I know I never blog on the weekends. But in the hospital, every day feels just like the one before.
We were really hoping to be able to go home this weekend, but the girls aren’t gaining as much weight as the Dr wants. They managed to escape many of the inflictions that many 35 weekers have, but they’re just lazy eaters! We keep telling them not to worry about their figures, but it’s not helping. 🙂
Today they’re both getting a tiny GN tube down their noses to help them gain a little weight and strength to go home… hopefully in the next few days! We’re so close! The tube is no big deal really. It’ll just make them look a little sicker than they really are, but that’s a small price to pay! The most important thing is that they’re healthy and hefty!
Each afternoon, the girls get to have a playdate in each others’ bassinet. It’s the MOST adorable thing to watch them look at each other and touch each others’ face. The interaction is priceless, and we feel it’s necessary for them to keep their twin-bond.
Nick and I spend every moment at the hospital, escaping only a couple times in the last 8 days. If we’re not feeding them (every 3 hours) we’re either watching them sleep (kinda creepy, I know), or talking about them, or thinking about them… or pumping. I could write an entire post about the adventures of pumping, but I’m sure all three of our readers wouldn’t appreciate the details of my nipple dysfunction.
We’re I’m still working on it though! Things are looking up! (While my boobs are unmistakably looking DOWN)