Happy Thanksgiving!

Rianne, her ribcage sticking out, a frail skeleton at two pounds on the day she was born.

Rianne now, over ten pounds, watching her favorite television show "Ceiling Fan"

Teagan on the day she was born. We weren't allowed to touch her for more than a moment.

This is Teagan now watching her second favorite program, "Back of my Eyelids". Her favorite is "Scream for my Dinner"
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Brielle the day she was born under the Bilirubin lights with her blinders.

Thankful that she is now a healthier, growing baby watching her favorite television show, "Where's my second bottle?"

Brielle (right) looking at Rianne (left), "Looks like you got Daddy's forehead." Rianne, "Looks like you got a booger in your nose."

Ri, left "I just want to take my duck and go" Teagues, middle "How can it be all about me if there are three of us in the picture" Brielle, Right, "I see another bottle on the shelf!"

Very Thankful when Teagan is this calm which isn't often. She's either in pre-cry or post-cry mode.

Hey Brotha', Pound that.

Thankful that we have one calm, easy baby.She's practicing the doggy-paddle. We'll try her out in water soon.

It's it's, carpet. Hey let me see, let me see.

Bri, seriously, let me see.

Teagan sleeping on her sister.It was a big climb.

Ri (left) showing off how much bigger she is.

Grandma Joy with her handful

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I know this is late but the girls have been a bit under the weather and it has been hard to get to the computer.  Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving.  We are very thankful for all of you who follow our blog and have helped us make it through the first four months of the girls' lives. 

Quick Clip.

We know teenagers fall in love and want to do all the things grown ups do. We've actually had some wonderful daughters come with their moms to help us out and their altruism is really exceptional. However, there are some teens that might not feel as close to their parent's advice.

We thought we would capture just Teagan in a short clip entitled:

"Of course having a baby will make a relationship work"

This is Teagan when guests arrive.

This is Teagan when she sees they've left. Just push play and turn down the volume.

The girls are almost 19 weeks old or 6 weeks adjusted. They are becoming more interactive and love to look around... Especially at the ceiling fan. They are smiling more but at nothing in particular. We take them Wednesday for their developmental check. We aren't looking forward to loading them all up but are excited to see how they are doing. Rianne is close to hitting the ten pound mark and Teagan is 14 ounces away.

Thank you to all of the volunteers who have helped keep as sane and fed this past month. We couldn't do this without you. Thanks to grandma Joy for helping with the late night feeding so mom and dad can get more than three hours of sleep at a time.

There are times available to help us out if you are interested.
http://signupgenius.com/go/triplet2

Or if you like to cook or make too much food for Thanksgiving. 
http://www.signupgenius.com/go/20F0C4EAEAF23AB9-meal

We have a new camera and I haven't had a chance to download the software and pictures to my computer yet.  We will post new pictures soon .

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving week!

Why aren't we posting more often you ask?

Hey everyone, I know we have been blog slackers here as we've gotten (is that a word?) the kiddos home and we've established our routine.


Megan, Mindy's sister, was a rock star the last day doing a 24 hour survivor type stay at our house helping out. She took a bunch of good pictures which we will post soon, but I wanted to get something up on the blog.


We heard that there was a 9 pm limit on the "sign up" to hang out with the kids and found that some people would be happy to come at night (and we would be happy to have them!) we no longer go by the calendar day, we are up every 4 hours all day, seven days a week, so if you want to come by after 9 (let us know) but we'll be happy to have you!


I'm in the Poetry section of my creative writing class and I'm supposed to write a poem on "witnessing" something, I'll probably actually do the 2001 World Series because it was in the 9/11 year, I saw Giuliani, and the Diamondbacks won the series at home over the Yankees. Not to impune the good works of the Cardinals this year against the Rangers, but beating the Yankees, that's special! Back to the point (keep drifting!) ... I thought I'd add some sleep deprivation poetry in here and a little small poem of my own...


This poem is very sweet, the kind of poem you would expect...

Ideas and Babies

By Yael Daphna Saar

Before

Ideas

like babies

wake me up

demanding my attention in the middle of the night

I am not complaining

I sleep with a notebook under my pillow

to catch my drips

The dark circles

under my eyes

are a small price for the twinkle they sparkle

After

Babies

wake me up in the middle of the night

and many more times before dawn

Who’s complaining?

I wake up to find a child sharing my pillow

I drip milk and tears and sweat

I can’t find my notebook

I type with one hand

I have never been this tired or so much in love

I know, you just want to hug someone, right? I would rename the previous poem, "Seriously, just one?" So I put together my own special triplet poem. 

Payback’s Come Due

By

Tony Guerra

My wife gives me the elbow; I send her one back,

“It’s your turn,” I say, then she says, “don’t give me no flack.”

I don't really hit her, it's just a nudge, 

But she gets me good, often I won't budge.

I trudge out of bed, run into a wall,

Walk down the hallway, trip over and fall.

I get the cold bottles, and warm them in cups,

I hear Teagan screaming, why are you still up?

“It’s been three hours, I’m hungry,” she pleads,

“Watch my lower lip quiver, so first you feed me.”

Brielle shows her big eyes, blue and so round,

“Do you love her more, I have to wait now?”

Rianne smiles at both and says I’ve got one better,

You can feed them now, oh this smell will fester.

How do I choose? Which one to feed,

They all are screaming, “I am in need.”

So I start with Rianne, progress we’re making,

Slurps and suction, much time this won’t be taking,

Then she passes out, oh, no what happened?

To the changing table I must go, so she doesn’t get a nap in.

Up again comes Rianne, ready to eat,

Twenty more mL’s, then again to sleep,

Fine, I say, which really never means that,

I’ll put you back, on your baby mat.

As soon as her back, touches the bed,

Wide awake she is, asking, “why am I not being fed?”

I make the mistake of leaving her there,

Grabbing another baby, and putting her into the chair.

Now Rianne is screaming, “what happened to me?”

“I was first in line, it was time to feed.” 

Logic says, “too bad” but still as a father,

As I feed Teagan, pain I hate for a daughter.

Teagan eats quick, in short snappy bites,

Just enough suction, that we might finish tonight,

Brielle has to wait, until last place,

Because she’s been eating, two bottles on slow pace,

Teagan passes out, so I sneak her into the chair,

I pull up Rianne, feed her the last of her fare,

Then put her in bed, this time it’s not screaming,

Just garbles and coos, words I’m not gleaning.

Back to Teagan to feed, she looks right at me,

De Niro had less intense eyes, on Gaylord I believe,

I can’t believe you tricked me, and put me in there,

It was time for me to eat, you’re on my list, beware!

How can a little girl, say so much,

Without a word, while she dines on lunch,

Finally her anger, subsides in the wake,

Of eyelids grown heavy, dreaming of cake.

Now on to Brielle, the marathon eater,

She keeps constant pace, in perfect meter,

One bottle down, then comes another,

She burps loud sounds, milk is her druthers.

Back into your sack, I’m happy to send her,

All sleep like angels, trust it’s never,

Like this for long, so sleep I will treasure.

Back into bed, I go for a snooz, 

Then Teagan screams, please tell me it’s a ruse,

She needed to belch, just one more time,

So she could sleep soundly, and be just fine.

You know I’m just kidding, this is not how it goes,

Mindy always helps, even sometimes I doze,

One will feed two; the other will feed one,

Once done. Are you okay? Can I sneak off just once?

A marriage must be strong, to endure this storm,

Partners must laugh, for there’s little time to snore,

Sure we love our kids, we would ask for no other,

But let us get some @#$@$ sleep, oh please, my brother.

Thanks to the volunteers, who give us one less feeding,

It really makes a difference, in the days we are sleeping,

That Mindy can fill, her prescriptions with care,

And Tony can teach, without early morning stares,

Then the screaming starts, the cycle returns,

When will they sleep long? When will they learn?

What laughs must our parents have, for this is one of the few,

Times they get to smile and say – payback’s come due.

Ri and Teag in Mommy and Daddy's "Hawaii" Might be a while before we see a vacation!

Ri cutting a sash for Miss Congeniality

Can you tell who is who?

Brielle is the one without the bink

Teagan is the one with oxygen and the bink.

Ri is the one without the annoying oxygen on her face.

No we are not going to dress them all alike, even though we did just this once.

Our kids are making carpet angels. They are so smart!

The roaring 20's? Not fans of hair bows.

But it makes them look more girly.Tony thinks that just because you put a flower on a kids head doesn't mean they will smell like a flower.

Brielle sniffing the flower. Can I eat that?

The girls all packed up to do to the Dr for their 4 month shots... not a fun day.Yogi would be proud of our little picnic baskets!

Ri and Teagan were both screaming so I tried to hold Ri while feeding Teag.

Thanks Reanna for their adorable shirts.Hello, hello, hellooooo...Barbershop Trip-Let

Not big fans of having their pics taken.

They wouldn't let us get good pics without their binks. Our girls and their accessories.

Brielle started sucking on Teagan's head when her bink fell out.

Ri looks like an angry giant.

Ri is 9 pounds 8 ounces. Brie is 8 pounds, Teagan is 8 pounds 13 ounces.