Connor Twins: Almost there!

Hi everyone! Sorry I didn't blog last night. I literally came home, picked up Brady, sat on the couch, and we both fell asleep. We had a great nap until like 4 am. This not blogging thing is getting serious, haha. Or maybe it's the lack of sleep that is getting serious. Either way, here I am, and don't fret, I have pictures.

Patrick
Patrick stressed me the heck out last night. I walked in to his nurse telling me that he did great all day. She said if they had said that he was going to go home soo, she would have said no way. She said that this week, he has made a huge jump, and he that he looked phenomenal today. I was very excited to hear that. She said that he ate very well in the morning, and drank all of his bottles. There was like 60 mls in them, which is a lot for him. She also told us that speech therapy spoke to her, and she told us what to do to feed him better. Awesome. She then switches over to the night nurse, and comes to say good bye before she leaves. The alarms go off. His heart rate drops to 80. Umm, what? She says what was that, and we both sigh. He is so close to leaving, but can't if this crap happens. She says just watch it, and if it happens again, we have to report it. Okay. I start my hands on. Here is where it all goes to downhill. I wake him up, which I hate doing. He always looks so peaceful when he sleeps. I flip him over and change his diaper. His little tush looks great. I do his vitals, and he was a little warm. Not a fever, just running normal lately. Noo biggie. His heart rate drops to 79. OMFG, what are you doing? We move on. The nurse cuts his nipple for his bottle, so that the oatmeal comes out better, and we begin to feed. What a fricken disaster. He had a bottle that holds 60 mls. I would say that he got about 20 mls of it. I noticed he is drooling some of it out. I wipe his face, and he spits some more out. Okay we are down to 25 ml. What? There is no way you drank 25 ms already. Let's try this again. I see him sucking and I see it going away in the bottle. Great, he has it. I pull it out to burp him, and the another 20mls comes pouring out, all over his clean shirt I just put on him. He was storing in his cheeks apparently. WTF? So, I get a new nipple, just in case she cut the hole to big. She did. So we start again with a fresh nipple. He drinks 5 mls. He was over it. He slept through the whole thing. I get up, give him a new shirt, and tell the nurse we need another bottle. We try again, he eats another 5. Now we are both over it. We move on. So, I decide, lets relax, and we will try again later. I sit and rock in in the chair. His monitor goes off again. Okay, No I am getting annoyed. It starts flashing and I see his spo2 rate got o 80, then 89, then 92, then 84. Then, as I am watching it, I hear like an electric shock noise, and the monitor turns black. What the fricken frick!!?? Of course, my nurse is not there, and the other nurses are at the end of the pod. I yell to a nurse that I know, and she comes over. The monitor comes back on and it is saying his heart rate is 274, his spo2 is 60, and basically shit is out of control with alarms screaming. My nurse comes over and checks it out, and the other nurse says check his leads, it's not reading right. We check the leads, reposition them, and it starts reading. Heart rate is fine, spo2 stayed in the 90's for he rest of the night. So, did he really "brady" or was the monitor just bat shit crazy. Either way I was starting to sweat. Everything finally calms down, and he falls asleep. The doctors come over and say soon for his departure, maybe Tuesday. Great, I can't wait to get out of here, all the while sacred to death that he is going to crap the bed when we get home. The joys of parenthood. No sleep from here on out.

I should have just let him sleep

My clean shirt before feeding

My shirt after feeding

Sticking my tongue out at this situation.

Brady
Brady also had a fussy night eating. I want the bottle, but I cry and push it out. No, I want it. No, I don't. Oh these boys! I swear they do the exact same things, and it cracks me up. He has a lot of appointments this week. We are going to be busy. He is eating up to 120-180 mls of formula. What a big boy! He did with his vaccines this weekend, no issues. He has been staying awake more often now. I can't wait to see him and Patrick together.