8packmom

Posts Tagged ‘twins’

Bottle-nippleitis

In Twins on March 30, 2011 at 8:01 pm

Bottle nippleitis 

Some women love to shop, others are crazy about bags, or shoes and then there is me, the bottle woman.  No, not the alcoholic kind of bottle (well if it’s Wildberry pass it over quickly), but baby bottles. 

 Having exclusively breastfeed my first six children I was somewhat of a virgin when it came to the whole formula feeding event.  I figured you just pour the formula into a bottle, feed the offspring and viola!  Baby fed, baby happy, baby sleeping – NOT!

 Oh no there is much more to this bottle feeding thing and the first obstacle one must overcome is the actual bottle itself.  It is truly amazing how many different types of baby bottles there are out there and the marketing strategies used to sell these bottles, yet even though I had knowledge of this I become victim to a strange baby bottle obsession.

The first bottle I used was the Medela bottle.  I had the bottle already because it came with my very fancy, very expensive breast pump.  This worked well, however I soon realized I would need to use two different bottles because I was mixing them up between Thatcher and Tanner.  Not good.

So it began.  I stood in the aisle of the store for over forty minutes trying to decide which bottle would be best.  There were the ones that claimed to practically cure colic due to the new ‘air vent’ system – uh huh sure.  Then there are the Playtex bottles with the drop in bags, bottles with the angled neck, the wide nipple that apparently is just like mother’s breast, latex nipples, silicone nipples, plastic bottles, glass bottles (who the hell would want a glass bottle?) 4oz, 6oz, 8oz, 9oz and 10oz sizes and the prices ranging from $2 – $18 dollars – for just one bottle.  Shit this was complicated!

I settled on the cute little Gerber bottles with the latex nipple and different coloured nipple rings so I could colour code the twin’s bottles, but a few days later I was convinced that Thatcher really didn’t like this bottle, so I got him the advent bottle with the wide nipple.  Done.  Or so I thought.  I couldn’t help myself, every time I was in a store I HAD to check out the baby bottles and buy a different kind as I was convinced that they would be better than what they were already using.  It was clearly obvious (at least to me) that Thatcher preferred the wide nipple and Tanner the regular size.  Just because they are identical twins doesn’t mean they like the same bottle. 

An obsession that I call Bottle nippleitis emerged its ugly head. I would go to the store and replace the bottles I had been using with a new and improved one.  The hubby thought I was completely bonkers but being the husband to a post partum wife who had just given birth to twins he didn’t dare complain about the money being spent – that would be way too dangerous.

Two months later I have three bags full of different bottles that have barely been used and have finally settled on a bottle and nipple that I like – The twins haven’t officially let me know but I am pretty sure they like their bottles as well.  As for me telling you the brand and type of bottles I haven’t traded in yet well that isn’t going to happen.  I don’t need you to be influenced by my craziness.

What about you?  Have you ever been obsessed over a baby or child product?  What was it?  How did you get over it?

Until next time, mom2crazy8monkeys

FAMILY FEUD

In Daily life on February 22, 2011 at 4:18 pm

Family Feud

As soon as the twins arrived home the same two questions have been asked by almost everyone I have spoken to.  “Do you plan to hire a nanny?” and “Once the hubby leaves do you have help set up?”

First of all I have never been a fan of nanny’s.  I don’t really know why but I suppose the thought of someone else raising my children just doesn’t sit well with me.  I am fortunate enough to be able to stay at home with my children, so why would I pay someone to help raise them?  Now as for the issue of extra help, I have six other children and let me tell you the fighting has already started.  Yes you read correctly they have been fighting over who gets to help with what and how unfair it is that so and so held Thatcher for 8.5 minutes and they only held him for 8.2 minutes! 

Perhaps it was actually myself who started this family feud, after all I thought it was a great idea to start the assembly line and teach them all how to change diapers, (yes even the 4 year old helps), change Thatcher and Tanners clothing, how to hold them, and how to feed them and burp them when they are bottle fed.  Little did I know that dirty diapers and spit up would have no negative effect on my warped children.  At times I have been slightly overwhelmed as I have had too much help and they want to do it all leaving me with nothing to do but the other household chores such as laundry, dishes and the cooking.

Lucky me.

Then we have the sanitizer police.  That would be my oldest son Joshua.  If you dare visit this household of plenty be sure to put sanitizer on before even thinking about coming anywhere near the twins or you will be attacked with an oversized jar of sanitizer and an 11 year old soon to be black belt informing you of the hazards of touching the babies with germy hands.  Not a pretty sight.

I suppose I should accept this extra help with open arms as I am sure once the babies become more mature and start to look and behave a little less like dolls and more like real babies (the crying spells – colic anyone? No sleeping – getting the picture now?), the novelty will wear off and they will run away when I dare ask for help, or maybe it will be me who will be running?

A New Journey For The 6packmom

In Daily life on February 21, 2011 at 5:09 pm

A New Journey for the 6packmom

There are no words that can express the feelings a parent goes through when you are told one of your children may die before they even have a chance to enter the world.  The only words that I can use to express how I felt when told one of my twins may not make it due to him suffering from the beginning of Twin to twin transfusion and being IGUR is complete shock, disbelief and a feeling of complete emptiness.

Every week I would make the trip downtown to Mount Sinai to have an ultra sound to check on the babies development and growth.  Every week I would feel the stress of knowing the ultra sound may show that one of the babies was no longer alive or being told they have to deliver them immediately.  Finding out you are pregnant with not just one baby but identical twins should be a joyous time – not one filled with stress and constant worry.  One of the hardest things that I had to endure each and every day was not just being on limited / bed rest but attempting to appear as though everything was okay for the sake of my other six children.  My two oldest children who are still young at ages 11 and 13 knew more than the others but not everything.

The OB I was seeing each week is one of the top Dr.’s in Canada when it comes to Twin to twin transfusion so I knew being at Mount Sinia I was receiving the best care possible.  I was told from the start that the first milestone to get to was 24 weeks then 28 weeks.  When I reached 30 weeks I was relieved and started to feel less stressed out as I knew if they were to be born my little boys chances of survival were excellent.  32 weeks passed and finally I reached 34 weeks and they had to be delivered.  January 29 2011 at 4:58am and 4:59am Thatcher Ike Kowdrysh and Tanner Adam Kowdrysh entered the world.  Although they were pre-mature we were so fortunate in that they had no real major health issues.  Tanner’s weight was very low at just over 3lbs but being IGUR we expected that.  Thatcher’s weight at just over 5lbs was very good.  They had a few breathing issues, low blood sugar and jaundice and Thatcher has a heart murmur due to some tiny holes in his heart that are known as ASD’s.  These should cause no health issues and have no impact on what his level of physical activity can be.  As well they should close on their own within the first year.

So I had thought I was done having children after my sixth was born four and half years ago, but obviously someone had other plans and I couldn’t be happier.  I have been blessed with not six children but eight and wonderful friends and family that are able to be part of their lives. Once pregnant with Thatcher and Tanner the journey of the 6packmom became a journey of 34 weeks filled with worry, stress, and the unknown, yet we were able to beat the odds and I became a mom again to two beautiful little boys who in my eyes are my little miracles – and now a new journey begins.