Just two days after the largest blizzard and snowfall on record for the Mid-Atlantic area dumping 30" of snow on us. We got between another 12" and 28" of snow but it's nearly impossible to tell what we got exactly from looking in our yard because we also had 40mph wind gusts so the snow drifts rang from nothing to 4 or 5' high. It was just not worth going out to experience the snowy goodness that has kept Drew happily home for a week. But maybe I will get the boys out tomorrow in the sun to show you how the path in the snow carved out to the cars is taller than they are. Crazy.
Relaxing in our new ride after an post-blizzard/pre-second blizzard afternoon trip to IKEA to stretch our legs. Best Ikea trip ever, there was no one there and the play area was perfect for two kiddos to run around on feeding tubes.
Must escape, going stir crazy in this house. Must. Get. Out!
Maybe I can get out by lifting the gate? Damn!










Thursday, February 11, 2010
Part two of Snowmageddon 2010
Posted by Laura at 8:54 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Snowpocalyps - Blizzard of 2010
We have been hit by the largest blizzard in 90 years getting a whopping 28" to 30" in most areas with really strong wind gusts causing the snow drifts in our neighborhood to be as tall as some of the cars. It is a challenge to keep two toddlers entertained all day when there isn't anywhere to go for a few days until they plow the streets and people get back to the grind. But in planning for this snowstorm we moved two of our outdoor slides inside to the play room. The room is a chaotic mess, but the boys are having the time of their lives. They are also starting to learn to be pushy and impatient and will shove each other out of the way, even if that means they fall down the slide or ladder. So we, the parents, are playing a lot of referee. They are still too young to really understand Time Out, but we are on the verge and soon I will be moving a pack'n'play into the playroom as my teaching time out tool. For now though we just teach them to not hit, push or shove, and that they have to wait their turn and let the other person go first. They know how to say "my turn" in sign language but don't know how to read it from their brother so it's still a lost piece of communication between them, but the foundation is building.
We did make it out in the snow, much to the boys' displeasure. I had to apologize profusely for subjecting them to snowsuit torture. Cameron said he's pretty sure there is something about this being illegal in the Geneva Convention or something, but I assured him that not wearing the snowsuits was not an option. They really can't move in the pants and jackets at all and their boots are a size or two too big anyway, so we are careful to not make them try to walk too much.
Dad made his first homemade toy for the boys, a sled. I am kicking myself for not picking up the last two toddler sleds I saw at Target over a week ago for only $15 each. But at the time the snowstorm wasn't even in the news yet, so I figured we'd passed the point of winter gear. But in the end this double toddler sled my husband made out of a cardboard box, an old plastic tablecloth (to keep the cardboard from getting wet), a couple of dog leashes, and some duct tape works just perfectly and cost us nothing.
The boys language skills are growing every day. They babble all day long non-stop and are really very expressive.
Cameron:
Happy
Argggh! (as in What does a Pirate say?)
Pie-at (Pirate)
Driver
Train
Slide
Ladder (sometimes pronounced Yadder)
Sladder (combination of Ladder and Slide)
Evan:
Moon
Hair
Weeeee (when going down the slide)
Go go go! (his new favorite thing to say)
All Done (pronounced ah dohn)
















Posted by Laura at 7:53 AM 1 comments
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
BIG NEWS!

I think that it is safe to officially say out loud to the general public now that the boys are finally Sleeping Through the Night. They go to bed between 6pm and 7pm and get up like clockwork at 5am and no one makes a peep all night long. It's a beautiful thing. Hopefully it will improve with them sleeping at least until 6am on a regular basis, but for now we're pretty happy with the way things are going. It's going to take Drew and I a very long time before we feel like we've finally caught up with our own sleep, but it is much better now.
And now for the really big news: 
Evan has officially been discharged from Physical Therapy!
Because he has met his gross motor skills at an appropriate level within two months of his actual age Evan no longer needs Physical Therapy services. At his discharge we went over the last six months because it was the regular six month re-evaluation of services to see if the boys have reached their goals and for PT he's right on track. Six months ago, at the age of 16.5 months actual age and 13mos adjusted age, Evan's gross motor skills goals were to roll over in both directions, push up on his arms to a crawl, rock back and forth while in the crawl position, sit up unassisted, and pull to a stand. Two months after that evaluation was written Evan was pulling to a stand, free standing, and walking across the room without assistance. Today he actually got air under both feet at the same time while jumping, attempted to do a somersault on his own, climbs on furniture, crawls through long tunnels, and runs at every opportunity even if it's only to go a few feet. He can do anything that a kid his age should be doing, with the exception of things that are just not within his reach or at a height to tall for him because he's still very short for his age (in the 10th percentile). He got a little award from his PT and a sweet note congratulating him on all his hard work. I love Miss Linda, the best PT ever!
Evan is continuing to get OT services every week and will add Speech Therapy services twice a month because while he's saying words, he's not imitating as much and as frequently as we would like to see, and is also allowing Cameron to speak for him which delays him further.
Cameron has been discharged from both Physical Therapy (back in December) and Speech Therapy for the purposes of communication but not for the feeding aspect though the OT will work with him on communication as well.
We are no longer going to be getting ST for communication because if you've read my earlier posts about all his new words, there is no concern about his social skills and his ability to communicate, either by talking or gestures and signing. He's a veritable chatter box and sponge.
Both boys are eligible for continued EI services after the age of three, for right now based on their current track, and we are very lucky to live in the county we do because there are a whole lot of programs to participate in that are free and fun and very close to home. And both our OT and ST will be visiting the feeding clinic with us to observe the techniques that are used so that once we graduate from that program we can continue to work with the boys on improving their ability and desire to eat.
It's been such an incredibly long road and I am overwhelmed with the emotions and exhaustion we have all been dealing with from the last 20 months. I was sure for the longest time that there was irreparable damage done to them from their prematurity, and while we're still not sure of that, we are sure that they will walk and talk and interact in society on a normal scale without concern. It's one huge boulder lifted off my shoulders. More Happy Tears.
But to cap off a good day, I got to listen to Cameron talk himself to sleep saying "Mommy. Tahm-ron. Eban. Daddy." over and over. So incredibly sweet, especially since he gets confused when we ask him "What's your name?" and he responds by patting Evan's leg saying "Tahm-ron." then patting his chest and saying "Ebon." Still not exactly sure what his name is. LOL!




That was then... Fresh from the NICU and we were pre-bottling the boys food for the next 14 hours. Each bottle had to be meticulously labeled for each specific feeding for each baby and all the different medications they were on. Literally every bottle was different.
This is now... We've switched the boys from Neocate to Peptamin Jr premixed formula. It comes in cans which totally brings back memories from when the boys were little and had just come home from the NICU and eating 2oz every 2hours. 
My poor little sickos sleeping peacefully.






Since the boys were sick we've had a complete setback in their willingness to eat and put food in their mouths beyond milk. And even the amount of milk they consume is much less now too. On Sunday night we went out to dinner to Red Robin and I let Evan have my fork covered in blue cheese dressing. He put it to his lips and must have liked it because he refused to give up the fork and attacked it when I put more dressing on it. I had to take a picture. But then we noticed that his face was turning splotchy and bright red and his left eye got a little puffy. 
This is what it looked like about 30min after he'd eaten and smeared the teeny tiny bit of blue cheese on his face. It was completely gone about an hour later. We've decided that this was just a topical reaction to something in the blue cheese dressing and it seems to be pretty common among other children, especially with ranch dressing. Honestly, if he wants to eat it, then I'll keep giving it to him. I'll just keep a washcloth handy. 


And here's a video of Cameron sampling the chocolate milk from Drew's Coco Pebbles cereal on Sunday morning. It's a beautiful thing.
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Saturday, January 23, 2010
Trying to keep up with Cameron
Cameron is a veritable parrot these days. I am having difficulty now remembering all the new words he's imitating and saying correctly. I know I've missed a couple in this but here's what I can remember from the last three days, probably some are repeats and not actually new.
Cracker
Knee
Hair
Neck (Neh)
Cheek (Chee, often confused with Cheese)
Cheese
Kitty Cat (Kit-cah)
Meow
Cow
Pig (Pi-eh)
Elephant (eh-fan) with accompanying trumpeting and arm movement
Zebra (see-bra)
Turtle
Sun
Moon
Ball Pit
Hand (han)
Scoot (skooooo)
Spoon (spoooo)
Fork (fooooor)
Kiss me
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
Getting Out
I took the boys to a local mall yesterday to return some things. We went to the food court for lunch. This is always a bit of a nightmare not just because we have feeding issues, but this mall is always PACKED with people and there are never any good seats to be had. But today I scored and it was the most pleasant outing we've had in a very long time. Here's why....
1. An older lady maybe in her 70's came up to me to ask about the boys. She smiled and said "Twins? They're not identical, I can see some differences besides their sizes." (Most people don't even notice their size difference, so this was neat.) "I have identical twin grandsons who are teenagers now. Let me give you advice that my daughter, their mother, came up with. And don't worry, I know mom's don't need advice from strange old ladies, but you might like this idea. When they are older they will fight over which restaurant they want to eat at, McDonalds or Burger King, and it will be a nightmare because someone will be upset, and so will you. My daughter decided that the boy who was born on the odd minute (ie. 2:33pm) would get to make the final choice of restaurant on the odd days, and the boy who was born on the even minute (ie. 2:34pm) would get to make the decision where to eat on the even days. And their mother would get the final decision on the 31st of every month. Solved that problem, and many others." When I asked her when did the Dad get to decide where to eat she said "Why does he need to decide? He's not the one dealing with them every day!" I liked her a lot.
2. We found a table but I was struggling to find high chairs. There was a table across from us with a group of moms and their babies having lunch, one of them had twins. The twin mom got up and asked me if I would like her to go and get the highchairs for me so I wouldn't have to leave the boys alone. She said that she had help with her but if she had been alone it would have been one more thing to deal with, so she needed to help a fellow mom of multiples out. I liked her a lot.
3. At the table next to us was a very old frail lady, maybe in her 80's eating lunch alone. She asked if they were twins, were they fraternal. Then she said, "I am a twin too. But my twin is my brother. You would be amazed at how many people still ask us to this day if we are identical. So stupid, don't you think?" I busted out laughing with her. She shared a few stories with me about growing up with a twin while I tried to feed the boys. She said that it was a big deal in her small town to have the only twins. That her mother never left the house until they were 3 because there was no way back then to carry twins around and they didn't have a car. I liked her a lot too.
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Recovery & More Words
This past week and a half the boys have been very sick and it turns out my hunch was right, they probably had/have the dreaded RSV. Thankfully they don't seem to have caught a bad case, and while I did hear significant wheezing in each boy, it was only at night or early morning and during the increased reflux attacks caused by the post-nasal drip. It's really just a wicked horrible cold, but RSV is a tricky bastard that within a matter of just a few hours can mean a trip to the hospital. Only Cameron really struggled with it enough at the doctor's office, we couldn't get his pulsox over 95% no matter what we tried. So he needed Abuterol steroid inhalant nebulizer treatments (which he HATES) and some oral steroids. It's not surprising that Cameron did a good bit worse than Evan considering the trouble he had learning to breathe, and we had been warned by the pulmonologist that this would probably happen, and my in fact get worse as he gets older and comes in contact with worse variations of this virus. Poor Evan was the one who got sick first and while he was miserable he recovered after only four days. Both boys will still have a wicked cough for at least another week I think.
During our doctor's visit the boys got hysterical when we stripped them down and weighed them and took their temperatures. You'd think we were stabbing them. But the poor things have been through this way too many times to not always assume that something painful is about to happen, so I don't blame them for being upset. But in his new fashion, Evan told both the nurse and then the doctor several times "Bye-Bye!" and gave them a very dismissive wave of the hand. It was very clear that he wanted this to be over and done and the nurse and doctor to be gone.
NEW WORDS
Cameron is now repeating much more of what we say so it is getting trickier to know if he is really using the word or just imitating, but every day he uses everything in his repertoire that he can. This morning when he woke up he screamed "Oc-pus!" for his toy octopus, then screamed even louder for "Mommy, Daddy, Eban (Evan)". Some of Cameron's other new words:
Beads
Water
Car
Cup
Chair
Hot (But this is used in the context of do not touch)
Open
Close
Ah-choo
Feet
Elbow
Hair
Chin
Mouth (pronounce Mowf)
Teeth (pronounce Tee)
Glasses (pronounced Gahss)
Hug (more specifically he says "A hug.")
Night-night (pronounced Nigh-nigh)
Bells
Owl
Shoe
Sock (pronounced Sah!)
Tunnel
Knock-knock (pronounce Nah-nah)
Me
Mine (but he doesn't know how to use it to say that "something is Mine")
Cameron (Pronounced Cah-mon, but he does not yet understand the question "what is your name?")
Banana (pronounced Nana)
Hot Dog
One other adorable but odd thing that he is doing is carrying around one yellow rubber boot. He totes it around the playroom, refusing to put it on his foot but knows exactly that that is where it goes.
Evan
He's babbling non-stop now. He's trying to say stuff but he's so busy doing the talking that he's not really saying a whole lot of words very clearly as they get mashed up in all the babble, but they are there if you listen carefully.
Water (pronounced Wha-wa)
Up
Down (pronounced Dow)
Open
Closed (pronounced Opeh)
Nose
Eye
No
Elmo
Dog (pronounced Dohg)
Knock-knock (pronounced Nah-nah)
Mommy
Daddy
We have a new bed time routine that really makes us laugh. We've been reading the book "Cornelius P. Mud, Are You Ready For Bed?" by Barney Saltzberg. We often add in our own questions to the boys about what they need to do to get ready for bed. Each question is answered by Cameron with a resounding No or Yes as appropriate, while Evan gives big goofy grins and rolling his eyes as his response. At the end of all the questions we ask "What else do you need?" and Cameron's response is always "A hug." and then we all hug. At this point Cameron points to the door and says "Nigh-nigh" and we all march upstairs and put the boys to bed with no more tears, no vomiting, no anxiety, no arching of backs, etc. It's a beautiful thing. 
Posted by Laura at 6:57 AM 2 comments
Monday, January 18, 2010
Happy Birthday Baby Anthony!

Welcome to the world baby boy Anthony C., born today 01/18/10 weighing in at 6 lbs 4oz. Your Mommy and Daddy are so excited to have you finally here. I have not had a chance to meet you yet, but already I can tell you are the sweetest dream of a happy healthy baby because you baked in your Mommy's tummy for a healthy and uneventful 38 weeks like a good boy, and delivery was very easy for your Mommy (for which she thanks you very, very much). We have all been so excited for this day, and are looking forward to many play dates and fun times ahead.
Congratulations to one of my longest and dearest best friends forever, Y & C. We love you all!
Love,
Laurie, Drew, Cameron & Evan
p.s. Remember to shake the boobies! ;-)
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