Sunday Blues

When I was working, even during the times when I absolutely loved my job and the people I worked with, on Sunday nights I always got that icky feeling that comes with the end of the weekend and the beginning of the work week - the Sunday blues. I was surprised to discover this didn't end during my brief time as a "stay at home wife". Even when my Sundays were almost the same as my Tuesdays and Fridays, I couldn't shake the Sunday blues.

Yesterday, almost everyone in our family had them. I woke up with a slightly higher temperature than the day before - not enough for my doctor to consider it a fever, but having had my temperature taken a bajillion times this summer I knew that's where it was headed, so we headed in to the ER early in the morning. One of my many doctors happened to be there, so we saw him (and an ER doc that looked amazingly like George Clooney - a nice perk if you find yourself having to go to the ER at CDH) and he fixed me right up and got us out the door with some antibiotics just as a precaution. This is the first time in quite awhile that a doctor pronounced something related to my pregnancy "very normal" and in fact "most women with twins have it worse". Imagine that! Jeff stopped in to the NICU to check on the kiddos on our way in, and because I have a fever they asked me to stay away for 24 hours just to be cautious, so I spent the day at home catching up on sleep.

Jeff was *ahem ahem* a little under the weather after the wedding the night before, so he spent the day in his cave (our basement) watching TV and catching up on sleep as well.

He was on his way out the door last night to go to the NICU when we got a call saying that Abby was having some tummy problems. They ran some tests and nothing came back that was alarming, and she was behaving normally so there was nothing immediately to worry about, but of course I worried and was happy that Jeff was going to see them. He held her for a little bit and read her a book that he picked out for them, and sent me pictures of a very sleepy happy looking baby. Like we have been told before, if there is even the hint of a problem, the doctors will start treatment without knowing whether it is necessary, so for now they have stopped Abby's tube feedings to give her digestive system a little rest, and she'll be getting all of her nutrition through IV for at least a few days. She will continue to grow and gain weight on the IV nutrition, and we were excited to hear that she is back up to her birth weight of 3lb 5oz! They ran some more labs this morning which all came back very normal, and will continue to watch her closely (as well as Jake, just in case), but so far so good. I felt terrible yesterday that this happened on the one day that we didn't get to spend a lot of time with them, and the one day that I didn't see them at all, but it helps that everyone keeps reassuring us that this kind of stuff just happens. So, maybe Abby's Sunday blues were just that, and she'll be back on her regular feedings in a few days.

Jake had to carry the health of the family yesterday, and he did a great job! His feedings continue to increase, and he is up to 4 pounds now! I have a feeling he won't be coming home in any of the preemie clothes I have bought him so far, so hopefully he'll get some good wear out of them over the next few weeks.

Even though I have no new pictures to add, I have some good ones from our visits over the past few days - in no particular order, because I'm still getting the hang of this blogging thing. We have been pretty good about making sure they are wearing a pink hat or a blue hat in their pictures, so hopefully you can tell who is who. Some of my favorites are of Jake when he was clearly SO ANNOYED with me for wanting to get a picture of his face. Enjoy!