God needs to have his head examined

Can I just say.......I HAVE HAD IT WITH GOD!. My friend Molly sent me an e-card that states," God doesn't give us anything that we can't handle." Well, I'm not sure about that these days. First....God must have decided that Matt and I would be good canidates for 2 babies instead of one. I am not sure why, but he did. Then, after watching us struggle with raising not 1 but 2 babies...he must have thought we were doing a great job becuse he decided that we needed another set. Not only a second set, but a set that comes 2 months early, and has to spend 26 and 39 days in the NICU. You would have thought that would have been enough, right? God must be smokin' something because he decided that not only should we have 4 beautiful babies, but he thought, "Heck, they are doing such a great job, let's throw in a twist. Let's give their daughter Riley a brain disorder that could possibly one day paralize her or even worse, take her life." Matt and I adjusted and are reasearching everything we can about A. Chiari Malformation and Doctors who specialize in it. Well, God must not have been pleased on how well we are adjusting. Then he says, "Let's throw in a little something for Cooper, their 3rd child. Let's give him something not so dramatic, but that would need surgery to fix." So, God blessed Cooper with a hernia. It's easy to fix, but once again....it's another hurdle for Matt and Cindy to jump over. We will over come this on April 7th at Children's Hospital and Cooper should do well. Well, you would think that God would atleast wait until Cooper's surgery is over to throw something else at us. Nope, he must feel we need one more thing at this point. So, God says," Little Miss Carson, the youngest of the Cole kids - let's give her an issue with her head. Matt and Cindy handled Riley's ACM so well, let's see how they handle this one." So, Carson had a CT scan the other day and the radiologist found that the bones behind her soft spot are starting to fuse together. Not good. Her head looks like it could fit into a toaster. The fuse is not letting her head grow the width way, but only the length way. So, she will be joinging Riley in seeing the Neurosurgeon.
So, God says, "This should keep Matt and Cindy busy for awhile. In the mean time, I will let Keegan be the healthy child."

Ok, now God....if you are reading this blog.....would you mind taking a few hours to explain WHY you believe that Matt and I can handle all of this??? I am dying to know!

It's ok, Mommy will clean it

.....spilled out of Riley's mouth yesterday morning at breakfast after she has spilled something on the table. And then keegan proceeded to say, "I want more to eat". Matt replied back, " What do you want? I'll get it." My sassy boy says," No, Mommy will get it."! What is it around here with those two? It is sure to say, Mommy is the cook and the cleaning lady around here! GEEZ! It is time to put them out on the street and fend for themselves!
Well folks.....I had weigh in for week # 2 this morning. I am down 2 lbs. That makes a total of 9 lbs in 2 weeks. I guess this is more the norm now that I am in the swing of things. I must say I had 2 disaster days this week. Maybe with out them I would have done a bit better. Oh well, 2 lbs is better than no pounds. I am really enjoying this dieting thing. My big disaster day this past week was at our Twins club meeting. I am one of the Co-presidents of the club. At these meetings we talk little business and lots about the issues we are having with our multiples. Every month we have a group of ladies who brings treats. YUMMY TREATS! Do you know how hard it is not to drowned our sorrows in treats???? Expecially when I was one of the ones who brought the treats? Cheese, sausage and crackers!! UMMM My favorite! AHHHHHHH..it is really tough. Except, I did do ok while I was at the mtg.......It was in the car on the way home when I started eyeing what was left of the cheese, sausage and crackers. YIKES. Good thing there wasn't a ton left or I would have been in BIG trouble. But 6 pieces of cheese, 5 pieces of sausage and 6 crackers is a enough to make my weight watchers frown. The good thing is I got right back up on the horse on Friday morning. It's tough, I am not gong to denie that.....But I am to despereate to lose this weight to give up!

Weigh in - week 1

Ok everyone...today is weigh in # 1 and lets say I was pretty surprised.
I lost 7 lbs this week. YIPPY! I have actually been feeling pretty good too. No starving at the end of the day, no wanting to cheat or snack on things I shouldn't be. The only thing I haven't been able to get a hang of is the drinking water part. I just feel like I am drowning myself with 8-10 glasses a day. Not only that, but after drinking so much, you become good pals with the potty too!.
So....a new week.....in the quest for a new me. Back to the gym tonight.....
If anyone has any thoughts or ideas for me to try....please feel free to leave it on my comments or email me. Every little bit will help!

HUGE correction

Ok, this must tell you how out of it I am. I listed in my blog prior that I am going to be 33 this year. Well, I'm not. Only 32. I must feel like I am 33....but no such luck.

Day number 4

As day number 5 rolls around in a few more hours, I am dying to step foot on my scale. I started Weight Watchers on Monday and things have been going really well. Actually, better than I had thought they would. I have been commited 110%. I also started working out everynight. We live about 6 blocks from a high school and their fitness center is open to the neighbors from7-9p. I made the mistake of going gung-ho the first night, but I learned by the second night that I am no where near the shape I thought I was in. My norm has been to go in and knock off a couple of miles btwn the bike and the treadmill. I love it. I feel so refreshed afterwards. I just can't believe that I have let my life slip like this. I used to be a competive swimmer and I used to thrive on this stuff, but something happend oh, about 10 yrs ago. I can tell this time around that things are really going ot be different. I have been staying in my point limit, actually with a few left over, but I'm not starving. I think the difference is that I have no time to think about food. Btwn 2 infants and 2 toddlers I barley have time to think about anything. We just fly by the seat of our pants around here. It's the only way.

It finally hit me

I have been struggling for the last few weeks on what I wanted to give up for Lent. Now that it has already begun, it's about time I get serious. As many of you know, I have been struggling with my weight. Actually, I have been struggling with it ever since college. I have tried every diet and almost every prescripted medication out there. I flew through Jenny Craig, lost 50 lbs, but at that time, I wasn't mature enough to keep it off. You have really got to want to do it in order for the weight to come off. I've even gone as far as singing up on Dr, Phils' online "weight loss challenge". I went on the site looking for a "diet" partner. Someone who could help me and I them. Well, For some reason, that didn't work out as planned. I did however met a friend. My friend Molly and I went looking for each other. Not on purpose, but we were both looking for a partner to help us through. I am sad that we didn't lose any weight, but very excited that I gained a new friend.
As I laid in bed this morning I thought to myself - man, my body hurts. I wonder if It would still hurt if I was 50lbs lighter? And Wham.....something smacked me right in the face. Yes, my body might still ache, but I would be 50 lbs lighter. So, I have decided to to give up food for Lent. Ok, not all food, but you know what I mean. I dug deep into the kitchen drawer and pulled out my weight watchers packet. I feel strong. I think I am finally serious about sheding this extra person I have been carring around for TOO DAMN LONG! I will be 33 come April, I have 4 children that need me not only as a mom, but as a playmate. I know 50lbs isn't going to cure everything, but it's a damn good start. I plan to lose weight for Lent this year, and many more to come.
I am woman, hear me roar! Watch out bikini's......in about 10 yrs, I'll be looking for ya!

Can you say, "BAD MOM"

Ok everybody...here I am complaining again. Seems to be the bases of my blogs these days. But no, really. I had a terrible night last night. I went to bed after I finished my nightly feeding - around 11:3o pm and felt like crap. I had the hardest time falling asleep. I do believe at some point I finally caught some zzzzzz's. BUT...I woke up around 2am with a terrible stomach ache. Didn't really think much of it because it was my first day of aunt flow. But after trying pepto, water, and everything I could think of, it was still there. As I lay there listening to my dear husband snore I just kept thinking how fast time was flying by. Oh my god...it was now 5am and still no rest. Matt's alarm was going and just wanted to hide my head under my pillow and never come out. Today we had a pretty busy day planned with getting the kids pictures take and Carson and Cooper needed to get another shot at the doctors.....so I knew I was eventually going to have to get my fat A*@ out of bed. 7:30am rolls by and my alarm goes off.....there is no stopping time, so I had to get up. It's all quite on the first floor so I make my way up to the shower...I open Keegans door, and WHAM..I step right into a puddle of vomit! Not only am I not feeling good...but Keegan is now sick also. So ya just know what kind of a day it's going to be. I rush to get Keegan cleaned up and just hoped to god that Riley wasn't sick also. She has had a cold that has been hang around here like flies on horse s*@#. I finally reach the bathroom, plunge my way into the shower and I hear Matt say......I trained Keegan to throw up in the garbage can. WHAT???? What about training him to barf in the toilet? Nope...Just more work for me to clean up. Matt's on his way to work, so what does he care.
I finish my oh so unlovely shower and head down stairs. Keegan at my heels barfing all the way down . It is now 9am and I need to be on the road with the little ones by 9:30. My mom shows up all ready for our big day out and she finds out it's canceled. Keegan still continuing to vomit. By now he has vomited 4 times and I still have to clean up the first mess! AHHHHHH
Moms in charge...... run off with the little ones.....get our shots.....return home to keegan still not feeling good, Me not feeling good, and all my help is now leaving. So here I sit after we all had an a little nap....sheets need to be done......oh yah, Riley threw up 2 days prior and I still haven't been up to change her sheets!!! I am totally up for the BAD MOM award!
Oh as I am sitting here.....Riley just had diahrea (sp) in here undies. OH MY GOD, HELP ME!

whoda thought

I have not been one who likes to spend money to have my haircut done by a fancy stylist. I am ashamed to say, that for most of my life I have delt with the young bloods of Master Cut ot Cost Cutters. I just can not see spending more than 15.00 to have my hairs cut. I can't do it. So, prior to Christmas I was looking for some place to take Riley, my 3 yr old, to have her first "professional" hair cut. I found a place here that specializes in kids cut beside the normal business of adults. So, I took Riley for her first cut and it was great. No, it wasn't Cost Cutters or Master Cuts. It's a cute little place btwn the locks here down by the river. Riley really enjoyed it and the cost was fantastic. So, I decided maybe it's time I face my own demonds and pay a little more to have someone do my hair right. So, I made an apt for the week after Christmas. Let's just say, It was terrific. I love the lady who does it. So, while I was there, Becky had a drawing for her customers......FREE HAIR SERVICE FOR A YEAR- with the booking of 2 more apts. I thought to myself hey.....I could schdule 2 more apt and take a chance right? What could I lose?
Well, low and behold, Becky called me a few days later stating that I had won her drawing of FREE HAIR SERVICE FOR A YEAR. Can you imagine???? Me of all people. I feel so bad for all of her regular customers who come to her on a regular basis because they are dedicated to her. Not me, I was trying a "oh, what the hell" apt. So, I sit and think to myself.......Me who has only had minor cuts.....ok, some big cuts.....what would I do with a "free year of hair service". My brain started turning. Well, I had been wanting a perm, so....oh what the hell....it's free! So I made my apt for a perm and whallah.....I was curly. After about 2 weeks or so, I wasn't real thrilled with my curls. Part of my head had taken and part had not taken as well. So, I made and another apt ....because it's FREE ...and wham....I was straight again So, back to being boring brownish black and straight I started thinking again.........How about higlights...that must be pretty expensive and something I would never do.....so once again, I made my apt and zip.......I have an inverted bob and nice dirty blond highlights. I am so loving this free pampering stuff. I wish I could go everyday. I would go just for the wash and th head massage! talk about total relaxation!
Well, as of today....I love my hair. I will keep you posted if I think of anything else fun to do!

Ever have just one of those weeks?

I know I have been complaining about my life lately, but damn...It's been a rough one lately. Can I just say last week was the week from HE double hockeysticks! It is truely amazing that I survived it. I think everyones cabin fever is finally starting to sink in and the weather here hasn't been much help. It's actually a big tease to my older children. Who of course don't know the difference btwn 40 and -45 below zero until they can actually test it themselves. It's pretty bad when it's 30 out and my kids want to play outside without jackets on. Whoa- a heat wave. And on the negitive days when they want to go out, their snot freezes before I even get the storm door open. It's crazy. No, actually it's making my kids crazy!!! They want to be outside so bad......that being indoors is making them so naughty. The bickering, the tatletailing (sp?), every little thing is getting on my nerves! Well, the straw finally broke the camels back the other day, actually last Friday. The fighting had gone on all day btwn Riley and Keegan and Carson and Cooper felt the need to join in and cried pretty much all day. At about 4pm on Friday I had had it and snapped. I ended up calling my dear husband to ask if he could come home a bit early. As my husband arrived home, he found Cooper in the swing, Carson in the crib and the Riley and Keegan in bed with me under the covers. I think I freaked the kids out with my crying. Keegan could not have been any nicer to me. He is definately a "mamas boy". He was stroking my hair, rubbing his cheek up against mine, and asking me if I was ok. It was actually very cute! He will make a great husband some day! So, after Matt got everyone out of my bed, I continued to lay there and think to myself.......Tomorrow is Saturday....I wonder if I can get the day off. I spoke with my loving husband and he agreed that I deserved a break. So, the next question was.....oh what to do on my day off. I knew that if I stayed around town, I would end up feeling guilty for leaving my dear husband alone with 4 under 4, so I had to think of something good, something out of town. I ended up calling my dear friend Molly....aka Lost a sock...and was pouring my guts out to her on how bad my week had been and how I had just lost it. We chatted for awhile and she had mentioned that she would have loved to meet me half way....I in Wisconsin and she in Indiana....but she was having company that evening. Mind you..we only get to see each other once every 4 or so months and this time we had just seen her and her family a few weeks prior. It would be a miracle if we saw each other twice in one month. We had only been chatting for a

wee bit before her husband had called on her other line. She says, "I'll be right back". No longer than 5 seconds or so she comes backs and says, "I'm going to meet you". Oh my goodness. It must be a miracle......we are meeting twice in one month! I asked her about her company and she said it wasn't a problem to reschedule. I couldn't believe it. My friend, Carson's godmother.....was giving up her day to spend time with Riley and I in Kenosha. Can I just tell you ladies and gents....I love this lady! From the day that we meet on Dr. Phil's website we had an instant connection.

Saturday rolls around Riley and I jump into the "bus" and head to Kenosha...just a bit over 2 hours. I couldn't wait to hug her......Someone who knew what I had been going through..as she has a 3 yr old and also a newborn. I also had gotten the opportunity to meet her sister Sarah. What a lovely gal. Sarah.....YOU ROCK!

So, after a day of chatting, eatting, and shopping, I actually felt refreshed again.

Thank you Molly and Sarah, for spending your Saturday with us!

Do you even understand how much crap you accumulate when you have 4 kids? It totally blows my mind. I have been up in my 3 yr olds rooms all morning and I feel like it is a never ending battle. I haven't even begun to start the 3 month olds room. It's like crap just keeps coming out of the walls or it's mating and it's multipling. I am trying to get stuff organized for our twins club rummage sale that is coming up here in the near future and I can't believe how much stuff I have. How does this happen? I have even started a bag for our local "once upon a child" and it's terrible because they know me by name. When I walk in they always say," More?" Cindy. I tell ya, the stuff I have kept from the older set and the stuff we have gotten as gifts for the new set.........it's taking over my house. How do you know what to keep and what to get rid of? How do you know how long you should save stuff for? Or if you even should? I'm not sure my second set will even fit into my first sets stuff. They are much smaller than the first at this stage. Let me tell you..it seems like such a simple task, but man I am very overwhelmed right now. It must just be the fact that I have all 4 kids yelling and crying all at the very time I was trying to weed out, but geez. At this very second I am not sure any of this is even making any sense. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...ok...a little bit of a stress reliever! Thanks for listening.

Nearly impossible

to go anywhere with 4 children by myslef. Take yesterday, the kids and I thought we would run a errons. My game plan before we left the house was....we would go to Barns and Noble so the older kids could play and I could research a few books I have been wanting to read then to Jo-Anns fabric, and to Sam's Club. But before we got out of the house, my girlfriend Erin and her twin boys stopped over for a brief moment to drop off some cookies that they made for Riley and Keegan. Erin told us they were on their way to Toy's R'Us to play on the jungle gym equipment. After my kids heard that, they also wanted to go. No, no , no...I needed to stick to the game plan in my head or nothing would get done. After getting ALL the kids packed in to the "Bus" (our mini van) we were off to Barns and Noble. Wouldn't you know it.......as soon as I pulled out of the garage, the kids started screaming that they wanted to play with Jacob and Tyler - which meant we had to go to Toy's R' Us. At that point of time, I should have pulled right back in and called it a day....but no. So after hearing them scream for a few blocks....I gave in. We were off to play with the boys. We get there and get everyone off the "bus" and into the store ,Erin is shocked to see us, and the kids couldn't be happier. We just get to the point of taking our shoes off and the questions and looks start pouring in. Out of the corner of my eye I can see this lady staring at us. I dare not give her any eye contact beacuse then you know she's just going to ask you something...and 99% of the time it's a DUMB question. I dodge all the looks and questions and leave the two older ones with Erin while I take a brief look around. After about 45 minutes of play we were packing up the "bus" again. This time, we were off to Jo- Anns fabric. A word to the wise.....NEVER take 2 - 3 yr olds to a fabric store with out a second pair of eyes or stroller. For the most part they are good about sticking to the stroller that the 3 month olds are in, but today for some reason was different. They wanted to be INDEPENDENT. They were hiding under the tables of fabric, Riley found some spooles of "pretties" that she wanted for her hair.....needless to say she had 3 rolls unwound before I could say "we'll take 5 yrds of that". Keegan found the sissor section and had found 3 pairs he wanted, and as I turned around again, Riley had just tiped over the the twirly rack thing that holds the patterns. Great, and I hadn't found flannel yet for the babies swaddling blankets. AHHHHHH . Calgon take me away.
I finally get everyone under control, I find my fabric and get to the cutting table. The lady asks me......."Your pretty qutsy - how do you have the nerve to take 4 kids out by yourself?" I was just about ready to knock her out! Out of that store and back into the "bus". Off to Sam's Club. I thought I would be somewhat safe there because the carts are so friggin' huge that I could put everyone in it. I get the boys in the back and the girls in the front. At least I had everyone contained. Now, I just had to deal with the looks and comments. We get into the store and the first couple we meet are no futher than 10 feet inside the store. She says" Awww honey, look at the babies....are all these your kids? As they are breathing over the tops of Riley and Carson. Yup...they sure are. What do people barrow kids to go shopping these days? "You are a brave woman". Ahhh, Thanks. As we proceed into the store, I can hear the lady behind me that just spoke to us say to another woman....."Can you believe her? All those kids and she by herself."
Every isle we attempt to go down someone has a comment. "How do you do it?" , "Where are you going to put your groceries?" Giggles, looks......Hasn't anyone ever seen a parent with 4 kids before ? I was so sick of answering questions that I only got half my shopping done and left. It's just blows my mind that people are so in awe about seeing us. Oh well......I guess I better get used to it. Everyone is paid for so there isn't an option for giving anyone back. I just hope people get smarted as my kids get older. The" Are they identical" and " Does it run in your family "questions are getting old. Although my favorite question of all times is
" Are they identical or NACHTERNAL". Oh well...I just keep telling myslef that some people are better than others in human biology. Good Night.

Off the beaten path

Oh how quicky I lost sight of why I started this blog in the first place. As I took both Carson and Cooper to their doctor apt today it all came back to me very clearly. I know I stopped our journey through the NICU sort of abruptly, but most of the trip from there on was down hill. Both babies contiuned to grow, both learned how to eat well....well Cooper still had some breathing issues, but we over came that just a couple of days ago, and both were able to come home. Carson made her trip home on December 11, 05. I will never forget that day, and Coopers either. Cooper was well enough to make it home on December 24th, Christmas eve morning. I couldn't have asked for a better Christmas gift....to have all my babies home with me . Now we only return to the NICU for the monthly "Alumni" pizza party. It's fun to see all the nurses and doctors time after time.
I was hoping that December 24th would be the last day we would have to ever step foot in Childrens Hospital again, but when we were at the doctors today- that hope was destroyed. Our Ped is a friend of mine from high school and has been very up front with me since the get go....Riley and Keegan. Both kids got weighed first. Cooper tilted the scale at a whopping 10lbs 15 oz and 21 3/4 inch long. Carson wasn't far behind at 10 lbs 8 oz and 21 1/4 in. long. The exciting part is that they have officially made it on the the normal newborn growth chart. Cooper is at the 8th percent tile for his weight an Carson was at the 4th percent tile. Very exciting!!!! Now to the bad news. During Annikas exam with Cooper she found that he has a inguinal hernia and has to have surgery to repair it. She told us it wasn't an emergency but it needs to be fixed ASAP!!! And, the only place to have it done is at Children's Hospital - Milwaukee, 2 hours from our house. LOVELY. So, He goes in for his initial apt on March 3rd and then from there the surgery will be scheduled. Once again.....We are back at Childrens Hospital!!! AAAAHHHHHH! This place has been following us like a old pair of holy socks!!!
I have been told it is pretty routine and the docs at Childrens are the best of the best for peds, but damn.....it's not routine for my child! It is sooo hard not to worry or think about it,but he's only 3 months old....ok, well really 1 month old. I'm sure he will be fine, but he's my baby.
Speaking of Childrens hospital.........They wrote us a letter the other day and asked Carson and Cooper to be apart of their "Children's Champions"program. Anyone who has had treatment there is able and willing to share their story can become part of this program. They are also having a run/walk in the honor of anyone who has come out of the NICU, the Ped intensive care unit, and a few other departments. My family has decided to be apart of the run/walk. They have done so much for our family that we thought it would best if we give back to theirs. If you care to visit our page and read our story, here is our web address: www.firstgiving.com/colekids
Thank you again for taking time out of your busy day to read my journals. Cooper agrees and is giving you the "thumbs up".

Good Night.

How do I love thee......and they me?

Today is Valentine's day and I am not sure I should be writing this blog, but dag nabit, I need to!
Let me count the ways I love thee.........It's a load of crap! As a mother of 4 young children you would think that I would deserve a day at the spa, or atleast a soild nights sleep, but NO. My husband told me that if I could find heart shaped beer cans that he would then proceed to find me heart shaped jewlery. It's such a crock! Don't get me wrong, I love my family to pieces and wouldn't change a thing, but come on man......I deserve a break! Let me count the ways my family loves me:
1. for doing the dishes - 20 times a day
2. for doing the laundry, 3-5 loads a day
3. for wiping my kids butts - after pooping 80 times a day
4. for being a taxi driver - ok that's for me to get out of our hurricane hit house
5 for picking up toys - a zillion times a day.
6. for being the lunch lady..... even though 9 of 10 times they don't like what is served.
7. for doing crowd control when a fight breaks out.
8. For changing diapers a billion times a day.
9. for feeding babies a few time a day and then being the human burp and barf cloth.
10. For being the hard ass at night when it comes to bed time.
11. AND, for being a softy when it comes to getting up in the night so my DARLING husband doesn't have to!

I'm sure there are other ways they love me, but a the moment, these are the most common ways.
I can't help but to shed a few tears as I am writing this blog.
My mother in law sent me a sweatshirt the other day that said," WORLDS GREATEST MOM", but for some odd reason I do not feel I am worthy of wearing it.
Call me a sissy for writing this email, but to be honest folks.......it's how I truely feel.
So, as I close this blog, go home and tell your other half and family how much you love them and how much they mean to you. Someone should be worthy of hearing it, even if it's not me.

tough times

Where do you start to tell someone who is going through the same things you are that "things will be ok". How do you tell them that " It is only going to get better". How do you explain," I know where you a coming from". When you damn well know that there's a long road ahead us.

Lost a sock and I been good friends for a couple of years now. We've been to hell and back together. And now, we are going through postpartum together. She has one little boy who is the same age as my oldest twins and and our newborns are only 6 weeks apart. The only difference is I have 2 kids to her every 1. She calls me ....I can't remember exactly, but something to the fact of " Wonder woman" or " Super MOM". But to be honest with you, I am no more "SUPER" than she is. She is a wonderful lady, a caring friend, and a SUPER mom. Because I have 4 kids and she has 2, doesn't make us any different as moms. She is dealing with major sleep deprevation and baby issues and I don't know how to help her through this. I wish I had some magical words of wisdom to give her. I can tell her what works for me, but I can't promise that it will work for her. I can lend a ear, but I can't be sure that I am not going to say something stupid like, " oh, did I mention that both of my kids are sleeping through the night now?" or, I feel great today, must be all the sleep I'm getting. I could suprise her with hiring a cleaning lady, but deep down is that what she really wants? I am frustrated.......How did I get to be the lucky one who's kids sleep through the night at 2 1/2 months, and honestly, have been since they got home from the NICU. I am a christian and I believe in God. I just wish he would grant her the same luck that he has give me. Please God, give me the strenght and knowledge to help my dear friend though her troubled times. Molly, I love you to death, If there is anything I can do, please let me know. I am and will always be here for you. Sleep tight my friend, sleep tight.

Am I.....

..to over protective of my kids? Do I really let them act/play like 3 yr olds??? Or more like newborns???? Let me just say...in Keegans life time - 3 yrs mind you, he has only had minor scrapes and brusies, Riley on the other hand has already broken her wrist - did the whole cast thing and everything. It was due to a nice backwards flip off her bed. I scored it as a 9.0 after all was said and done.
Now - I sent my kids off on a nice vacation with my parents out to see great grandma and they came back looking like this!!! What the heck????

Please note, they did not leave looking like this.
A few days into their vacation they were at "froggie" park, just down the street from my grams and the first accident happend. Note - my dad didn't tell me, he told Matt. Riley was swinging on a swing and Keegan walked right smack behind her and caught it right in the shnaz. From what I was told.......blood was gushing everywhere and "papa" had no tissues along. The park trip was cut short. Keegan had to walk home with blood pouring out of his nose. What do you think all the neighbors thought????? No less the cops across the street at the Police station.
Then.....they took both kids to my grams "financial planners" office and accident number 2 happend. It's coming to you "live via picture. Keegan was running around and caught the corner of a metal desk right smack in the forehead. Once again......I was told blood was gushing. This time my mom tells me TWO days later - I should be happy she told me I guess.. I ask " do you think it needs stiches?" She replies......I'm not sure. Dad just squeezed it together and put a band aid on it. Oh Gee, ok. Never mind the gouge in his forehead now. Next, it's Rileys turn. They are out for a walk, Riley stands up in the stroller and attempts to jump out. Except, her foot gets caught, trips, and lands face first into the sidewalk. This poor girl has road rash written all over her face! Her nose, her lip and she left the skin of her chin somewhere along the route. Good God! And to think I had an appointment to have family pictures done on Sunday - silly me.
We show up at the airport and the kids show up with "tatoos" (aka - band aids) all over the faces. is it me, or am just to over protective of my chidren? Can we say "maderma for kids" here we come?

Then and Now - Carson

Carson Mary Cole
11.15.05
5:00 pm
NICU stay 11.15 - 12.11






Then: 4 lbs .4 oz , 17 in long. On a heart monitor, oxygen monitor, oxygen, IV, Apneas and bradys, jaundice, not a very good eater, but cute as a button. Preemie diapers and clothes....too big! Loves her doctors.

Now: 9lbs 1 oz 19 3/4 in long. Loves to eat and needs her beauty rest. Loves baths and her nuk. Loves her big brother and sister. Hates her acid reflux and reflux medicine. Still on caffine and vitamins. Loves her papasan chair. finally fits into NB/0-3.

Now and then - Cooper

Cooper Edward Cole

11.15.05

4:59pm

NICU stay 11.15 - 12.24








Now: 9lbs 9 oz and 19 3/4 long. Good eater, playful, and is a good sleeper. Still on caffine and vitamins. Hates his baths, loves his big brother and sister.

Then: 3lbs 13 oz and 16 1/4 long, not such a good eater, apena issues, IV's, heart monitor, oxygen monitor, jaundice, and on caffine.Not very playful. Hates his baths but loves his nurses.

Bath time

My next favorite thing besides kangarooing was bath time. It never failed...Cooper would completely scream his head off....just like his older brother Keegan, and Carson thought she was getting swimming lessons. She loves the water so much.....just like Carson. It's starting to be a trend already......The girls and mommy love it and can't get enough of it, and so far it seems the boys and daddy could do without. Funny.

Cooper had also recieved a nickname from bathtime. "Pooper". It never failed - as soon as Cooper little body would hit the water he would have a pretty massive bowl movement. Let's just say, the nurses were all pretty impressed with the size of it.

I was able to change both of their diapers and clothes prior to each feeding, but only with my hands in the isolet, but bath time was something special. They were able to be out of their isolets for a few brief moments while I dressed them...and got to snuggle too. The babies depended on the warth of the isolets and were not allowed to be out for very long, so any chance I got to be with them out of it, was special.

My "tanning" beauties

11.18.05....... I can remember the first time I walked into the NICU and saw my babies "tanning". I remember saying to Matt, "look at their little sun glasses". When a baby becomes jaundice they are put under bilie lights. (phototherapy - treatment with a special light that helps rid the body of the bilirubin by altering it or making it easier for your baby's liver to get rid of it).

Your baby becomes juandice when there is excess bilirubin in the blood. Normally bilirubin passes through the liver and is excreted as bile through the intestines. Jaundice occurs when bilirubin builds up faster than a newborn's liver can break it down and pass it from the body. Reasons for this include:
-A newborn baby's still-developing liver may not yet be able to remove adequate bilirubin from the blood.
-More bilirubin is being made than the infant's liver can handle.
-Too large an amount of bilirubin is reabsorbed from the intestines before the baby gets rid of it in the stool.
High levels of bilirubin - usually above 20 mg - can cause deafness, cerebral palsy, or brain damage in some babies. Great...just what I needed, something else to worry about. Just what I didn't need!

Carson and Cooper were under these lights on and off fror a good 2 weeks. The amount of bilierubin seems to be higher in preemies. It is pretty cute though when you walk in to the pod and all the other babies are only in their diapers and are "tanning" under these lights. they all looked so darn cute!

Updates - 2.1.06

Just thought I would take a quick break from my NICU story to show you what my beautiful 31 week old preemies look like today. We are now 2 1/2 months old . We went in to get weighed and get our shots RSV shots yesterday. Let me tell you......my little babies aren't so little any more. Carson weighed in at 9lbs 1 oz, and Cooper weighed in at a whopping 9lbs 9 oz. ( I think it's all in his face). It is so nice to finally fit into 0-3 month clothes!!!
I believe Matt and I are going to be going out on our first date either tonight or tomorrow. Let me tell you, I can't even remember the last time we went out....BY OURSELVES!
My grandmother lives out in New Jersey and doesn't travel anymore so the only time she gets to see the kids is if we go out there. Well, My parents decided they were going to go out to see her and had asked if they could take the older set with her. PRAISE THE LORD....a little break for Matt and I. They will be gone for little over 2 weeks. I wasn't sure if I was going to be emotionally ready for them to be gone that long, but so far so good. The break has been very nice. I miss them a lot, but they will be home before I know it.