The Tale of Two Preemies: When It Rains, It Pours

Monday, March 23, 2009

When It Rains, It Pours

Have you ever had one of those days where nothing goes right? Unfortunately, for me it was last night. Tate decided he wasn't going to sleep last night so I was up with him until about 12:30 when I finally drugged him with Ibuprofen. When I finally came down to go to bed I heard some dripping. I discovered water running in over the door. Apparently the wind hit just right and the rain found a way in. Upon discovering that I tripped over a lovely musical toy and set that off. It was not a good night.

Fortunately the day went ok. It was back to school after our nice spring break. After class I managed to get a little nap. Sadly, I think those days are coming to a close. Cole used to nap for 3 hours. Lately, if he naps at all, it's only about an hour and a half, at most. I don't know if it's the weather or what. In one way it's nice because we can spend part of our afternoon outside playing, but on the other hand, I like naps! I did manage a little productivity today. I got all the laundry folded from yesterday. I had the boys clothes folded and in the basket ready to go upstairs. We keep their jammies in a cupboard in the dining room (less trips up and down stairs). I went to put the jammies away, came back and discovered this.

Yes, that's Tate poking his head out from underneath the pile of freshly folded clothes. He wasn't crying. He actually thought it was kind of funny when I started to pull the clothes off of him. Seriously, how do you punish a kid while you are trying not to laugh?

Cole and I also started an ECFE class tonight. It's a separating class, and Cole made it the whole time. They had 2 teachers stay with the kids and a lot of new kids tonight, so he wasn't the only crier. They all made it through. Hopefully he can keep it up.

Other than that, nothing terribly exciting. Tomorrow Juno goes in to get fixed, which means an early morning for me.

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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.