Quad Life - Like a Freight Train

Whew! Sorry that I haven't been able to post in a long time. My Mom pointed it out to me the other day and I had to let her know, I just don't have the time lately. 

As you may know, our babies made their entrance into the world on January 25, 2014. We spent 52 days in NICU and on March 17, all four babies came home. It's been a whirlwind for sure. The best way for me to explain it is that we were hit by a freight train and then grabbed on and held tight for the ride!

NICU life was challenging to say the least! We were blessed in that we didn't have a lot of the huge hurdles to climb and all our babies were pretty healthy overall; we just had a lot of feeding and growing to do! They had to learn to breathe on their own without a CPAP machine first. Then they had to be able to keep all their feeds down through their tubes. Then we introduced the bottles and the breast to them. After that, we just continued to feed/grow slowly weaning them off caffeine and other support mechanisms so that they could finally survive unassisted. 

We still have a few battles ahead of us. Premature babies need to receive extra care and we have to be extra careful not to expose them to germs or they could have to be back in the hospital. We've had to follow up with various doctors and continue to do so. Our smallest baby has a duplicated collecting kidney system so we will soon meet with a urologist to follow up and see if it will require surgery. She also had some trouble passing the newborn hearing screen in her right ear. We will follow up with an audiologist on that same day. 

Other than that, life with quads is beyond description. We've been told by other quad families that we are in the thick of things right now. We feed at 3, 6, 9 & 12 around the clock. That means we are surviving on very little sleep and lots of caffeine! If I had known that this is what life would be like, I'd have asked the doctors to prescribe me the caffeine when they took the babies off of it! During the day, I primarily handle them by myself but sometimes my Mom is able to stop by to help with a feeding or two. Adam helps at night and is usually the one to make dinner. It's constant cleaning, preparing bottles, changing the diaper genie, etc. In fact, I don't think my washing machine has stopped since we came home!

Here's a few random facts about quad life:
We go through 32 bottles a day. That's a lot of washing!
We also go through about 38 diapers a day. 
We go through one normal size package of wipes a day. 

Last night, we were able to have my Mom watch them in between feeds so we could make a quick run to the grocery store. I was a little overwhelmed at the realization that grocery shopping as I knew it was forever changed. Gone are the days of walking through the aisles. It's now a "run" through the aisles, dodging people and baskets, scratching things off my list, and shouting to Adam across the aisles "I got the milk". 

There have been many nights when neither Adam or I have eaten a thing until about 10 PM at night. There's also been days when I don't  shower until around that time either. 

We know it will get better and we will get more efficient. In the meantime, we are so thankful for everyone whose been there to support us in this journey! Whether you sent us diapers, wipes, or clothes or you brought a meal by for us, your gesture is so appreciated. You cannot imagine the load you take off of us with something that may seem simple. For that, we are forever grateful!

In the meantime, it's feeding time over here so I must close this post. We certainly appreciate all of the continued prayers for us on this journey! I will definitely try my best to update my blog more often but if you don't hear from me, it's because I'm covered in a sea of dirty diapers, bottles that need washing and filling, and most importantly, smothering four tiny little babies with my love! 

While we try to give each baby as much personal attention as we can, here's what a 3 AM feeding looks like:



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