tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72171595744942223792024-03-05T09:38:44.660-05:00Mother of a Toddler and Triplets Plus ONEThis is a blog about my journey with a 5 year old, 2 3 year old surviving triplets born 12 weeks to early from Twin to Twin Transfusion and now are newest blessing baby Hannah. This is my life after the loss of a child while I cope with a child with spastic quadriplegic cerebral palsy.
Rest in peace Sweet boy, Logan Christopher Gunter 7/18/09-01/30/10Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger330125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-73839069089546074712019-01-30T10:07:00.000-05:002019-01-30T10:07:04.072-05:009 yearsToday marks 9 years since I made the choice to let you go by turning your ventilator off. It's been really hard on my heart and mind lately. I've struggled with guilt that maybe I made the wrong decision. All the what ifs I can never answer. I've grieved harder than I have in years. My anxiety has been out of control and the depression has moved in. I love you. Your dad and I are headed to deliver the baby bags we do in your memory every year to Oh My Baby. We have 16 this year. 15 in the back of the van and 1 our friend Elisa is bringing in memory of her angel baby Avery. This afternoon your brothers, sisters, daddy, and me will bring new flowers to your grave and do something special thinking about you.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-24116992583030706722018-01-30T04:52:00.002-05:002018-01-30T04:52:56.424-05:008 years laterRemembering Logan is always the hardest post I write every year. Another year has come and gone without a piece of my heart. Today is the 8 year anniversary of Logan's death. Nothing makes talking about death easy, especially a child's death. As his mother I choose to speak about him openly. I chose years ago not to spend the entire day dwelling on the sadness this day brings that never quite goes away. Though as I write this post I can't stop the tears from falling. As a family we spend the day celebrating his life along side of mourning his death.<br />
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Remembering the short time we had with him is important to me. Jack and I spend this day together every year. It is more important to me than any birthday or anniversary.<br />
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8 years later I still remember almost every detail of 6 months and 12 days his heart beat. As a coping mechanism I tend to block out things in my life that have caused me any kind of trauma or anxiety. Sometimes I have to stop and just look at his pictures and the few clips of videos I have of him just to draw me back in. Remembering his face. Remembering his little temper. Remembering how long and hard he fought to live. He never gave up. Choosing to turn his ventilator off to spare him from suffering anymore is something I still struggle with and live with daily. I've cried a river of tears. My guilt will always be there in making that decision for him.<br />
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The triplets premature birth, Jacob's brain injury diagnoses, then Logan's death all happening within 6 months goes without saying was the worst time in mine and Jack's lives. Many relationship can't make it through that kind of loss. Jack and I by far have had our moments but reflecting back over 8 years our family is stronger. We are incredibly blessed. We were blessed to have Logan even for a short time. I still see Logan every day in Jacob's eyes. It's a reminder of the connection they share. They both had the deepest brown most innocent eyes that melt your heart. Jacob is still winning over all the ladies with those eyes. 😁<br />
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I'm all over the place. It's past 4am. Ive been writing this post between tears for over an hour. My reflecting is my time to remember. To cry without an audience and to just let my emotions flow. I'm okay. We are okay. I'm looking forward to spending the day with my husband. I'm looking forward to holding and loving on baby Jackson today who happens to be 4 days older than Logan was when he passed. I'm thanking God for my healthy children. I'm looking forward to spending the afternoon with my children and going out to dinner to celebrate Logan's life. I'm looking forward to dropping off all the baby bags to Gwen who runs Oh My Baby. My goal is a bag for every year he has been gone. This year instead of 8 bag I have 10 bags AND a $150 donation from a sweet friend that will make an 11th bag. Thank you to my sisters Patricia and Sarah who I pestered endlessly until they bought stuff off my Amazon registry. Thank you Beth. Thank you to all of the generous people from my feeding tube backpack page that truly helped me reach and surpass my goal. Between the monetary donation and the items bought for the bags that's roughly $1650 we raised in about 30 days.<br />
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Creating these bags is a major outlet for me every year. 11 babies will benefit from Logan's love this year. 💓<br />
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<span style="text-align: start;">Because I've failed to keep up with the blog Jackson Gunter was born on July 14th. He is 6.5 months old. Perfectly healthy and is ruling the house. 💓</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-82819596410892913322017-01-29T18:18:00.000-05:002017-01-30T06:23:25.849-05:007 years later...I can't believe it has been a year since I have written in this space. Today marks the 7 year anniversary of Logan's passing. It is always a day full of emotions both happy and sad. This dsy brings up a lot of raw hurt and emotions that I've spent years suppressing and overcoming. It can be written and said a million times but it is so true, you never get over the loss of a child. You learn how to live with it.<br />
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Logan's memory and his name all these years later is often said in our home. He is acknowledged and fully loved as part of our family. His place in our home and our hearts can never be filled. Even his little sister Hannah knows who he is and loves him. She talks about him all the time. She is 4 and doesn't fully understand why baby Logan can't come back. I was collecting baby donations for Oh My Baby all this month. Hannah kept asking questions and why we are giving all this stuff away. I tell her we donate these items in Logan's memory. I tried to explain that it makes mommy and and daddy feel good on such a sad day to focus on something positive and happy by helping others. Hannah burst into tears. She tells me through sobs and tears falling down her face..,"but Mommy I don't want to give Logan's memory away. I want to keep it. He lives in my heart and I love him." Oh my how hard it was to explain this concept to a 4 year old. I love her innocents and compassion.<br />
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I also wanted to announce to those who still follow this blog. We are expecting our 6th child in late July. The kids are especially very excited about it.<br />
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Our goal this year was 7 completed baby bags (they have a list of what each bag needs to have) to donate today. We had a very good response from our friends this year and actually collected enough items for 8 bags!! We also have some extra diapers to donate as well. We look forward to dropping these bags off tomorrow. We have 4 boy and 4 girl bags. I hope these bags are a blessing to others.</div>
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Today marks another year we have lived without you. When I think of you, the sorrow that once consumed me is not what it used to be. It will never completely go away I'm sure and I don't want it to. Sometimes I need it to be there to remember. I need that pain it is part of me. Remembering those wonderful, yet agonizing painful moments you were with us help me feel close to you still. I will always carry you in my heart and my arms will always long to hold you again no matter how many years pass by. Even though you would have been 7 this year and I watch your brothers grow and grow, I can't even imagine you as a 7 year old boy. You will forever be my baby.<br />
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Today we celebrate your life. We will fill today with happy memories and family time together. We will deliver 6 bags to Oh My Baby in your honor to help 6 precious babies and their mothers that are in need. I really enjoy doing this every year. It gives me something good to look forward to. 5 of these bags were donated to me to give. I love this organization and what their mission is. I love that I can do this to honor your life every year and that we will have a bag for every year you have been gone.<br />
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I am thankful to God for every moment I had with you. I am blessed to be your mother and I am blessed to share your story with others to keep your legacy alive. You touched hundreds of lives while you were with us. Your strong spirt and will to live was unwaiving. You will always be the bravest person I know. Your dad and I will always be your biggest fans. I will probably always carry the guilt of letting you go and feeling like I failed you. I know in my heart though letting you go when we did was not only the most painful decision of my life, but the best one for you. I know without a doubt you would have continued to fight and suffer as you already had for 6 months and 12 days and ultimately God would have called you home anyway.<br />
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I like to think a piece of you is with me, your dad, and your siblings. Each one of us talk about you and love you as if you were still physically here. Even Hannah knows your face and understands who you are. She tells me everytime she sees your picture that you are her brother and she loves you.<br />
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I will love you forever baby boy.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-91099014051361359852015-05-27T14:58:00.001-04:002015-05-27T14:58:41.418-04:00Jacob lost his 2nd tooth todayJacob lost his 1st tooth about 2 weeks ago. We didn't discover it until we were at speech therapy. The therapist says "When did Jacob loose a tooth?" My response was "Jacob is missing a tooth?" I had just brushed his teeth the night before and it wastill there. I didn't even notice it was loose. We are in his mouth all the time for brushing oral stimulation for feedin therapy, and during feeds of course. We noticed the next day his other bottom tooth was loose and both front teeth. A few days ago we seen 1 of his adult teeth growing in. I was playing with his tooth this morning trying to get it out...I dropped him off at school and told them it was really loose and be was trying to use his tongue to get at it. Apparently with the help of 1 of his classroom aids Destiny he finally got that 2nd tooth out. My babies are growing to fast.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-316141795870833102015-05-06T19:26:00.002-04:002015-05-06T19:26:59.714-04:00Meet StanThis past Saturday we went to our local animal shelter and adopted a dog. He got to come home today. The kids are thrilled. He is a very well manored dog. He didn't even bark at the cat. On the other hand the cat is pissed and she has been hiding since we brought Stan home.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-6809169620358989472015-04-20T15:29:00.000-04:002015-04-20T15:29:59.375-04:00walking for our boys this Saturday.We are walking for the 3rd year in a row for March for Dimes this Saturday. I so excited.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-71052937255308894202015-04-11T22:05:00.001-04:002015-04-11T22:05:41.553-04:00HAPPY EASTER<p dir="ltr">We went to Pensacola, FL over Easter Weekend. We switched vehicles with my dad. We needed a bigger 2nd vehicle and he liked my car. I have a vehicle with a hitch now that I can put a wheelchair ramp on for Jacob! Yay! Everyone is doing well. It is most birthday season. Hannah will be 3 in a few weeks. I can't believe it is almost time for summer vacation. We are waiting for Jacob to trial eye gaze technology. Ava had all A's on her last interim report. Andrew and Jacob are about to have their exit meetings that will prepare us for them to go to kindergarten next year. </p>
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That means it has been 5 years 6 months and 12 days since the moment mine and my husband's lives changed for forever when I gave birth to my boys at 28 weeks. I never imagined January 2009 a pregnancy resulting in spontaneous triplets would ever happen to me. I never imagined that I would have identical twins or develop any kind of rare pregnancy related condition such as twin to twin transfusion. I never imagined that I would be the parent of not 1 but 3 special needs children. I never imagined that 5 years ago today I would loose a piece of my heart.<br />
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To all the other grieving parents out there rather it has been a day or years. I am walking proof that the storm clouds do part and the light shines through again. The pain and disbelief of child loss never goes away. Over time I have become numb to most of it. I try not to think about what I should have done different. "What if I would have never made the decision to turn the ventilator off?" and many other doubts that come across my mind over the years. 5 years later his memory has faded to some. The attention and interest that came with speaking his name and talking about him is gone. The out pours of compassion and sympathy from friends and family has gone as well. Sometimes I feel ashamed for even mentioning him to friends and family. No one wants to talk about him. Child loss is such a taboo topic to so many.<br />
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When I do bring his memory up, I don't talk about Logan to draw up sympathy. I talk about him because I love him. I am proud to have been his mother. I am proud of every moment he fought to stay with us. I miss him everyday. I still have a deep gratitude and love for every single person who took care of Logan in the NICU. To every person who was there to lend a hand to hold our family up. For all miracles small and large that occurred in our lives during 2009 and 2010. Even though the months before and after the boys were born and the months after Logan's death were some of the hardest moments in my life, they were also by far the most spiritual. Even though my desperate prayers to God pleading for his lungs to heal were not answered in the ways I willed them to be at the same time so much love and comfort surrounded us and lifted our family. I can't even bring myself to look at old blog posts regarding the triplets birth and the 6 1/2 months of posts updating his status. I fear they will bring up emotions I have spent 5 years suppressing down deep. Timehop on facebook is horrible. I had to uninstall the app as it started showing posts regarding Logan. I don't want to be sad anymore.<br />
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I made a choice not to dwell on all the things I feel so unjustly happened to my family (well most days). I have let go and forgiven God for not sparing all 3 of my sons from being whole. I forgive the hospital staff, nurses, and doctors who could have done things differently. After all it is 'God's will' as I have heard more times than I could count. Most importantly I have forgiven myself and let go of most of the guilt I feel for feeling that I gave up on him and feeling that I did not advocate for to the best of my ability.<br />
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The 5 years after his death haven't stopped the heart ache completely and stress in my family. Logan dying didn't end the endless days in doctors offices and therapy appointments my husband and I deal with on a weekly bases with Jacob and Andrew. These are all things that come along with premature babies that unfortunately didn't come away from their early births unscathed. I wake up everyday excepting things for what they are with the understanding I can't change the past and what choices and events have already happened. I live in the moment. I struggle. I still grieve not only for Logan but for Jacob and Andrew as well. The grief is not the raw powerful emotion it once was. It is more of a mental tantrum of 'Why me? Why them?'. I still struggle spiritually. I still struggle with prayer for healing. I haven't come back to the place I once was where I felt God's presence all around me.<br />
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Today I choose not to mourn and cry (I may get a little drunk...just saying) but I celebrate the days I had with him. I celebrate his existence. I will take my donation bags of baby items to my favorite not for profit in his honor. I will enjoy a lunch out with my husband and a family dinner tonight. I will put new flowers on his grave and share the memory of my son with anyone willing to read or listen.<br />
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Thank you to everyone who has been along for the ride and continued to pray and follow my family's updates. Thank you to everyone who cares about my children and show interest in their well being.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This year's donation to a local organization called Oh My Baby that donates bags of newborn necessities to new mothers in need before they bring their baby home from the hospital.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love this quote. I have a longer version of this same quote on the wall in the boys room.</td></tr>
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I spent some time this week going through all the photos I have of Logan just looking for some that I haven't shared a million times. Well some I have, but those are just my favorites.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is my absolute favorite moment with him. It was about 3 days after he had the trach placed maybe less...but it was the 1st time I seen him grasp an object in his hand much less wave it around as if he was playing with it. I was so tickled by his little accomplishment and proud of him. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was the 1st time Logan was taken off the vent and off Cpap. It didn't last very long but it was still wonderful to see him like this when I walked into the NICU that day. Shortly after this photo was taken he tested positive for RSV and his little life got so much harder. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the many time before the trach they tried to extubate him and put him on CPap. This was taken right after they pulled the tube before they placed the CPap mask on his face.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture reminds me how much Logan and Jacob act alike. Logan wanted nothing but to watch his mobile. This was taken before the bird mobile he loved so much. He didn't want nothing to do with us most of the time. He just threw a fit until the mobile started moving and the music came on. Jacob does the same thing to this day with his Mickey Mouse club house. Throwing fits when it is not his favorite episode or when the channel is changed. I like to think that they would both have the same love for Mickey.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The day I brought Andrew and Jacob home. I had no doubt at that time that Logan would join them eventually.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was taken the 1st time Logan got really really sick. This time he pulled though. This was just days before the trach was placed.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was the 1st time daddy got to hold Logan. I remember his tube accidentally came out of place during all the movement of putting him back in his bed and he had to be reintubated. Jack was so upset, but look at how proud he looks getting to hold his son. A memory caught that we will cherish forever.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the few pictures of his eyes open and looking around. Logan and Jacob share the same deep brown eyes that melt my heart.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taken days before he got really sick and almost died the 1st time. Just showing us what a strong willed little boy he was.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The 1st time I got to hold him when he was not intubated.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack called the Cpap mask his scubba diving mask. Andrew sported the same style for a good month.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holding my baby the day I made the hardest decision of my life to let him go. We were waiting for my sister to get there with my other babies before we moved to a room to spend our last moments with him.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack getting to hold his son before we let him go.</td></tr>
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I love you forever sweet baby boy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-56131401818183424912014-07-18T11:53:00.002-04:002014-07-18T11:53:15.545-04:00Happy 5th Birthday to my Triplets<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-61101240201741583502014-06-10T22:29:00.001-04:002014-06-10T22:29:59.757-04:00It's Birthday time 2 down 1 to goSo far we have had Hannah's Birthday in May she is 2 now. We had a small celebration and a park visit on her actual birthday and a small party at home the Saturday after her birthday. She had her 2 year old check up on her birthday as well. 24 lbs. Healthy girl and developing normal.<br />
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Ms. Ava is 7 last week. Her birthday is also the 1st day of summer vacation for us as well. I took her to her favorite restaurant, Olive Garden, on her birthday and the Saturday after her birthday we had her party at the skating ring. She loved it.<br />
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Today we went to Legoland. Had a great time with the family on our annual trip. Definitely better this year than last year.<br />
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The boys birthday is just over a month away. Not sure what we will do yet, but definitely think we will do minion theme. Andrew wants a fart gun.<br />
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Even though the boys will be 5 when school starts we made the decision to leave them in preschool again for next year. Andrew is still not ready. He is very immature and has a lot of behavior problems still. He was diagnosed with autism a few months ago and receives physical, occupational, and speech therapy outpatient to work on his issues to help prepare him for school when he is 6. He still can not grasp a pencil, color, or wite age appropriately. This really concerns me and wad my deciding factor on leaving him in the special needs preschool with Jacob another year.<br />
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Jacob got a new stander and had his wheelchair growth adjusted recently. He received the same type therapies as Andrew. We will be working more on communication skills with him in the near future than feeding therapy like we have been. We have been doing intensive feeding therapy since August and have seen improvements in decreasing his oral aversion and allowing people to touch his face, but he still doesn't want to put food in his mouth and swallow it. We are not giving up, but moving forward with other skills and evaluation on skills we think he can achieve.<br />
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Ava made leaps and bounds at school this year. I home schooled her the 1st 9 weeks. She started public school on October 4th. She left kindergarten behind and the point of home schooling was to to help her catch up but she didn't want to listen or learn from me. So when starting school she was still very behind where they wanted her. She made A's and B's in almost everything all year except reading she made C's Toward the year her writing grades slipped go C's as well. Even though she passed the testing to move onto 2nd grade and technically had the grades to move forward. The last 9 weeks she stopped trying and her grades on her papers were bad, well most were even with extra help. Her teacher told me she thought she should repeat 1st grade so she could catch up and stop struggling. After a lot of anguish and meetings with teacher, Ava actually decided (I would have made the final say so anyway) she wanted to repeat 1st grade and not move on with her friends. I was really worried she would be upset about being held back, but I think she is afraid to move on and she loves her teacher who she will stay with next year. Anyways, I think this will be good for her. Technically since she was barely 5 last year she didn't have to go to kindergarten last year and if anything she probably should have been repeating kindergarten this year....but I told her this year was "practice" 1st grade and next year us for real and she has to take it very seriously and that there is no more practice grades...she seemed to accept that.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-6990881615971179562014-04-20T09:33:00.001-04:002014-04-20T09:36:36.963-04:00Ava lost her 2nd baby tooth this monthOn 4/17 once again while at school she wiggled out her 2nd tooth. They gave her another little case for her tooth. Unfortunately while at lunch she lost the tooth from its case and never found it. The tooth fairy still came and let her know on another tiny note that they were able to go to the cafeteria and find the tooth and brought her another $1. This time the note and $1 had glitter all over it. She was very excited.<br />
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1st tooth lost 4/4/14<br />
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Today she came home from school with a little container shaped like a tooth because she lost her 1st little tooth in class. ♡</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-67960090647868307042014-02-28T10:42:00.002-05:002014-02-28T10:42:45.288-05:00Cross posted from Jacob's blog Casts and Phenol and more updates State Fair PicturesIt has been over a year and a 1/2 since Jacob received his last round of botox and phenol injections together. The hospital we had it done at could not longer have the phenol compounded. In December his physcial medicine doctor moved out of state so we had to find a new doctor. He received his last botox by his old doctor on September 26. The botox alone never seems to do the job anymore. A new hospital opened up in Orlando, Nemours, so we decided to try them out. We started seeing the physical medicine doctor there in October. Our old doctor wasn't to into bracing and understood Jacob's intolerance to oral medications for his plasticity. Everything you give him puts him to sleep for 18 plus hours a day. Without the help of phenol his legs have become more spastic, stronger, and started to scissor again no matter what I was doing to prevent it. His legs are so strong he fought night splints to the point of either getting them off or making them cut into his legs. We went though several different types from off the shelf to custom made.<br />
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The new doctor wasn't a big fan of jumping into phenol and botox together. I was elated to find out they were capable of doing it at this new hospital though. She wanted us to try dantrolene orally 1st. She thought it may cause less side effects than baclofen. Currently he was only taking 10mg at night time because any daytime dose would knock him out for the day. I wasn't very happy about trying this new medication because it came with a risk of liver issues. He even had to have blood work prior to starting it. Then there was a fight with insurance to pay for it and a pharmacy to compound it. After a few months of trying to get this medication 1. It didn't near nothing for his tone. 2. He slept worse than he did on the baclofen. He barely work up for 2 days and we had not even tit-rated to the full dose yet. I email them back asking to please go forward with what I know works. We are going into the time frame that we can do injections since you have to wait 4-5 months from the last dose to do it again. About 3 weeks ago we took him into the hospital and the doctor did phenol in 2 different areas of his legs and botox to his arms and hands. I was very surprised at how well the botox worked in his hands. I have never seen it work that well without phenol. I didn't want phenol in his arms this time because it makes them to weak. On his legs come apart nicely, but unfortunately his hamstings are still tight even after the phenol. In the past he had botox in his legs as well and maybe that is why we did not have the same good results this time. He had the start of a contracture behind his knees because he likes to keep them bent even when sleeping which like I mentioned before he has never tolerated night splinting. So she wanted to do casts on his legs for 2 weeks. I was worried about this because I know how very sensitive his skin is and how easily even his braces that come on and off and cause him issues. I was reassured by the Ortho techs that they do this all the time and they take them off every week, how well they are padded etc. I let them put the casts on thinking it is in his best interest. I don't want the contracture behind his knee to get worse. </div>
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So the casts are on both legs from toes all the way up to the top of his thighs. I'm freaking out at the loss of control to take these things off when he is crying. I really haven't allowed myself to think this though I don't think. I take him home and withing 2 hours of the casts being on he is fighting them mad as hell. I literally have to carry him around and hold him the rest of the day that day (Friday) for him not to cry. He slept on top of me all night. If he felt me move him and take my hands off of him he started crying. I did start giving him a morning dose of baclofen (it is prescribed at night and PRN every 6 hours as needed) to help him not fight the casts. I had also given him extra valium (also prescribed the same as baclofen) I had even given him a few doses of the course of 3 days of ibuprofen thinking it would help with anything muscle pain (Ill get to why that is important in a minute) Sunday I really started freaking out about not being able to see his heals. He has never ever had a pressure sore, but I know in his DAFOS (which of course are only worn with socks) the way he braces and pushes down he can make his heals red so I am worried about what these are doing because I know he is doing everything he can to try and push out of these. I considered going to the ER and having them cut cast windows into the heal part of the casts to ease my concerns and talked myself out of it. Thinking I know how much padding was between the hard part of the casts and his foot plus I didn't know if they would even do it just because I wanted them to. At this point by Saturday afternoon and Sunday he was back to his happy giggly self only crying when he needed his legs repositioned. He went to school and therapy on Monday and seemed fine, but Monday night he cried a lot but stopped everytime I changed his postion. I sent him to school on Tuesday. A this point I had already made arrangements to have the casts cut off on Thursday and made the decision that I was not putting him or myself though a 2nd week of this. I can't stand not being able to see his skin. The school calls me a few hours into the day saying he as crying after his feed and they vented his tube and got a copious amount of rust colored fluid back that appeared to be blood. I called his GI, Nemours (he had started a new drooling patch and I wanted to make sure that it was not a side effect I didn't know of) and his pediatrician waiting on someone to call me back before I took him to the ER. I pick him up and arrange baby sitting for the rest of the kids and I am about to head toward Arnold Palmer in Orlando when Nemours finally calls back. She suggests that I go ahead and bring him in to have the casts cut off and they can test the fluid for blood and call our GI and see what they say. I told her I was upset because I thought he was crying over casts and never thought to vent his tube and that I just wanted them off. So I head to Nemours. They are waiting on me to get there (I really do love the nurse there!!) They cut the casts off and the 1st thing Jacob dose is bend his knees up to his chest and laugh like he just won. As we start dealing with the GI issues and figuring out why he would have blood in his stomach the nurse asked if I had given any ibuprofen. As a nurse myself I should have realized, but it didn't cross my mind, I had given him a total of 3 doses of Motrin since Friday the last being Monday morning and this was Tuesday afternoon though. After discussing the GI I was told to just watch him and not given anymore Motrin. He has been fine since on the GI issues...back to the legs. </div>
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The more we sat there waiting on GI stuff the more color Jacob showed in his legs. I was watching his left foot mainly because I noticed his heal looked like it had a white area at the back of it.It seemed to blanch okay though. Then shortly before leaving I looked at his right heal again and OMG how did I miss this he had a nickle size purple area to the back of his heal from the cast. (the right leg is the stronger of the legs and the 1 we have to most issues with) I am so upset at this point. I feel so guilty for letting them put the casts on and not listening to my own intuition on Sunday about having the heals of the cast cut out. I can tell they feel bad as well. We make a plan on how to deal with it. I try not to cry. As of right now the heals are not looking as bad as they did on Tuesday. Today is Friday. They were afraid the right one may open and so far it has not. They look like blisters but have not raised. We are keeping him in keep immobilizers as much as possible and keep is heals elevated off all surfaces. She said no weight bearing either. We go back on Tuesday March 4th for her to reevaluate his heals. He is defiantly happier without the casts and is tolerating the knee immobilizers fine.<br />
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I ordered Jacob a bigger special tomato chair as well. We went up from as size 2 to a size 3. The size 2 still fits, but is much easier to get him in and out of the 3. I also wanted to 2 anyway so I can use 1 in his new stroller Advance Mobility Liberty. It fits well. It is nice having 2 so I don't have to constantly move them back and forth to. I have 1 that I can keep in the car for when we go out places. I really love the speical tomato. The straps they built into it are very handy. We use it in the back of shopping carts, the front of some shopping carts like the 1 that are cars, it fits inside like an insert in the special needs swings at the park so he does not bang around in it. On a few ghetto occasions even though this is probably not 1005 safe we have even rigged the seat to a standard swing at the park so he can swing to when they have no special swings. It fits in his stroller for better support and it comes out so he can sit in chairs at restaurants or friends houses. They way he arches and thrusts. It is important that he has something that can stop him from bucking out of things. Still 1 of my very favorite things I have every bought him and I am very happy to have 2 now.</div>
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Another thing we have been looking for is a new carseat for him that didn't push his legs so far forward that he was able to kick the back of our seats. His previous 2 carseats Britax Frontier and Graco My Ride 65 (Loved the My Ride) were good but the recline on them made it to where his feet were at the perfect height to get stuck in the pocket on the back of the seat of our van. Without making the driver uncomfortable and sitting 2 close to the wheel there was no way to fix this. While at Nemours a few months ago back when we 1st started going we were having a wheel chair adjustment and he was being fitted for a new Rifton stander that we are trying to get we discussed carseat options. They told me about a program called Safe Kids where I can get a discount carseat that may work for him. ($100) It is not a special needs carseat but I figured wer would try it. It is a Diono Radian R120. I had another special needs mom recommend it to me as well and for $100 bucks I decided why not. They normally retail $250. I had actually owned 2 of these type carseats before when they were called Sunshine Kids but ended up getting rid of them (silly me) They are good for 10 years!</div>
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Daddy let the cow eat her hand.</div>
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This was Jacob's favorite animal he seen. Then the sheep he was staring down.</div>
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Ava milking the cow.</div>
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Andrew enjoyed this, but didn't milk the cow.</div>
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We updated the kids equipment in the backyard and put together a new swing set this past weekend and the weekend before that we put together the new trampoline. Now they have a trampoline inside and outside again.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-11714863864281506592014-02-02T21:52:00.003-05:002014-02-02T21:52:51.636-05:00Merry Christmas and Happy New Years...and now it is February! Okay I have been writing this for about a month now and never seemed to get this post finished...it is February now so maybe I will finally get this posted. Children keep me busy and not much time to sit down and actually write. I had to hide in the room to finish Logan's post the other day.<br />
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Figured it was about time for an update. Never thought I would be one to go months at a time without writing anything. Truth is our lives are pretty boring and nothing interesting happens to often. I'm not going to read back where I left off last so lets just talk about what has been happening lately why don't we?<br />
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Lets start with Jacob. Recently he had a new swallow study done after doing intensive speech/feeding therapy to determine if he can have "tastes" of food safely for now while we continue to work on decreasing his oral aversion. Happy to say he passed! The down side to all this is that he has has started drooling. A LOT! He has been drooling so much he chocks on his secretions. We started him back on Robinal. He took this when he used to be able to eat before, but hasn't been on it in almost 2 years, he still drool, but it helps.<br />
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We also had to switch to a new physical medicine doctor since his previous doctor is moving out of state. We are started him on a new medication called dantrolene for a few weeks to help with his tone, but it didn't do much besides put him in a sleep coma so we stopped it.. His legs are getting pretty tight again. He fights all braces we put on him to help stretch his legs. We are scheduled for a round of phenol and botox on March 11th. He has also been fitted for new hand splints, knee splits and we are going through insurance for a new stander since he is out growing his old one, and new parts for his wheel chair.<br />
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This is the best news yet...I'm not really sure what has prompted the change, but we started out patient physical therapy, occupational therapy, and the speech therapy in August. My biggest concern outside of the obvious issues of hand control, feeding, and physical control in general was his inability (or unwillingness) to stay awake and partake in any kind of activity that did not involve him sitting in front of a TV or Mickey Mouse Club House being on. Over the course of the past few months, not only has he been AWAKE during therapy, he has done so without any TV or music being on and showed some level of alertness to what is going on around him. He follows a few commands (mainly when he feels like it) and laughs and giggles. It started out with me having to have Mickey Mouse on in the van to keep him awake to get the therapy before school and then he would crash at school and sleep all day. Now he can be listening or watching anything in the van and stay awake, make it all the way through therapy, and recently the school has reported he is not taking naps at school and is showing the same level or alertness and craving attention. I am loving it, and hoping this continues to evolve into him showing higher cognitive function when it comes to prompting him to do something like switch toys, yes and no questions, etc. I truly believe he has the ability, he just has to channel it.<br />
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Now I will move on to Andrew. He also started therapy in August/September for his Sensory and Speech issues. I have not seen the improvements I have hoped for. If anything the therapy center is giving him the sensory stimulation he is craving and it is making his behaviors worse when he can't have it all the time. I notice his behavior is worse after we leave therapy. He is showing some improvement in hand strength and his ability to draw some shapes. Which brings me to my next point. As I mentioned before I know there is something going on with him and he needed help and everyone is brushing it off. We finally got the help we were looking for a B.S. diagnoses of Disruptive Behavior Disorder and just some umbrella diagnoses of Sensory Integration Disorder and Developmental Delay. I decided he needed a 2nd option (not sure it will help anything except maybe insurance claims) so I have been working on trying to get him into see a neurologist for a few months now and FINALLY got an appointment for January 9th. *update* We seen the neurologist and and she diagnosed him with PDD-NOS (<span style="background-color: white; color: #404040; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15.600000381469727px;">Pervasive developmental disorder) This is an autism spectrum disorder. She also diagnosed his hypotonia. He has since started physcial therapy twice a week since I started this post and is waiting for a CT scan to check the white matter of his brain. The boys</span> will be FIVE in July...that means he is suppose to start KINDERGAREN this fall. I am not sure Andrew can function in a normal classroom at this point unless some major maturing happens between now and then. I have to spoon feed this child like an infant to actually get him to eat something besides bread or pediasure.<br />
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Andrew struggles to hold a pencil/crayon in his hand correctly and make it form any sort of shape. He can not color a picture without gripping the crayon in his fist and just scribbles all over the paper. They have been working with him on cutting out shapes on paper and pointed out he does not understand the safety part of it and will continue to cut right on to his fingers where he is holding the paper (yes he has cut his fingers to the point of bleeding more than once) He randomly falls when walking due to his low tone issues, he continues to want to "W" sit no matter how many time I correct him. He even jumps on the trampoline like this with his legs bent in a W shape. I worry about his ability to keep up with the class due to these fine motor issues he has. Ava was expected not only to write in kindergarten, but form sentences. On the other hand, he probably knows more than his sister did starting school. He has mastered, his colors, and shapes by sight, he recognizes most of the letters of the alphabet, but can't sing the alphabet. He can count to 20. He also has a major tablet addiction. We bought him a Kindle Fire last Christmas and it is still his favorite thing. It does amaze me how they figure out how to navigate and play the games though without being showen or told.<br />
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I home schooled Ava from August until the 2nd week of October. At that point there were a few concerns that made me feel uncomfortable with my decision to keep her home with me. 1 was the curriculum we were using. It was 1 that was given to me by the state and she was still considered a "public school student" but the work even going into October was mostly stuff she had learned in kindergarten and was all mainly review, while some of her friends who were at the school she left were doing things far more advanced than we were. For example Ava's spelling words were cat, dog, led, met etc while the same week at the public school they were bread, spread, shed, could etc. Same thing with math just seemed like the curriculum was moving to slow, yet at the same time it was taking us FOREVER to get through the day some days because I couldn't get Ava to pay attention. She just constantly asked me if we were done barely an hour into the day. There were typically 4 subjects that were suppose to an hour each and sometime we would spend almost 2 hours on our language arts because she whined and complained about me making her read. There was lots of crying, yelling, whining, and tears shed by both of us, and it was just not a good learning environment. I cried like a baby in the guidance councilor's office and expressed my concerns for while I kept her home in the 1st place. They ended up putting her in a class with the best teacher. I absolutely love her and she really seems to like Ava. She is also in a tier 2 program where several times a day when the other kids are getting busy work when the teacher is doing small groups or 1 on 1 she goes to another area with a few other kids who are struggling and get more help. Considering She was thrown into school and they were weeks ahead of her I am very happy with how far she has come and so is the teacher. Her interim report right before Christmas showed her having 2 C, 1 A, and 3 B's if I remember correctly. 1 of the C's was a low C, but there were only 2 grades in that subject 1 was good, 1 was bad, and 1 of her B was 1 point from being a C. She had 2 weeks worth of grades following that report and nearly everything she brought home was an A or a B so I expect to see better grades if this continues on her actual report card. *update* Ava just got her 2nd 9 weeks report card in the academic areas she had C's in reading and writing and B's in everything else. I paid for the full version of spellingcity.com to help with her spelling test since she can play games on her tablet and for the past 2 weeks she has brought home 100s in both her math and spelling (also upgraded the paid version of a math game on the tablet). I have a parent/teacher conference next week to discuss how to progress the rest of the year. I have hopes that I can have her go onto 2nd grade, but worry she will continue to struggle. She is definitely behind in reading.<br />
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Hannah is a wild child. She isn't even 2 yet and has by far exceeded what I would expect from the "terrible twos". I bought a trampoline and put it in my living room in an attempt to get her to stop jumping on me all day. The plus side it also helps with Andrew's sensory issues to. No living room should every be without a trampoline! **writing 2/2 now**She will be 21 months in a few days. I was really worried about her speech, but she has finally started putting 2 words together and saying new words in general. She climbs out of her crib almost daily now. She enjoys taking all her cloths and diapers off when ever she can get away with it. She is definitely a mama's girl. She completes our family and I am enjoying being able to stay home with her.<br />
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Jack got a promotion at his job. He is a detective now. The hours in general are better for our family. He is home every night and weekend now and off holidays. I get to stay home and do all the doctor and therapy appointments on my own. To fill my time I coupon and make boutique bows for fun and sell them on the side. Life is going by crazy fast, but has settled down to a routine. We do 1 to 1 1/2 hours of therapy starting at 8am every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for both boys. The boys and Ava are in school during the week. After therapy it is just Hannah and me for a few hours. I use this time to get my shopping and errands done. I have also started trying my hand with a friend in converting/making feeding tube backpacks (still experimenting with this) Afternoon I have the kids on my own until Jack gets home then dinner and bed time. Our weekends are usually full of whatever fun things we can afford.<br />
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Jack and I have been working on weight loss for 4-5 months now with our primary doctor with his weight loss program. We are both down about 50lbs now and have quit a bit to go. I have tried to incorporate long walks and outside fun things on the weekends and make sure I get my exercise in during the day before the children get home from school. Right now Jack and I are watching the Super Bowl and it is 1/2 time. (we recorded it so we are about an hour behind everyone else lol)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took both these photos 5 years apart on new years eve. The point was to show how much fatter I got after the triplets and as a point to show my weight loss. The one on the left was new years eve before the triplets were conceived. The on on the right was me (slightly drunk shh) about 25lbs less than I was 5 years ago and continuing to loose. This years goal is to double my weight loss and loose 100lbs this year. I was wearing a size 28/30 pants 5 years ago and up until a few months ago flucuating between 26/30 Today I can fit 24 comfortably and can squeeze those 22 on lol (I haven't wore anything smaller than a 26 since 10th grade or so what year would that have been???2000ish</td></tr>
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Logan,<br />
4 years already? 4 years ago your dad and I made the hardest decision of our lives to let you go. So much has changed in 4 years. Your brothers continue to grow bigger everyday. They are no longer babies they are getting big and tall. They both still get lots of therapies and go to a special needs school during the week. Your baby sister is going to be 2 in a few months. She is fondly called Godzilla baby. She is as cute as a button but can beat Godzilla himself in the destruction department. Your big sister will be 7 this year she is in 1st grade and is just a great big sister. She talks about you and tells me she misses you. She has a toy that was yours in the hospital and brings it to me every now and then and tells me what a good job she is doing taking care of it for you. Can you believe you would have been 5 years old in July and starting kindergarten? Another 1st that will be hard without you, but your memory will be with me that day and always in my heart. Even though you are gone I continue to love you more everyday just as if you were here like your brothers and sisters.<br />
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Today is special. I chose not to use this day as a day of sorrow and pity for myself. I never know year to year rather I will shed tears or not, emotions are so unpredictable. Rather I wake up sad or not, I chose to use this day to bless others as you blessed my life just purely by your existence. Living through your birth and death made me a better person. I chose not to take this anniversary as day to dwell on the "what should have been" and "what could have been" scenarios. Today your dad and I celebrate you life. I am celebrating the 6 1/2 months God gave me the privilege of seeing your face, holding your tiny hands, and holding you close to my heart. I celebrate every tear, every smile, every hug, every laugh, every victory, and even every defeat we had during those short months you were with us because each detail was part of your journey. Throughout the year I worry I am forgetting the details of your life and this day and the days before always bring everything flooding back to me like it was yesterday. Yes, there is still a lot of pain in remembering having to say Goodbye, but it also warms my heart remembering every detail of you existence and realizing how great of an impact you continue to have on my life everyday even when I do not realize it. I live not only for my children on earth, but for my baby in heaven.<br />
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Last year I had the idea of giving back to another mother in need as a way of honoring your memory and being able to bless another family. I was able to do this by donating to a local non profit called Oh My Baby. They deliver bags of baby items to the social worker who works in Mother/Baby at the local hospital. The bags contain items for a new mom to use to get her through the 1st 2 weeks of their babies lives. The social worker passes out the bags to mothers who she determines need them most. This year I decided to ask my friends to help me out. I set a goal of delivering at least 4 completed bags so we could bless 4 babies. 1 for every year you have been in Heaven. I am happy to say we will be meeting the goal and today I will be delivering 4 completed bags to the founder of Oh my Baby with a few extra items to go toward a 5th bag! This is really amazing to me since I got a late start and my friends gathered these items up with less than 2 weeks notice. Thank you to my very generous friends who helped me reach this goal.<br />
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I promise that I will always speak of you and tell your story. I will openly talk about yours and your brothers' journey through the NICU to every parent facing the same NICU journey willing to listen. I want other parents to be educated about complications of prematurity and the deadly effects of RSV especially on premature babies. I want mothers carrying identical babies and multiples in general to be aware of what Twin to Twin Transfusion just in case their babies are unfortunate enough to develop this condition.<i> I want to tell parents to open there eyes and look past the "it will never happen to me" denial, believe me this crossed my mind to often, and speak up when they see that nurse or doctor not wash their hands BEFORE they touch a baby. Be the parent to call the person out with the runny nose taking care of your baby. BE THERE as much as you physically can. Insist that stethoscopes and other equipment are not shared and each child has their own. Always have a barrier between the baby and the caregivers cloths. (except kangaroo care) It might sound crazy, but it doesn't take much to flip a premature babies health upside down. A lot of this is standard in many NICUs but unfortunately most of this was not done where Logan and his brothers were outside of basic standard precautions. Logan got RSV while he was still in the NICU inside an isolet. My babies suffered Twin to Twin transfusion even when I had the gut feeling they had it as early as 12 weeks and I was told they did not. My babies were not monitor as closely as I feel they should have been. I have been through a lot of "what ifs" over the past 4 1/2 years and I do believe that if different decisions were made outcomes could have been different. What if I seen as TTTS specialist and had laser surgery and I lost both boys or deliver them even earlier than 28 weeks? What if it would have been a complete success and I carried until closer to full term and I had 3 healthy babies? What if I chose a different hospital? Would Jacob still have cerebral palsy? Would Logan still be alive? Would my boys have ever contracted RSV if I would have chose Tampa vs. Orlando? What if I went with my gut instinct at 12-13 weeks when I felt the high risk doctor was wrong? What if I asked more questions and didn't trust 1 doctor so much? What if I would have got a 2nd option? The list can go on and on but we are past this stage. Well I am. Jack still holds a lot of anger and blame at the hospital. We have already lived through this storm and I chose to keep on living and not dwell in the sorrows of the past and only reflect on the love I have for all 5 of my children. Holding on to anger and bitterness can not bring him back or change anything that has happened 4 years later so I have no reason to be angry. Not that I don't have the random pity party every now and then though. Pity parties keep his memory fresh and close to my heart. </i><br />
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Today we will visit your grave, we will deliver the bags we collected in your memory, you dad and I will spend the entire day together, tonight we will eat somewhere special and we will think of you. I love you my angel boy. With faith I know I will see you again one day.<br />
Love,<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1United States27.683528083787785 -81.56252.1614935837877844 -122.871094 53.205562583787781 -40.253906tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-72320257300083341702013-07-18T00:14:00.001-04:002013-07-18T00:14:32.452-04:00Happy 4th Birthday to my Triplets<br />
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Boys,<br />
I can't believe it has been 4 years since your premature entry into this world. Today, 4 years ago, is the day my life change forever. Giving birth to my 3 boys at 28 weeks was one of the 2nd hardest choice I ever had to make. That day I had no clue how my life would change. No clue how Logan would pass away 6 months later, no clue that Jacob would have brain injury, and no clue that Andrew would end up developmentally delayed a year after he should have been "caught up". I love all 3 of you with all my heart and soul. Even though my life got a little harder, I would never change the time I have had with any of you. My heart aches for Logan often. I still wish and dream I had all 3 of my boys hear healthy, happy, and thriving. <br />
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This year has been less challenging then the last 3. <br />
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Jacob, you have had no big hospital stays this year and have been very stable, growing and happy. You have broaden your TV viewing selection to include more than Mickey Mouse. You also have been working on switch toys. Overall your muscles tone is good, but still not a lot of active purposeful movements. You like to sleep during therapy sessions and while you are at school. Overall you had a very good school year minus your desire to sleep. In the past year you have come off all the medications you used to be on (14) and now only take 3. I love you my Jacob. You will always be my baby no matter how big you get. <br />
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Andrew, you are a wild boy and enjoy testing your limits. This year we realized that you were not "catching up" like you should have. You still have some mild developmental delays. You refuse to eat more than your "bread type" products and snacks. I've realized that you have some major sensory issues more so than just the food issue. You do odd things like insist on sleeping on the floor and wrapping your head in pillows or blankets. You wrap yourself in the curtains and always have your dirty smelly blanket with you that you must have under your nose and then suck on your thumb. The list goes on and on, but that is not the point of this post. You were diagnosed with disruptive behavior disorder last week. All I have to say is it make a lot of sense. You make my day more interesting and much louder. You love attention and are always willing to sit and cuddle even though it usually results in my arm being licked. Ava is definitely your best friend and you really look up to her. You also had a very good year at school. You learned to count to 10 and learned some of your alphabet. You also learned your colors. You are a very smart little boy and I'm very proud of you.<br />
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Logan, I miss you. I wish you were with us. Today I chose to celebrate your life. The breathes you took and the 6 months and 12 days you were here to light up my life. I will never forget holding you and staring into your dark brown eyes. It is hard living without you, but I know you don't suffer now and I thank God for delivered you from the suffering and pain you endured while you fought so hard to be with us. Happy 4th Birthday in Heaven son. <br />
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We had the Mega Birthday Party Extravaganza last month to celebrate all 5 of my children's lives. The party was great and we all had fun. The boys theme this year is Cars. Birthday morning we will go out to breakfast and go to the store and let the boys pick out a toy. This weekend we will go to the beach and write Logan's name in the sand. We will do a balloon release for Logan and take the boys to the movies. Jacob LOVES movies.<br />
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Thank You Lord for giving me the blessing of having these 3 boys in my life. My life has been fuller and much busier.<br />
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I love you more than words could ever express. I hope this year is the best year yet.<br />
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Love, Mommy<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-41718480911190937742013-07-17T22:48:00.001-04:002013-07-17T22:48:14.541-04:00Happy 6th Birthday AvaDear Ava,<br />
Happy 6th Birthday! I'm over a month late writing this entry. You had a pretty low key birthday. We made up for it with the birthday party though. This year since all of the childrens' birthdays are a month or less apart we did 1 big party. This year we did it close to your birthday. Next year probably your brothers, the the following year Hannah. We are rotating the "joint" birthday party by age. We had the party June 8th 2 days after your birthday. .You were so excited about it. Everyone wore their custom birthday outfits mommy had made. You chose Barbie this year. You had the cutest dress and I made a hair bow to match. Aunt Tricia made the cupcakes for everyone and she did a great job. You had pink barbie cupcakes, Hannah had purple monkey cupcakes, and the boys had Cars. We had the party in Winter Haven at The Jump House. It is an indoor party place that has a bunch of blow up bounce houses and a trampoline. Besides it being incredibly hot is was a total hit!<br />
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Back to your actual birthday. We took you to your favorite place to eat, Olive Garden. You LOVE that place. Can you guess what Grandma brought you for your birthday this year. Rainbow. Your new kitten. Grandma Beth and Grandpa came all the way from Alabama just for your birthday and to attend the Birthday extravaganza.<br />
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At your 6 year old check up you were perfect except for being a little over weight. You are 66 pounds. I love your pediatrician. This year was way better than last year. No hiding and crying under the exam table this year. Upi are super modest and I had a hard tie getting you in your super awesome gown.<br />
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You are growing up way to fast. You talk to me like you are an adult. You are way more mature for your age than I think you should be. I love how sweet and compassionate you are towards others especially your brothers and sister. You LOVE Rainbow. I'm glad we finally gave into your endless request for a kitten. She is a fun addition to our family. We are going to have fun attempting home school this school year. You are already my best friend. :-) I love you Ava Grace Gunter.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-42865572738072035372013-06-02T18:54:00.000-04:002013-06-02T18:54:49.918-04:00It is "Birthday" Season at our house and school is almost out.So Miss Hannah turned 1 on May 8th. We went out to dinner for her birthday and had cake at home. Miss Ava turns 6 next Thursday on June 6th. The boys will be FOUR on July 18th. I can't believe it has been 4 years since My world was turned upside down. It has taken me this long to really accept our new way of life with special needs, child loss, and just the stresses of multiples and lots of children. I am really happy to say that we are JUST HAPPY. There is nothing major going on outside of our daily struggles with Jacob's disabilities, Andrew's sensory issues, children being children, and money in general. We have learned to embrace our life and what God has given us. Our children are overall healthy and Jack and I are working on getting ourselves healthy. <br />
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Ava and the boys have 3 more days of school left before they are out for the summer. Ava will be home schooled next year and the boys will return to the same school they went to this year. It was nice having an entire school year of mid morning nap time and free time to grocery shop and have lunch with my husband without all 4 children in tow. Miss Hannah has been with us of course. I look forward to a summer of no car rider lines and no waiting on the school bus to come at random times to pick up Andrew and Jacob. I have plans for lots of outdoor fun this summer with all the children<br />
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I cleaned the tadpole breeding ground aka our pool about a week ago. We have had a head start to summer vacation and have spent a lot of time over the past few days swimming. My skin is screaming for me to run for cover. I think we need better sun block. This weekend the children have woke me up every morning early like 730 8am asking if they can go in the pool yet and don't stop all day even after you have let them stay out in the pool for hours. Almost regret cleaning it. LOL<br />
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We are having birthday party for all the children at 1 time this year. So since Ava's birthday is in the middle and she thinks everything is all about her anyway I chose June to do the party and because it will be the 1st weekend school is out for the summer. So we will be celebrating the birth of all 5 of our children this Saturday. I'm excited for this week. School is out Wednesday. Ava's actual birthday is Thursday (and pay day woo hoo) Friday my parents and sister are coming in town for the week, the birthday party is Saturday and we are planning a family beach day on Sunday with all my sisters, parents, nieces, nephews etc. My parents will be here until the following Saturday. On the 14th we will celebrate my dad's 53rd birthday. Just really looking forward to family time over the next week and lots of memories.<br />
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Jacob had his yearly IEP meeting last week. I'm excited for what they will expect for him next year. I pray often that he does start to do more cognitive things besides watch TV. I love how he is starting to be more engaged in more programs besides Mickey Mouse. I personally thinks he can see what is in front of him. He can't track in a circle or if you move things to fast he will loose sight of them, but eventually move his head so he can see again. I am trying to prepare myself to be more engaged in my kids education and not rely on the teachers. I signed up for ABCmouse.com and plan on working with all 3 of the big kids on the programs throughout the summer. I think it will be good to do some hand over hand with Jacob even if he just enjoys listening the the songs. He loves the attention.<br />
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Andrew has an appoint in Orlando on the 10th I believe with the behavioral/developmental pediatrician. Jacob had a recent GI appointment and all is well he is in the 50th percentile for weight and height. Jacob is getting chubby! Ava will have her 6 year old check up later this month. Jacob had botox about 3 weeks ago. He apparently can't get phenol right now because no one is making it. So, I'm really worried about that right now, the botox is doing its job.<br />
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I'm sure there is lots of other things I am forgetting to mention. I also write in Jacob's blog <a href="http://www.sqcp.blogspot.com/">www.sqcp.blogspot.com</a> and I had a personal blog that I keep more as a diary for Hannah at <a href="http://www.oursunshineafterthestorm.blogspot.com/">www.OurSunshineafterthestorm.blogspot.com</a>. From me trying to keep up with all 3 blogs I feel like I have not been as dedicated to my 1st blog. <br />
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Oh Jack and I got FitBit Ones to help loose weight. Jack is down 18lbs I believe and I lost 10, and the fell off the bandwagon a little and gained some back. We have a lot of fund competing with our friends about about who is taking more steps a day etc. I so badly want to try and stay on a healthy track for our family this summer. We have been taking family walks in the afternoon when Jack is home from work and Jack and I had been walking after the children went to school. I think just walking as a family has helped bring us closer together and is just a stress reliever in general. I would love to see Jack and I both 100lbs less next Summer.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Proof of my stroller addiction. I NEED them all. LOL All 4 fit into the trunk of my van at 1 time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah's smash cake for her 1st birthday.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love ruffle butts I've developed a new co-op facebook boutique buying addiction. I love cheap ruffle butt cloths lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andrew always holds Jacob's hand or tries to help push his wheel chair when getting off the school bus.</td></tr>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-61756186560268796012013-05-04T19:35:00.001-04:002013-05-04T19:35:29.658-04:00Lets talk about AndrewIt become more and more apparent to me that Andrew has some underlying issues that need to be addressed soon. Awhile ago I thought that he was close to being "caught up" and "normal". I was not really to worried about him at all. I didn't think he needed to be in the special needs school that Jacob attends and was pretty much pushed by the early interventionist and the school after Jacob started to send him because they had an opening. Sometime I worry that he learns some of his weird behavior from other students at the school. At this point I really can't decide if this is all in my head or if it is him "being a boy". <br />
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Very recently the behavior has been exceedingly bad. He has always been a whiner. He literally starts as soon as he opens his eyes in the morning. He immediately starts crying, thumb in the mouth, and carries the blanket around. He has been doing this for awhile. Drive me nuts. I tried the thumb sucking nail polish stuff. HE LOVES IT. He licks his fingers, gags and tells me "I like it mama".<br />
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Another big thing he enjoys is licking things. He licks everything and everyone. Seems like he does it more when you tell him to stop. I think it is an attention getting thing for him and as long as he is the center of attention he does not care if it is negative or positive attention.<br />
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He still barely eats anything but bread, peanut butter, and pediasure. He refuses most other things except for some junk foods. He sure will stick nasty dirty things on his tongue to lick them though.<br />
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Several weeks ago it just really hit me that even though he is physically able bodied outside of being a little low toned and he talks quite well..it hit me that he definitely has a communication problem. He is not able to communicate some of his feelings or needs especially when he is stressed. I have to prime examples of this from the past week.<br />
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1. He brought me a cup that need rinsed out and a bottle of pediasure. I told him to wash the cup in the sink and bring it back. (we do this a lot no problem right?) WRONG! I'm pumping milk for the baby. I hear the sink running and the cup has not made it back to me. I then see him running down the hall whining with his thumb in his mouth and a blanket (normal Andrew behavior) I yell for him to turn the water off. (He likes to leave the water on when he washes his hands..once again he likes the negative attention as much as the positive, or so it seems) He doesn't listen. He is running back and forth from the living room to the bathroom. When he goes to the bathroom I hear him crying and screaming louder. I keep yelling for him to turn the water off, but at this point I decide I have to stop pumping and get up and do it myself. He has now run down the hall again to the living room. I notice he has tears in his eyes and the look of pure panic on his face. I run to the bath room to turn the water off to find the sink overflowing with papers shoved in the drain. Water everywhere! He clogged the drain and let the sink overflow. By the time I got the water off he had run back to the bath room and hid in the closet. I try not to loose my temper with him. I ask why didn't you tell mama the water was over flowing or that you needed help? He just looked at me crying and sucking his thumb (remember he will be FOUR in less than 3 months. His responds to questions about him being bad is usually "because I like it" or "because I don't want to" I don't remember his exact response this time, but he did the exact same thing again the following day to Jack when I was not home. Like I said he usually enjoys leaving running water on, but he had shoved stuff down the drain on me and it caused the drain to run slow until Jack fixed it. I'm not sure why he didn't tell me. Was he afraid of getting in trouble? Was it sensory because the water is cold? He freaks over cold water.<br />
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Another odd thing he does besides never ever telling us when he has poops even when it is acid poop causing a bad rash...is that when he is hurt he never tells us he is hurting or in pain until it has gotten bad. I don't usually know he has an ear infection until he has a fever. Then I ask if his ear hurts and he will point to which ear it is. Well that being said. He was wearing a pair of flip flops that I guess rubbed the skin off the top of his foot. He has worn these same shoes many times with no problem, but this time he ended up with a pretty horrible looking I'm talking near nickle size mark on the top of his foot. He was out of school all last week with an ear infection, which is when this injury occurred. Jack dressed him for school Monday. I guess he did not realize the scab would stick to his socks (I probably would not have thought about it either) needless to say. Andrew took his shoes and socks off Monday afternoon (this is rather new for him) and I was once again pumping and he just starts walking around the living room in a circle whining and crying...thumb in the mouth doing his things. I notice the whining increase by the second. I ask "Why are you crying" He says "Go away mommy" then I look up at him and the see the floor. Blood spots EVERY WHERE! I jump up and see the top of his food oozing blood. Now that he notices that I see it he starts yelling Owweeee DON'T TOUCH IT. I get him cleaned up and give him a band aid after fighting him to do it. Once again was he afraid I would hurt him? Why would he not tell me he was bleeding?<br />
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3rd example. He was at school on the play ground. Teacher says he was whining the entire time he was outside except his turn on the tricycle. She said when he had to get off he started thumb in the mouth crying again and ran off to play on the slide. She said when it was time to go in he was still crying and she looked over at him to find him covered in blood. She checked his mouth and at some point he bit right though the center of his tongue. I'm talking the width of an adult pinkie finger tip could fit in the opening. Never ONCE did he go to the teacher and tell her he was bleeding or hurt and his whining was at its normal tone, not like he was in pain or distress. Even after I came and picked him up he never once complained while eating or drinking that his tongue was hurt.<br />
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Jack and I have started making a list of things we feel he does that is not normal behavior. These are just the tip of the iceberg. I have a large packet of paperwork I have to finish still and some other documents I have to get together to have him seen by a behavioral pediatrician. I'm really not sure what to do for him. All I know is the behavior is getting worse, not better.<br />
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I do notice it is worse when he is around Ava or other children. When he was home sick a few weeks ago he was rather well behaved. <br />
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He has a lot of other tiny issues like he still can't dress himself, he also can not pull his pants up or take his shirt off consistently..making potty training hard.<br />
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He hates being dirty. He does not like any kind of textures to touch his hands. He "W sits". He hardly ever takes his thumb from his mouth and always has to have a blanket in hand under his nose while thumb sucking. He does not like anything cold except MY soda. LOL He even drinks his pediasure warm and won't touch his milk unless it has chocolate in it and has sat for a bit. He is overbearing. He can't sit next to you. He has to be touching you in some form all the time. He is constantly digging his feet into me or sitting so close to me I can't move. Poor Ava gets the brunt of this. He follows her around like a puppy. She can't go to the bathroom without him being there.<br />
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On the other hand he is smart. He know A LOT more than Ava did at his age. He even answers some of her school questions when we do her home work. He counts well, he can sing the alphabet, recognized most of them by sight and sound. He can do very basic adding and subtracting. If I can just find more time to work with him one on one I think he can really thrive academically. <br />
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He is atleast asking for food now. Even though it is only things he wants to eat and has reached the 50% for height and weight. When he poops I make him take off his pull up and get in the shower and wash his on behind. He will NOT tell me when he goes. When I smell him and ask. He will tell me yes then I go tell him to take care of it. He runs off crying like I just punished him and usually does it. He will pee in his diapers and take them off now to. Just can't get him to GO on the toilet. We have tried the naked things and underwear he just pees and poops and walks around rubbing it into anything he sits on in my house without saying a word until you step in it or Ava tells on him.<br />
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So PLEASE tell me if he is "being a boy"? If this is how boys are, I'm sure glad Hannah is a girl. :-)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was the day after he injured his tongue.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No one is safe to go to the bathroom alone. This was him hounding me in the bathroom.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I had Andrew and Jacob shirts made for March of Dimes</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He likes to hold Jacob's hand when they are coming home off the bus.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He wore these almost he entire time we were at Outback and refused to take them off. He screamed if you touch them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andrew Ava Hannah and Jacob</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing with Jacob's bubbles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He was really excited about his airplane</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This 10 1/2 month old baby started walking a few days ago!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She pretty much told me this was the best I was going to get and that there was no way I was getting a smile and that i was lucky she was keeping the bow in.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My baby is almost 6!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet Jacob. I can never get him to look at me. Looking for the TV is always more important than looking at mommy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My babies baskets. We shopped on a budget this year getting almost everything on clearance throughout the year. Some stuff was 70% after July 4th last year, some clearance Christmas toys. The candy bunnies came from Aldi. I was worried about it tasting bad and I must say it taste good and much better than the cheap chocolate you normally find in the Easter section!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My triplets Not a day or holiday goes by that Logan is not remembered from the missing 5th basket to the 3rd blue shirt. The missing face in every picture. I love you baby boy. We vsisted his grave yesterday and left an easter egg tree.</td></tr>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-16134400612229030882013-02-14T13:32:00.001-05:002013-02-14T13:32:51.692-05:00Nasty G-tube site and BOWSNot sure I have mentioned my bow making before, but I started making hair bows as a hobby early December. They are definitely not the most beautiful bows you can find, but I am pretty happy with them and they get better and better all the time. I'm currently working on learning some new techniques. I post most of my work that I make at <a href="http://www.facebook.com/hannahbowbannahboutique">www.facebook.com/hannahbowbannahboutique</a>. Check them out...some are for sale ;-)<br />
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That being said I started making them to match Hannah and Ava's outfits. Hannah refuses to wear a headband. Ava likes the idea of pretty bows and goes to school with 1 in her hair every day, but it is off by the time she comes home. I recently discovered I can get a tiny sprout of hair up with a rubber band on Hannah and I have snuck a few bows in that have stayed for awhile. Yay! Can you believe Hannah is 9 months old already!!!!! Crawls all over the place and I'm pretty sure she will be up and walking in the next month or 2.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A bow on my head and my cloths? Really?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Practice bow I made the other night. (date on pictures is not correct) I was kinda happy with how it turned out. Ava wore this one to school today for Valentine's Day</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made this for my niece Faith. I think it is pretty awesome!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Made this for Ava for Easter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just a random bow I made to play with the new crowns I got in the mail. My cousin is buying this one :-)</td></tr>
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Now on to Jacob. His site got nasty more than a month ago at this point. I have never had an issue with with any kind of granulation tissue or leaking. So far we have tried antibiotic creams, steroid creams, and a a longer button. It is still very raw and nasty. He has not tolerated tummy since this started. We have been to GI twice and I go back again with him at 3:30 today. I'm not sure what else to do. They have also used silver nitrate stick to stop the bleeding twice as well.<br />
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Other than than the children have been good. Andrew has bad behavior every day at school...not really sure what to do about it. Ava is doing well over all. I took her for an eye exam the other day. I was worried she may need glasses. I was told she was slightly farsighted, but he did not recommend glasses for her. Ava was kinda upset. She had her eye on a pair of hello kitty glasses :-)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-11751079879549773202013-01-30T13:15:00.000-05:002013-01-30T13:15:00.586-05:00Logan's 3rd Angelversery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>HAPPY ANGELVERSERY TO MY BABY BOY!</strong></div>
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Not so much a happy occasion for your mom and dad, but a celebration for you. Today marks the day of no more pain and suffering for you. Today 3 years ago you earned your place in the arms of our Lord and Savior. I pray for you often. I pray for healing for our family. I pray for healing for Jacob. I pray for peace for you dad.</div>
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When this blog posts it will be exactly 3 years since your heart stopped beating while I held you in my arms. In the past 3 years I have met so many other parents who have been right where I have been. Nothing ever makes it easier and there is still no words to comfort a parents who has just lost a child rather they pass before they took their 1st breath or lived into adulthood. Even though I have been there. I don't know what to say.<br />
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The pain of your loss is still there and I'm sure it will never go away. I have accepted that I can't bring you back and trust in God that I will see you again one day. This brings be comfort and I have peace that you are not suffering. Now that years have passed the tears don't fall like they used to when the pain was so fresh and raw. My heart does not feel like it is being ripped in two when I hear another child with your name. Every now and then I get blind sided off guard and I cry and hurt for you out of the blue. My arms still ache to hold you.<br />
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Your sister being born in May helped heal part of me that has been an endless hole since your death. Nothing will ever replace you, but looking at her so healthy and big. It was wonderful to bring my baby home with me this time and watch her develop and grow normally. When I look at her sometimes I see you. The little line down her forehead is just like yours. When I look at the back of her head it reminds me of you and you long little hairs when you laid on your side while isolated in the tiny room you lived in in Pod 1.<br />
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I love how Ava understand that you are her brother and that you lived. She likes to go to the cemetery and clean your headstone with me and put new flowers on your grave. She draws pictures of our family. When I ask where you are she points at the pictures and says you live in our hearts with God. Sometimes she even cries and tells me she misses her baby brother Logan. Andrew still doesn't understand. Jacob is just Jacob he is part of you and you are part of him. I look at him and struggle to see 2 of him. He has such handsome features. You would have been such a beautiful child.<br />
I wish so badly I could have had both my brown eyed brown hair baby boys and my blond hair blue eyed boy running and playing together. That fantasy never goes away. I feel bad for Andrew. He clings to Ava and neither pay a ton of attention to Jacob. Our family was robbed from having you in our lives. Jacob was robbed from having a normal life. Andrew was robbed from having brothers he could laugh, run, and play with. Even though the pain lessons, I'm not sure the "should have" and "could have been" moments from broken hopes and dreams ever goes away. <br />
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I hate what twin to twin transfusion, prematurity, and RSV has taken from our lives. You have changed my life just as much today as you did the moment you were born and the moment your heart pumped for the last time. My arms will always ache to hold you against my chest just one more time. I will forever have visions of birthday parties, 1st days of school, family pictures, and many other moment with all 3 of my triplets alive and healthy. I miss and love you with every ounce of my body.<br />
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<script language="javascript" src="http://www.marchforbabies.org/includes/badge_2011_hor_js.asp?w=5896672&u=nenebeesmurfy2&bt=2" type="text/javascript"></script>This was your dad's facebook post yesterday: <span class="userContent">Well tomorrow is the day of Logan's deathiversery, 3 years later. I am still in sorrow and depression. I still have negative bad feelings towards Winnie Palmer hospital for all they did to Logan. A broken leg, rsv 3 times, a trach, a g tube, a nissen etc etc. He had a few handful of good nurses but, to the bitch that broke his leg and didnt admit to it #5@3&5$ fill in a dirty bad word. Karma is a bitch. Ill cut you. My wife says its to late to do something, its a sad thing that a hospital is sooo powerful that no attorney will touch them. I still get upset and jealous when I see people with 3 healthy triplets and sometimes loose it when someone, i know stranger don't know any better but it affects me, and they say oh are they twins referring to the two survivors. It burns me more when they are surprised that they are brothers just because they are not identical and one is special needs. I was training a new guy the other day and he fought and argued with me that deathiversery is not a word and i told him several times i think i should know, I have it every year. I love you Logan and I know your watching down on us. Not sure how to deal with things, Jacob misses his identical brother.We will not forget you. I have soo much more to say but i will stop now thank you for reading the rant. - Jack G. out</span><br />
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<span class="userContent">Lastly, We celebrated your life yesterday with our family as today your dad works and wouldn't have been able to do as much. We went to the cemetery and cleaned your headstone as we do every time we go out there. I forgot your flowers at home and will bring them out soon. We wrote messages on balloons to send into they sky. Ava and Andrew let them go and a gust of wind blew them into a tree. We put don't ant poison for all the fire ants that attack us every time we go out there. We were blessed with 20 gallons for free gas from your Grandpa Jerry and then we went out to dinner and just spent time as as family. Today I plan on keeping myself busy and doing what I can to give back to others over the next few weeks. I am teaching a lady how to make boutique hair bows in the morning. Anything I can do to stay positive and remember that you are in a better place than I am and I always will have the promise that I will see you again.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Side 2 with 3 more hearts :-)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Message from mommy on 1 of the 3 balloons we sent to the tree for you lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Message from daddy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">balloon 2 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On balloon 3 and a picture drawn by Ava. She said this is her and you together with rainbows and sunshine.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Other side of balloon 2 that has Hannah's message</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture on balloon 3 was drawn by Andrew.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ava and Andrew sending the balloons up.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clean headstone and flowers to come soon. I was going to send Ava's picture up with the balloons and she insisted it stay with your headstone.</td></tr>
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David’s Child Dies 2 Samuel 12:16-23</div>
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<em>And the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> afflicted the child that Uriah’s wife bore to David, and he became sick. </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:16"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">16 </span>David therefore sought God on behalf of the child. And David </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""1Ki21.27"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/1Ki21.27\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">1 Ki 21:27 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">l</span></a><em>fasted and went in </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""2Sa13.31"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/2Sa13.31\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">2 Sa 13:31 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">m</span></a><em>and lay all night on the ground. </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:17"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">17 </span>And the elders of his house stood beside him, to raise him from the ground, but he would not, nor did he eat food with them. </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:18"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">18 </span>On the seventh day the child died. And the servants of David were afraid to tell him that the child was dead, for they said, “Behold, while the child was yet alive, we spoke to him, and he did not listen to us. How then can we say to him the child is dead? He may do himself some harm.” </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:19"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">19 </span>But when David saw that his servants were whispering together, David understood that the child was dead. And David said to his servants, “Is the child dead?” They said, “He is dead.” </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:20"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">20 </span>Then David arose from the earth </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""Ru3.3"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/Ru3.3\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">Ru 3:3 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">n</span></a><em>and washed and anointed himself and changed his clothes. And he went into the house of the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""Job1.20"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/Job1.20\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">Job 1:20 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">o</span></a><em>and worshiped. He then went to his own house. And when he asked, they set food before him, and he ate. </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:21"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">21 </span>Then his servants said to him, “What is this thing that you have done? You fasted and wept for the child while he was alive; but when the child died, youarose and ate food.” </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:22"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">22 </span>He said, “While the child was still alive, I fasted and wept, for I said, </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""Jon3.9"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/Jon3.9\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">Jon 3:9 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">p</span></a><em>‘Who knows whether the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> will be gracious to me, that the child may live?’ </em><a data-datatype=""bible+esv"" data-reference=""2 Samuel 12:23"" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" rel="milestone" style="display: inline-block; height: 1em; width: 0px;"></a><span class="offset-marker requested-position" id="marker1515102"></span><em><span style="font-size: 80%; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">23 </span>But now he is dead. Why should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, </em><a data-content=""<div class=\"resourcetext\"><span class=\"lang-en\"><a data-reference=\""Job7.8-10"\" data-datatype=\""bible+esv"\" href=\"/reference/Job7.8-10\" class=\"bibleref\"><span style=\"vertical-align:normal\">Job 7:8–10 </span></a><br /></span> </div>"" data-resourcename=""esv"" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Samuel%2012.23#" rel="popup"><span style="font-size: 80%; font-style: italic; line-height: 0; vertical-align: super;">q</span></a><em>but he will not return to me.”</em> </div>
</span><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7217159574494222379.post-79000191942858621782013-01-24T21:34:00.001-05:002013-01-24T21:34:21.523-05:00I think it is time for an update.We had a pretty busy December and a great Christmas. Kids got plenty of gifts and they are already striving to be on the "good list" because they believe this will get them better gifts at Christmas time again. There is nothing super wonderful and new going on, I am pretty much just going to bomb this post with a ton of pictures. <br />
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There are a few things I will talk about...Baby Hannah is growing way to fast. She is 8 months old now. During this past month she learned how to get into a sitting position on her own, then a few days later she started crawling, then the very next day she started pulling up to a standing position. She did all this with 10 days. About a week ago we got the babbling "ba-ba" and about to days ago she added "ma-ma" I'm introducing more and more solid foods to her and trying not to be paranoid that she will chock, aspirate, and get a brain injury...kinda traumatised about this...she is working hard at falling and hitting her head as often as she can already. I think she needs a helmet. We are still breastfeeding (well pumping and bottle feeding) and it is going well.<br />
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I am motivating myself to FINALLY getting serious about potty training Andrew. I think he is finally understanding and is getting better about getting his pants off. He struggles, but I think he can at least get the pee thing down for now. He has even learned to stand up and pee when he goes. He has yet to ever tell me he pooped or asked to go on the potty..this is why I have been afraid to do this whole potty training thing. He is 3 1/2 and long over due. I really believe Andrew has some issues that may need more attention and I don't feel the school is addressing them. I could be wrong. They test him and tell me for the most part he is "within normal range" and don't feel he needs any kind of therapy. I try not to compare, but I don't have much else to go off of. I think that is abnormal that he can not dress or undress himself. He will not even take off his shoes or socks on his own or put them on. He just tells me "I can't". I've discussed this with his teacher at school and she tells me he DOES at school. He can't open things on his own. He tries, but can't even tear open things that have the little slit that you pull open. He can't put his own straw in his cup. He still refuses nearly all food that is not candy, chips, or peanut butter sandwiches. Occasionally we can get him to eat pizza...he basically eats the crust. I still have him on about 3 pediasures a day just to keep him where he is at. He is nothing but skin and bones. Has no meat on him at all. As a big girl it is just unnatural to see a child that skinny. He looks sickly to me. He is in the 20th percentile I think in weight. He is around 29lbs. He has actually lost weight at one point he was 31 pounds. I think he has a sensory issue. I stopped making him eat anything besides peanut butter months ago after his 3 year old check up because the MD told me not to force him to eat. I still offered him food though. I had no bread to feed him his breakfast, lunch, and dinner of peanut butter sandwiches a few weeks ago so I broke out the old high chair and made him sit in it with a plate of food on it. Green beans, a few tiny pieces of steak, and a baked sweet potato. He chocked down some green beans by me forcing him to put it in his mouth and feeding him (he won't use a spoon or a fork either) the meat made him gag literally. He chewed it and was pocketing in his cheeks. I told him to swallow and he tried and then puked all over the table. Seriously! I am in the process of getting an appointment to see a developmental pediatrician.<br />
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Ava is really catching on at school. She had a rocky start and was falling behind and needed a little extra help working on sight words, but is now where she should be. She was diagnosed with hypothyroidism several months ago and now takes synthroid and it seems that it has helped. She has stopped gaining weight and doesn't tell me she is tired all the time like she used to. She does surprisingly well getting up for school in the morning too.<br />
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Jacob is doing well considering his issues. No real improvement in cognitive development or movement. The nissen fundoplication he had in July has CHANGED OUR LIVES. He is gaining weight and not sick anymore. He has had phenol and botox twice since May and his tone is SO GOOD now. He is off all his meds except for his seizure meds and as needed dose of baclophen. He goes to school with Andrew Monday - Friday, but they are in different classes. He is so awake now compared to the drugged state he was in all the time from the medications. He is happy and so alert. He is still over the moon for Mickey Mouse Club House and pretty much watches it all day long. I'm still hoping we start seeing some new improvements in him.<br />
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I have been out of work since Hannah was born. It was a very hard adjustment for me to be home all the time and going to down to 1 income. We have made it work so far. We do our best to get the kids out and about without spending a ton of money and are always looking for free and cheap things to do. I have a list about 3 miles longs of needs and wants for income tax time. LOL We have so many things to fix at home including out septic issues that a wheel chair van is not going to to be on the table this year. :-(<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2012 Family Christmas picture Celebration, FL</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">playing in the "snow"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My babies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy and his babies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dancing in the snow</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">spitting at Daddy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jacob got a new seat for his gait trainer. He was rather happy about it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1st time my baby took steps in months with the new seat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jacob's special tomato stroller</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I started making bows and this is one I made to match one of my favorite outfits.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">stretching Jacob's legs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">he did well sitting like this for about 10 minutes</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jacob was really alert on Christmas morning. He seemed like he understood what was going on. He was very happy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Christmas morning 2012</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">loved his new light</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Had this shirt made for Jack lol he wore it with pride. This was at Celebration.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andrew Christmas morning</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah Christmas morning</td></tr>
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