The fan is still #1 in our household. I caught Harper mesmerized by it the other day.
And right now both girls are staring at it happy as clams while I feed Emerie.
The fan is still #1 in our household. I caught Harper mesmerized by it the other day.
And right now both girls are staring at it happy as clams while I feed Emerie.
Yesterday I had big plans of writing a nice post, singing praises to my hubby for Father’s Day and all the great things he’s been doing!
That plan was still in effect until our evening feed, when some tiny newborn sized monsters were unleashed for an epic battle of babies versus Mom. Needless to say, I did not get any screen time for blog writing.
Last night was definitely in the top five of hardest nights since the girls came home, with 3 straight hours of bloody murder screaming. As soon as one settled, the next would start wailing within seconds that they were absolutely starving, you know, since 20 minutes ago and how dare I not immediately feed them and stop feeding their sisters. To top it all off, instead of having two of us versus the three babies, it was only me because Craig had the pleasure of spending those hours puking in the bathroom from his back pain pills. Not a great night for either of us.
As everyone suggests, after a long and drawn out 3 hour baby battle, my patience was wearing quite thin so I put everyone in their bassinets and took a sanity/pumping break downstairs. Apparently that was the answer because that put everyone to sleep…or maybe it was all the energy burned from crying; either way it worked. And they slept five hours!
Now enough complaining about that. Yesterday was Father’s Day, and the first in a long line of them that I’ve actually acknowledged or celebrated. A good friend of mine designed cute onesies for the girls and Craig (well not a onesie for Craig hehe) and everyone was styling for a few photos.

Her shop is called Super Crafty Maye and is on Facebook! She is very creative and read my mind on what I wanted with minimal effort needed on my part! The girls looked so very cute and the onesies are so soft.

In true Craig style, the theme was triplet elephants.

After a little photo op, we managed to eat lunch out at our favorite place, Sushi Sushi, with all the girls, Grandma Sue and Uncle William, and Kerstin, and not have any crying fits! I think they were saving those for the evening, little did we know…

In closing, happy Father’s Day to all those dads out there, supporting and loving their kiddos. I’m glad we would celebrate Craig’s first holiday as a Dad, with many more to come! Hopefully future ones will involve less crying and puking. It can only improve from here.

The past week or so has been full of fussy babies and finicky eaters, but also new facial expressions and sounds from the girls.
We were warned a big growth spurt was about to occur, and it started slightly ahead of the 4-6 week timeframe, with the girls 12 weeks old today, but 4.5 weeks adjusted.

This growth spurt is more developmental than physical and involves sight, focus, and hearing. Their vision is starting to improve, with colors a little more visible. They are starting to listen to sounds and music more intently and can focus on it. They also begin recognize our voices better, and the change is very noticeable. Such big cognitive leaps!
The girls are all starting to really smile when we talk to them and express new facial expressions. Reagan, who has always been our smiler, now smiles even more and with eye contact and in response to minimal coaxing.

Harper now enjoys the play mat a little more (or maybe she’s just tolerating it now) and is showing us new sounds and shrieks.

Emerie, our little pea pod, has started to smile in response to our voices and be much more interactive with us.

It is exciting to see the changes and I look forward to the next few weeks of growth!
On Monday a friend texted me how the first solo baby day was going with Craig back at work. My one worded response of “hell” pretty much summed up day one. The girls would not sleep at all, they wouldn’t bottle prop, and there was a great deal of crying. Thank goodness the week improved from that.

Now that it’s Saturday, I look back at the work week and see how much I’ve learned on 3v1 baby days:




The most valuable thing I learned this week was that I can do it – I can leave the house solo with three in tow and we all survive! It’s definitely time consuming, stressful, and would be a lot easier with another set of hands, but also good to know that I can do it. 
Here’s to a few more weeks of solo girl time. We still have the fan for moral support too 🙂