off with it's full intensity until I finished reading. Now it is steadily getting worse so I'm gonna sign off.. just wanted to share my peaceful evening.

Tough as nails

Today was one of my triplet days. I was cleaning up from lunch when I heard giggling and by the time I peaked around the counter - this is what I saw. Josie and Ada did this all on their own. Margot was cheering them on. Priceless.

Dear Blog

Dear Blog, 

How are you? I am fine. Wow, has it really been over a month since we last spoke. Seems like only yesterday. Well, a lot has happened since we last spoke. Here is a brief list of said happenings (in random order):

- I turned 31 years old

- My older brother turned 42

- My little brother turned 29

- My cousin turned 30  

( amazing how we all have September birthdays huh ... even more amazing.. our combined ages make up a pretty impressive number )

- My sweet uncle was declared cancer free (PTL)

- I found out several of my close friends are expecting

- We took the babies to their first football game of the season

- I started keeping our buddy Josie twice a week (having triplets twice a week is fun!!!)

- I got a new video camera with my birthday cash

- Mom and I had a spa day (courtesy of Dad) complete with full body massage and spa manicure/pedicure... wow.... what a good morning that was..

- The babies are as cute as ever.. they are both walking.. Ada a bit more than Margot at the moment but still.. 

- Both of our sweet girls have been sick with colds/croup/ear/sinus infections for the past 3 weeks.. poor babies..

Well I am sure that more has happened dearest blog, but for now I will leave you with these glimpses into the daily lives of our little ladies. Hope to see you again soon!

XOXO

S.