The Tale of Two Preemies: Not Me! Monday

Monday, July 6, 2009

Not Me! Monday

Since last weeks Not Me! Monday was such a hit, I thought I'd try it again.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

I most certainly have not kept my 3 year old bottomless in an attempt to potty train only to have him poop, again, this time on my mother-in-law's front step. But that didn't happen here!

I also did not take a picture of him wearing nothing but a cap and shoes while he went to feed the geese some empty pea pods.

I also did not hear my husband tell the same 3 year old to "sit down and drink your pop!" We most certainly would not let a 3 year old have his own can of pop, even if it was the 4th of July.

We also didn't make him walk all the way around the row of strawberries that we were picking so we didn't have to listen to him ask "What you doing?" every 5 seconds. Nope, not here. I love spending every waking moment answering that question.

Feel free to share your own Not Me! moments in the comments or leave your blog link.

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Cole's Story

Cole was born at 30 weeks 3 days, much to our surprise, in 2006. I went in to the hospital because I wasn't feeling well and was afraid I'd get dehydrated. I ended up being air lifted to a larger hospital where Cole was born 24 hours later. He weighed in at 4 lbs. 2 oz. and was 17" long. He had some developmental delays, mostly due to acid reflux. He also had positional plagiocephaly and was in a remolding helmet for 6 weeks. At 14 months he underwent a cardiac catheter procedure to close his PDA. At 25 months he tripped getting out of his kiddie pool and broke his femur. He was in a cast from his hips to his toes for 4 long weeks. He also broke his shoulder at age 5 1/2. His latest medical drama has been a cyst in his left ear. He's had his adenoids removed and another surgery to remove the cyst. He'll have a second surgery in August. He's been through the ringer, but you'd never know it. He just rolls with the punches. He's 100% farm boy. He wants to know how everything works and why. He loves the farm. Farming is definitely in his blood.

Tate's Story

Tate was born at 34 weeks 2 days in 2008. Since I had a previous premature delivery, I was on high alert for another one. It didn't help. We had ultrasound after ultrasound and everything looked great. Tate, however, was not patient. I was admitted to the hospital with preterm labor. He held off for a couple of days, but was still born early. He weighed 5 and a half pounds and was 19" long. Fortunately he had no problems and was released from the hospital 3 days after he was born. He was born the middle child. He desperately wants to do what his big brother does, but has his own interests and wants Cole do to those with him. He's my trouble-maker, fit-thrower, and snuggle bug.