Finally home

Sorry for the delay in updating, but we just arrived home from 11 days in the NICU. Even though our boys weren’t very sick (compared to most babies there) it was still two steps forward, one step back most of the time. We had anticipated coming home on the Sunday after they were born, but the boys were a little jaundiced and not gaining weight very quickly. They were both under phototherapy lights and had to wear patches over their eyes. They also had some problems regulating their own heart rates and breathing, so when the boys were released, they were sent home on monitors. More about those later. I just noticed that we accidentally switched the pictures on the first posting. Luke is the first picture and Patrick is the second. Woops. It isn’t the first time and certainly won’t be the last time we do that!
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Here is our last belly shot:

Since coming home, we have had so much fun playing and taking pictures of them.

"Eww! Stinky bottom, Luke!"

"Quit sucking my toe, Luke!"

The one part that wasn’t fun so far was last night! Scott and I both forgot how much work night changings and feedings are. Luke is our little squirt – literally. Every time he gets his pants changed, watch out! And Patrick is our spitter. Sometimes I wonder if anything is actually going down. Needless to say, poor grandma can hardly keep up with the laundry they produce.
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Joe LOVES them! He gives them kisses and pats (sometimes too vigorously!) on the head and tickles their tiny feet while saying “giggle giggle” (we think that’s supposed to be “tickle tickle.”) Every time he sees them he says “Baby!” and smiles. He thinks their monitors are pretty cool, so we have to keep him away from them. He also likes to climb into the car seat, swing or bouncy chair with them. Ah, brotherly love.