My Traumatic Start To Motherhood And How It Changed Me As A Parent

collage 9Grab your tissues, this one’s a tear jerker.

Parenting is a journey.  You can plan all you want and think you have it all, but life will always throw you curve balls.  What you do with those unexpected turns in your journey is up to you.  But if you can walk through the fire and come out the other side with extra arsenal including real life experiences you can draw from in teaching moments, knowing your own strength, having perspective and having your relationship with your significant other not only survive but grow, you will learn to embrace those difficult experiences.

Rewind seven years.  Mike and I had been married for one year and were ready to start a family.   No, we were not quite ready to have a baby, but we had puppy fever.  We had dated for many years before getting married and had always dreamed about getting a big, black, fluffy Newfoundland.  We had done tons of research and knew we wanted a giant breed that was low energy and great with kids, (think Nana from Peter Pan).

The time had finally arrived.  We had settled into our home, created a routine and were ready to add a new member to our family.  After lots of research we found a reputable breeder and drove six hours away to pick out our puppy… actually he picked us.  We drove up to a picturesque country home and were guided to a fenced in area where ten black balls of fur were either sleeping or clumsily waddling around.  collage 2We crouched down and a confident male pup strutted towards us, looked right into our eyes and plopped himself right down into my lap.  That was our puppy, who we named Kane.collage 3Kane was our world and we spoiled him rotten.  He was like our son and truly was a member of our family.  Sure, he drove us crazy because true to male Newfs, he took forever to potty train.  But we adored him anyways.  He was a sweet and sensitive, rapidly growing pup and had almost human-like personality traits.  While all of the other puppies were being wild and crazy at his puppy school he would stay back and watch feeling slightly overwhelmed (despite being the largest puppy).  He would glance up at us as if to say “I don’t want to break the rules like those crazy dogs.”  collage 5

A few months after welcoming Kane into our family we got the baby bug… big time.  After barely trying we were thrilled to find out I was pregnant.  We were over the moon that our perfect little family that we had been dreaming about for so many years was becoming a reality.  We had it all.

Kane even started to sit beside the couch I would lay on every night and stand guard.  He too was waiting for his sibling to arrive.

One day, when Kane six months old and tipping the scale at 95 lbs I noticed him wobble when he walked out of his crate.  Hmmm…. that was odd, I thought to myself.  I shook it off, finished my morning routine and headed off to work.  The entire day that image of Kane’s hips wobbling haunted me.  In my gut I knew something was off.  In the days that followed that wobble turned into falling multiple times a day.  Mike was working long hours back then and I was the main person home with Kane.

One quiet Saturday morning while Mike was working a weekend shift and Kane and I were enjoying a lazy day, my world changed forever.  I was lounging on the couch and Kane was fast asleep in his favourite spot near our kitchen table.  Suddenly there was this loud thumping.  I ran over to Kane and quickly realized his was having a grand mal seizure.  He was violently convulsing and biting the air.  It was horrible to witness and I felt helpless.  I frantically called Mike sobbing.  The seizure eventually slowed and morphed into a dazed and frightened over-sized puppy.

The days that followed, Kane suffered one grand mal seizure after another.  We carted him to multiple vets trying to get answers, find a remedy and spending whatever money it took to fix our boy.  I was witness to so many seizures that I actually go used to administering his medication after, but the one seizure Mike was present for traumatized him beyond what he expected.  I was exhausted, but my pregnancy was the furthest thing from my mind.

We eventually were able to control Kane’s grand mal seizures with medication but then came the focal seizures… every 2 minutes.  When Kane would have a focal or absent seizure he would just click out momentarily completely spacing out often taking a nose dive into his toy basket.  I was starting to lose hope.  We were told that Kane probably had an inoperable brain tumour but it was going to take thousands of dollars to confirm.  Regardless, there was nothing we could do.  We had spent the better half of our savings at that point on Kane.  Then one day Mike came home from work and Kane didn’t recognize him at all.  He ran away from Mike and hid behind me in fear.  The soon-to-be mama in me knew that this was a recipe for disaster.  It was at that point that we had to make one of the hardest decisions of our lives.  To euthanize Kane.  We called the breeder and the vet to see if there was any other options, but each agreed that this was the right and most humane decision.

The date was set, ironically for the evening before my 12 week ultrasound.  The circle of life.  Here is a letter I wrote to our baby:

Pregnancy Week 11,  December 3, 2008

Dear Baby,   Your father and I are having to make a very hard decision this week.  We are going to be putting our 7 month old Newfoundland puppy to sleep.  It pains us to do this but he is very sick.  We need to put you first.  One day we will tell you all about him, how he was so sensitive and sweet, curious and protective.  We got this specific dog because they are known to be the best around children and babies.  We had a lot of plans for him which we won’t see realized.  But we truly believe everything happens for a reason.  I thank God everyday that you are on your way.  You are what keeps me going right now.  Anytime I start to despair or panic, I picture you.  Even though we haven’t met yet I already have so much love for you.  One day we will get another puppy, but right now you are our focus.  We want to be able to devote ourselves 100% to you.  We can’t wait to meet you.

Love Mommy

Mike was incredibly brave and took Kane and was with him every second.  I couldn’t.  I stayed at my parent’s house sobbing while my mom held me.  Mike laid on the ground with Kane, petting him, while he departed from this world.  He later told me that he listened to Over The Rainbow by Israel “Iz” Kamakawiwo’ole on repeat the whole drive to the vet with Kane.  I still can’t listen to that song without choking up.

collage 1Our last evening with Kane.  Note our puffy eyes from crying.

The next day we went to our ultrasound feeling extremely fragile and vulnerable.  We had a lot of healing to do but at least we could switch our focus to our baby.  Thankfully we had a trip to Florida already planned for the few weeks following Kane’s passing.  It was refreshing to get away and take our minds off of our loss.

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Once we arrived home from our trip we were still wrestling with a mix of emotions.  I was able to now feel our little bundle kicking inside of me which was a great constant reminder, but Mike was really struggling.  My 18 week ultrasound finally came and we found out we were having a little boy.  We were ecstatic!

Then, one Sunday morning during my 24th week of pregnancy, the phone rang.  It was my family doctor.  My heart immediately dropped.  Why was my family doctor phoning me on a Sunday?  She started to explain that she wanted to discuss something about my pregnancy before I switched from her to my OB that week (which was protocol).  She told me that our baby had a two vessel cord (a single umbilical artery).

Typically the umbilical cord has three vessels; two arteries and one vein.  Occasionally the umbilical cord develops malformed, with only one artery and one vein.  On its own a two vessel cord does not pose a threat.  But it can sometimes signal that other birth defects have occurred in organs that develop at the same time as the umbilical cord, such as the heart.  She reassured me that although I would have to have extra ultrasounds and tests along the ways to check our son’s organs, it probably would turn out fine and not affect him.

When I got off the phone I was as white as a ghost and sobbed for hours.  Mike and I were both already so fragile and on high alert that we could not rationally process this information.  We felt like we were standing in an ocean with waves that kept crashing into us and pulling us down.  We were basket cases for the rest of my pregnancy only relaxing a little each time we had an additional ultrasound done confirming everything else was fine.

IMG_3745We did our best to enjoy decorating our son’s nursery, celebrating at my baby showers and preparing as my due date approached.  But we each knew how quickly someone who you love so much could just slip away leaving you feeling helpless.c 7The day finally arrived and we welcomed our beautiful and healthy son Holden into our lives.  I had relaxed at that point and started to become a very easy going parent knowing to make the best of every second and to not sweat the small stuff.  It’s put things into perspective for me and helped me not obsess over every parenting decision, injury and little mistake I might make along the way.  I know now that I can’t control the future.  I can only do my best and be okay when things might not always go as planned.  Mike on the other hand has had an opposite reaction to Kane’s death.  At times he’s found himself having an irrational fear that Holden might become gravely ill, and he’d be rendered helpless (something he has never experienced with our daughters).  Over time Mike and I have been able to heal and come to terms with losing the first member of our family.  But it has impacted our parenting styles.  This unfortunately hasn’t been the hardest journey we have been though, but I believe that this hurdle helped prepare us for what was ahead.  Giving us the strength in ourselves and in our marriage to be able to cope.

I have sometimes wondered if Kane really did choose us.  To love him like crazy for his short life and help him depart with minimal suffering and immeasurable devotion.  I don’t believe in reincarnation but our little Holden is such a sweet, sensitive, compassionate soul that loves to follow the rules.  It’s hard not to compare him to Kane.  We have never regretted our decision and know that it was the right one.  But I think if you looked closely at our hearts you would see this jagged, thick, strong scar where a hole once resided.  collage 7

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The Baby Show

unnamedWill you be in the Toronto area this weekend?  If so, pop by The Baby Show!  (see below for details)

Be a part of attempting a Guinness World Record today!  The Baby Show is having a massive carseat installation happening today

and you can be a part of it!  Here’s the link: Click for carseat safety 


Here are some Quick Facts

Dates: Location:

Saturday, March 28, 2015 – 9am to 6pm Direct Energy Centre, Hall D Sunday, March 29, 2015 – 10am to 5pm Exhibition Place

Ticket Price:

$15 online and at the door (cash only).

With over 100 national and local exhibitors, The Baby Show highlights include:

Massage Area

New and expectant moms can experience a free therapeutic treatment to help alleviate ailments related to pregnancy and caring for baby.

Blacks PicStop

Moms should be in more pictures! Visitors to The Baby Show can get their pose on at this photo booth for a great photo!

Babywearing Corner

Find the perfect fit for you! Learn how to wear your baby and love it. Select carriers will be sold at a special show price. Green Zone

A dedicated area on the show floor for select exhibitors who meet the criteria of being sustainable and eco-friendly sponsored by Canada’s online store for health, beauty and baby essentials.

Seminar Stage

Plan your visit and hear local and national parenting experts speak on a variety of topics ranging from pregnancy, labour and delivery to nutrition for parents and baby. All speakers are also available for a question and answer period after their talks. Visit our website for a show schedule.

FREE 15 Minute Sleep Consultation

The KinderSleep team will be on hand to help you with your sleep concerns and answer your questions.

Emergency Rescue Academy (ERA) Health & Wellness Mat

Take part in a prenatal yoga class and you could walk away with one of 20 yoga mats from Gaiam! Learn about infant massage, dance your way to fitness, learn about infant CPR and so much more!

DK Rest Area and Reading Nook

DK Rest Area and Reading Nook is a spacious area designed to encourage literacy and give you a perfect place to take a break. Sit down on a comfy chair and read up on pregnancy and parenting or read your little one a fun and colourful board book. You can also join a fun baby circle with the Toronto Public Library.

Contests & Giveaways

  • You could win one free month of childcare courtesy of Kids & Company.
  • 50 lucky moms-to-be will be invited to the Dear-Born Baby VIP Baby Shower and could win doorprizes and an amazing prize valued at $3,000!
  • Pick up great samples and enter giveaways from some of our exhibitors.
  • Enter for a chance to win a nursery from Direct Buy and more fabulous prizes in our ContestBooth!
  • Change your baby’s diaper in the CeraVe Diaper Change Area and pick up a sample!
  • 4,000 grab bags available at the door valued at over $30 each!Click for Car Seat Safety!

    Kick off the show and get your car seat installed by a professional on March 27, 2015 at this fun event and join The Baby Show and Baby Parka in a Guinness World Record Attempt for the most car seats installed at once! Sponsored by Canadian Tire, Graco and Blacks this fun event will be filled with entertainment, car seat safety and some great prizes!

    Important to note:

  • No discounts at the door: You must buy tickets online in order to redeem savings.
  • Parking at the Direct Energy Centre is $14.
  • The Direct Energy Centre is conveniently located in Toronto and easily accessible via publictransit.
  • Don’t forget to sign up for contests and deals online at

My Busy Mama, Super Easy, Do It At Home Exercise Routine


Before starting any new exercise routine, especially after having a baby, it is very important to consult your physician first.  I am not a fitness coach or trainer, just a real mom who has created a simple, easy and fast workout routine that targets my “problem areas” after having four kids. I have learned these moves from previous personal trainers I have worked with as well as a physical therapist and various fitness magazines. I don’t always do all of these exercises each day, It always depends on my energy level and how much time I have.  I had my husband Mike take these photos for me quickly after all of our kids were in bed.  My form is probably off and the professionals out there may cringe… I welcome those who know what they are doing to add or expand on these exercises in the comments section below.  This is NOT a sponsored post.  Enjoy!

I have had many requests to share my early morning workout routine that I mentioned in my article What Having Four Kids (Including Twins) Has Done To My Body And My Confidence.  I have added some photos and short descriptions of my routine but instead of me pretending to be an expert in an area that I am clearly not, I have listed the exercises below with links to reputable websites that include descriptive instructions.

I typically set my alarm for 5:30AM.  7:00AM is when I have to be downstairs getting breakfast ready for our family to get my son, Holden to school on time.  The first thing I do is take Mia and Everly’s baby monitors and place them beside Mike’s pillow.  He is on baby duty when they wake up, getting them up and changed for me.  Our older two kids are old enough to head downstairs on their own and quietly play or watch TV until everyone is up.  Occasionally Holden will see the light on in our room and creepily appear in the mirror behind me.  If your kids have trouble sleeping in or are too young to leave their room on their own, I highly recommend the Grow Clock.  Holden used to get up at 4:30AM and wake us.  The Grow Clock helped him know when he could get up or quietly play in his room until we went and got him.  Life changing!

Back to my routine.  Listen to music while you work out, it helps push your day’s to-do list out of your mind.  I am really into listening to Spotify and it has some great workout play lists.  Don’t stress about how stiff or out of shape you are.  Remember what your body has been through.  I always have a little conversation with my body in my head about how I am doing this for it as a thank you!  I know… I am a big nerd!

I always start with stretches.  Even on the days when I just can’t drag myself out of bed early enough for a full workout, I still do my stretches.  Otherwise I will have a sore neck and headache by lunch from little 5’2″ me lugging around our chunky monkeys (Mia and Everly).  I typically hold each pose for 20 second.

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This stretch was shown to me by a physical therapist and I call it it the “new mom stretch”.  This is fantastic if you tend to be curling forward a lot nursing, changing diapers (or for me, sitting at a desk on my computer).  My form is not spectacular in these photos but you get the idea.  Make sure you push your shoulders back for this one!collage 2

Then I move on to my abs.  I detest working on my core and it’s what needs the most love.  That is why I get this task out of the way first.  I like to start with side crunches doing 2 sets of 15 reps on each side at least.  I then move onto bicycle twists, doing as many as I can handle that day.collage 3Seated oblique twists with a medicine ball targets my love handles.  I like using an 8lb medicine ball.  Then I like to do crunches with my feet up on a yoga ball.  I find this is easier on your back and hips.  For both of these exercises I do approximately 30 – 50 reps each.collageNext is a move I picked up in a exercise class.  Fire Hydrants are a killer to do, but it targets those padded hips you get with pregnancy and you can see results very fast! I try to do a few sets of 30 reps on each side.collage 4Next I move onto the kettlebell swing.  I have a booty on me and I intend on keeping it.  This just helps firm, lift and round it out.  Again, as many as I can handle for the day.collage 6Then I do 30 – 50 bicep curls.  I like using 7 or 8 lb free weights for this.

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After these exercises I will jump on the treadmill for 10 – 20 minutes if I have time (about every second or third day).  I will alternate between walking and running on the treadmill.  I always finish my workout with a shower, otherwise I may not find time again until afternoon nap time.  If you are just starting to create an exercise plan and don’t know where to start, I highly recommend the Women’s Health Big Book of Exercises book.  It has tons of exercises and is very easy to follow.

A workout first thing in the morning may not be for everyone but for months I was trying to fit in exercise and the day would just get away from me.  I finally realized that I needed to make time for myself first thing and then I could relax about it the rest of the day.  You might be shocked at how much energy and patience you have on the days you do this for yourself.

Bicycle twist instructions

Seated oblique twist instructions

Fire hydrant instructions

Kettlebell swing instructions

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What Having Four Kids (Including Twins) Has Done To My Body And My Confidence


Isn’t it incredible what the human body can do?  Or better yet, what a woman’s body can do?  I have had four children, including twins, in the span of five years.  Yes, my body did that!  Today our youngest, Mia and Everly, are seven months old and I am trying to wake up every morning to work out before everyone else is up.  Most days I succeed and I am actually starting to see my body come back.  But it has been through a war.

Since I was young I struggled with my weight, always being a little on the heavy side.  I would tend to compensate with my bubbly personality and spend a lot of time on my hair and makeup.  Finally, while in college, I reached my goal weight by working out and dieting A LOT.  Back then my sole purpose was to turn heads.  I know, that’s pretty shallow, but it’s true.  I was already dating my now husband Mike, and knew that he would love me whatever size I was, but I still craved walking into a room and having all eyes on me.  collage 3

Although my weight fluctuated, I knew tricks on how to lose 10 pounds scarily fast, especially for our wedding and honeymoon.  I wouldn’t say I ever had an eating disorder, but I know that my weight control was coming from a place where I felt I had to punish my body. collage 4

Getting pregnant and watching my belly grow while expecting our first two kids was so exciting and I was able to drop almost every one of those 50 lbs I gained with each pregnancy… but again it was coming from this negative and frustrating place.collage 6

When I found out I was expecting twins I couldn’t wrap my mind around how enormous I was going to get.  I was already well known for having huge basketball size bellies whenever I was pregnant, but growing two babies at once???  To be honest, I was kind of freaking out about it.  collage 5I finally made the decision that I would disassociate my body from my mind during my twin pregnancy and think of my body as a vessel.  Guess what… that worked!  In-fact anytime I’d start panicking about my size I would say to myself “you are a vessel, you are a vessel”.  It became my mantra.

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I must thank Mike for taking these gems.

Although I coped with my size and weight gain really well during my twin pregnancy, after having my girls was a different story.  My postpartum body was literally bruised and battered.  My distracting enormous but adorable baby bump had been deflated and I was left with mush, bruising, swollen ankles and healing from a c-section.  I had this sadness for my body.  I felt so badly for it with the state it was in and at the same time was so grateful for what it had done.  It had safely created two humans and carried them for 37 weeks and 4 days.  It had been touch and go at times but my body did it!collage 7

I made the decision to be kind to my body from now on.  Eat healthy foods, indulge here and there and not beat myself up about it.  I also wanted to get in shape again, especially knowing I was finished having children.  I would take my time.  But this time is different.  I have simple goals that are for me and no one else.  I want to be strong.  I am over hurting my back when I pick up a baby.  I want to be flexible.  No more pulling my neck while reaching for a pacifier that has fallen under a crib.  I want to go to my closet and feel good in whatever I put on.  No more pulling at waistlines and being limited to leggings (although I will never entirely give up my leggings).  collage 10I get it, I am the thirty-something mom now with four kids and I am really proud of that.  I am so much more confident with my body than I ever have been before.  Anytime I start doubting my new curves or war wounds I look around the room and ask myself, how many other people in this room grew two people inside their body at once?collage 9

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Life With Twins: The First Two Weeks Part 1 – The Hospital Stay

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My girls had finally arrived safely after 37 weeks and 4 days and I had just finished the most blissful two hours of skin to skin with them to regulate their temperature.  Coincidentally a family member had delivered her baby earlier that morning in the same hospital just a couple rooms down.  This meant that there was a parade of family hanging out in my extra large deluxe room cooing over our new twin girls.  I was okay with this chaos because of my incredibly protective nurse that kept the girls on my chest and was very clear that no one holds them.  My girls just melted into my body and my post c-section shivers finally subsided as the epidural wore off and the pile of warm blankets took affect.  This will go down as one of my favourite memories of all time.collage 2After a couple of hours I was getting pretty tired, (and a little sweaty).  My nurse finally allowed Mike and the eagerly waiting family members to take our girls into the hallway while she instructed me to have a nap… greatest post c-section gift (second to my little bundles).

After my two hour nap I was ready to jump back into things.  I nursed Mia and Everly and then relaxed and enjoyed a popsicle while Mike and the nurse gave our girls their first baths.  Because I already knew how to bath a newborn, I knew I better use that time to enjoy watching from my bed while resting as much as possible.  collage 1It was very soon after this that my IV was taken out and my catheter removed.  This process wasn’t painful, just uncomfortable and gave me instant relief.  The rest of day 1 (and the following week) I felt a lot of pain in my ribs stretching across my back.  It was a combination of my body recovering from carrying twins as well as residual gas pains from surgery.  In fact, the sharp rib pain was almost the only pain I felt for the first day.  Sure, my body felt heavy and exhausted but there really wasn’t much, if any pain, from my c-section incision.  It was more of a numb feeling.

Mike and I spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and getting to know the two newest members of our family.  They were so peaceful, predictable and easy to please.  Every nurse that entered our room mentioned how happy our girls were and credited it to me being so relaxed.  Sure, I think that contributed, but these being my third and fourth babies, I can honestly say these girls have very easy going personalities.

We ended day one with a walk around labour and delivery proudly showing off our girls.  Yes, I forced myself to walk which has been proven to help with recovery… and it did.  I enjoyed a proper meal, and introduced Mia and Everly to a few more visitors.  By 9PM I sent Mike home to get a good sleep and with the help of the nurses I had a pretty successful first night sending my girls out to the nurses station and having them brought back to me to nurse so I could grab little bits of sleep.

Side note: when I had my first, Holden, I had Mike sleep in a pull out chair next to me in the hospital while I lay awake the entire first night just staring at him in awe.  I think this is pretty typical when you have your first.  But the next day Mike and I were zombies.  When I had our daughter Beau I sent Mike home to sleep and I slept with Beau on my chest, which was one of the most incredible experiences.  With our twins I had always planned on doing what I could to utilize my longer hospital stay and ensure a speedy recovery.  This meant using the nurses as much as possible.  Let’s face it, I had two more kids at home to parent as well.  I needed to be as rested and healed as possible.

Day 2.  The BAD Day.

I found that I could start moving around a little better after my c-section on day 2 and I was able to enjoy a hot shower that morning (and every day after). But the after birth contractions set in and my nipples started to blister from all of the tandem nursing.  The pain of both of these was much worse than any incision pain and after asking for more medication I got some relief.

This was the day our girl’s doctors let us know that Everly’s weight loss was hitting the 10% point and Mia’s jaundice was still apparent so they recommended that I supplement with formula after each time I nursed Mia and Everly.  We were okay with this and just wanted what was best for our girls.

This was also the day our two older children were to visit and meet their long awaited baby sisters.  Each met the babies accompanied by their grandparents, with whom they were staying with with.  When our five year old son, Holden, first visited with my parents he was excited and confident while holding them, insisting he didn’t need help.  The visit ended with tears and Mike helped redirect his excitement as he left.  Next was Beau, our energetic three year old.  She held the babies like a little mommy and couldn’t get enough of them.  Her exit was a bit more dramatic.  Tears and a full blown meltdown is an understatement.  I had to get her to the hospital doors and ask Mike’s parents to grab her from me and carry her away wailing.  I knew I had to be strong and not let these emotional good-byes get to me.  My mother-in-law is still scarred from this and Beau gets nervous every time I wear those same pj pants with the elephants on them.  Mike and I made the decision together to not let them visit again for the rest of my hospital stay.  It was too hard on everyone and that ended up being the right decision.collage 1

Weeping is very common for the first week after having a baby but unlike after having my older kids I had been tear free.  Suddenly the biggest bully I have encountered in my adult life entered my hospital room.  A blonde thirty-something hospital lactation consultant (LC) with a monotone voice, dead eyes and who was incapable of smiling, started ripping my parenting choices and I to shreds.  From my breast-pump, to me supplementing, to listening to the doctors and nurses that Everly was underweight and needed a little help.  I sat there wide-eyed, while my sweet nurse sat quietly behind her helping me bottle feed Everly and watching me with a knowing merciful look.  Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against lactation consultants, in-fact my mother used to be an LC.  But this woman was soul-crushing.  While I thought if I just keep my mouth shut she will finish and go away, but Mike the chatty cathy that he is, began engaging her in conversation.

Once the warlock finally left, I started bawling.  You know that guttural cry that escapes your mouth without your permission, it was like that.  I was fuming!  My nurse began to comfort and agree with me, telling me to ignore her.  Mike quickly caught on and realized what had just happened… Oops!  Just while I was taking a breath between my shocked, ranting and whaling cries, my O.B., the most calming presence on earth entered the room for my post op check up.  The sweet, loveable, highly respected doctor who often uses the phases “snug as a bug” and “happy as a clam” while describing how well your fetus is growing, looked shocked and beyond embarrassed with this LC as I described in sobbing detail what I had just experienced.  She apparently “dealt” with that LC and banned her from my room.

After sending Mike home to rest in the evening, my girlfriends visited me.  We all sat in a circle passing the babies along every few minutes.  It was a wonderful break from the traumatic day I had experienced and it was exciting watching them cuddle and bond with Mia and Everly.

Day 3.  The Bonding Day.

This day was much quieter as far a visitors go.  Mike and I spent the day cuddling and really getting to know Mia and Everly.  We enjoyed some outside food Mike brought, (a nice break from the hospital food) and many walks around the maternity ward.  It was so nice to be able to move again without the weight of my pregnant belly sending my heart into overdrive.  By this point we knew all of the wonderful nurses so well and my confrontation with the evil lactation consultant had become an urban legend.

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This was also the day that we started to really get to know Mia and Everly’s personalities.  Mia was and still is such a cuddle bug and Everly is so smiley and such a ham.  Mike got such a kick out of watching her sleep because she would make such a variety of hilarious facial expressions.

Day 4.  The Extra Hospital Day.

We were all packed and ready to head home on day four when the paediatrician and nurse came in with a concerned look on their faces.  They weren’t yet satisfied enough with Everly’s weight gain and wanted to keep us there one day longer.  This was a hard pill to swallow.  My nurse still went ahead and removed my staples from my incision and applied the steri-strips (little vertically applied bandages applied to my c-section scar).  Although I had been dreading the removal of my staples it wasn’t bad at all.  I was instructed to let the steri-strips fall off naturally but by day seven remove the rest that haven’t come off yet.  At this point a fair bit of bruising had settled in around my incision making it look worse than it felt.  As long as I had baggy string drawn pants I could pull up over my incision, I was fine.

This was the day we were supposed to reunite with Holden and Beau and give them the gifts we had put away from their baby sisters.  We made the decision for Mike to head home and give them their gifts while I facetimed them.  In the end it worked out well and our kids were happy to be home with Daddy.  I made the best of having an extra day in the hospital by having one of my dearest friends hang out with us.  We actually had a really fun time and she stayed way past visiting hours just laughing and cuddling babies.

Day 5.  Going Home.

This day couldn’t come fast enough.  Although I was still moving slowly and exhausting quickly, I was eager to get home and create my own routine with our family of six.  We placed our teeny tiny girls in their carseats, said goodbye to all of the wonderful nurses and ventured outside.

collage car seat

We made the decision to stop at a baby supply store on the way home to buy more swaddling blankets which we realized we didn’t have enough of.  It was kind of nice to delay our entry into real world with our older kids but I quickly became tired and was ready to get home.  Although I thought I was prepared for real life outside of the hospital… living it was a whole different story. To be continued…

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