Friday Updates

I am feeling better today.

I was able to eat a little gradually throughout the day, and after dinner last night, my stomach finally settled to the point that I was no longer feeling like I was going to lose it at any moment. I am still not up to my full strength yet, and after a couple of days of little food and water, my milk supply has dwindled and I am having to supplement formula, as well as try to drink as much water as possible to build it back up.

I know that I had four kids in four and a half years, but I still can't get over how many people asked if I was pregnant, just because I was puking.

I am not pregnant, people!

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Unfortunately, sweet baby Stellan is back in the hospital. His SVT has returned, and his heart rate has been about 270 bpm. They are giving it through the weekend to see if they can get it under control with medications, but if things have not been controlled by Monday, ti sounds like they are going to be taking some bigger steps in his care. MckMama has not said specifically what they are planning, but they have said in the future doing open heart surgery and putting in a pacemaker. That is extremely risky on a baby this small, and they were hoping to hold off until he was at least four years old.

Please pray for his little heart, and for his family. I cannot imagine the roller coaster they are on right now.

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Today I am going to do the final preparations to get the boys in big boy beds. I'm scared. I have images in my mind of the boys working together to pick up their mattresses and angle them off the front of their dresser to make a slide. Or deciding they want bunk beds, and Ben putting his mattress on top of Grant's while Grant is still on it, and suffocating him.

There are so many dangers that I worry about with these two that was never a concern with Emma. With Emma, we just got that twisty mini-blind cord thingy and it kept the blind cord up and out of the way. Not that she ever would have reached for it anyway, but just in case. The twins would figure out how to break that and have an exposed cord and strange themselves. They might figure out how to smuggle a screwdriver into their beds and take off the childproof outlet cover and shock themselves/each other. They might take all their long sleeved shirts out of their drawers and tie the sleeves together to make an escape line and shimmy out the window to go swimming in the pond late at night. OK, that one might take them a year or so, but I bet they could do it.

After all, I have creative children. And their problem solving skills will serve them well in the future. Even if I go totally grey by next week.

Have a great weekend, and pray for Stellan!