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A little bit of everything

Having two kiddos is a whole different ball game, so excuse my excuse for not blogging for a while ;)
It's such a blessing to all be under the same roof, and we now have an almost three-year-old, in one month, and a one-month-old! Where the heck does time go??!! Ivie is such a good baby. I mean really really good! We are fortunate. Although that has some time to change. She is going to be a chunk here soon! Already out of her preemie clothes, newborn stuff is still a bit big, but that girl loves to eat! She weighed in at 6.3 lbs at her one month and is growing like a weed.
I had a hard mommy moment, or week, really, last week when I made the decision to stop pumping. It makes me mad when people judge about breast milk/bottle fed babies. There is no right answer. It's what works for you. So I had pumped every three hours for 30 days straight for 20 min each time. Do the math. That's a lot of pumping. I didn't mind the pumping, but after 16 days and Ivie being home, I was feeding triplets. Not really, but I might as well have been. If you have been around us, I have to feed Zoie because she can't feed herself. She can eat, but needs fed. So there is my first triplet. My second triplet is Ivie who needs a bottle every three hours and takes 30 minutes to eat. My third kiddo was my pump..... After some tears, and feeling like a bad mommy know matter what decision I make, I weened myself and let my milk dry up after making sure Ivie got a good four week of only breast milk. It was too much and I wasn't getting time with my girls. If you're wondering why I couldn't just breast feed, it's a preemie thing. Ivie isn't strong enough and would have lost weight.... We weren't allowed to breast feed for another few weeks and that's if she would not fall asleep and loose weight, so no guarantee. Shame on you if you ever judge anyone for giving into formula, because you may not be in their shoes and know their story. So there is mine. I feel guilty at times, but I am loving spending all that extra time working on stuff with Zoie, or snuggling my littlest peanut. That's my first mommy moment.

Moment number two. I am finding out how much more emotional I am with the four hours of sleep I get a night ;) zoies seizures have been tough the last week, sending us to the er at times for breathing issues, and having that second kiddo makes it a whole new ball game. You have to make the decision as parents who stays with Ivie and who goes with Zoie. You feel guilty know matter what decision you make, but luckily my husband is fabulous and both girls are always in good hands. Yes zoie had surgery to help seizures, but since we just got the last ramp up done, we now have to wait for her brain to get used to the device until we see full effect of her seizures decreasing (hopefully) which can take 6-12 months. She will always have them. We need them to slow down so hopefully with patience they will.

With both of those things said, I was in a bit of a rut this morning, plus tired, but luckily some sweet messages from friends, plus some praying, and a good day with my girls, I am not so stressed and I feel the pressure releasing off of me. I am learning to not be so hard on myself and know that We all do our best. That too takes practice.

Switch it up, and I have had lots of people ask about the Great Strides walk for this year! It's June 7th and below I will post the link to sign up. If you did it last year, you still need to sign up for this year. We will be ordering (the same shirts) we did last year for all the new walkers, and if you already have one from last year you can wear that one. Please get signed up this week as we are ordering shirts this weekend :) thanks all and let's raise some money god May as it's Cystic Fibrosis awareness month!

http://fightcf.cff.org/site/TR/GreatStrides/22_Colorado_Denver?team_id=21442&pg=team&fr_id=1958

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