NICU... #reallife

After the very special time of having these 3 little people removed from my body. I was taken into recovery and I really only was able to see one briefly right before. I saw Kenzi. She was small and looked like a baby alien.

My time in the recovery area was epic... and not for me but for the others who had just had their baby. I was calm. I drank my water and listened. The very young girl next to me (we were divided by a curtain) kept bossing her very young boyfriend/baby daddy around. She didn't want to be cleaned and kept telling the nurses to call her baby by his father's last name. The protocol at the hospital is to call the baby by his mothers last name. They had different last names. They tried their best not to argue with her and I tried not to laugh, well, because it hurt. The nurse kept apologizing to me. There were other women in there, I think 5 of us total.

Once I was done, I rang the baby bell three times and they rolled my bed into the NICU to see them. I had never been in a NICU before and I did not notice much, except I couldn't believe my bed fit in there. I saw all three of my babies. Thankfully and prayerfully, they were breathing on their own.

Later, I was taken to a room and I slept! They came in and pushed on my belly, I hate that part. It hurts and then I gotta make a mess to top it off! That night I walked up to the NICU and noticed it all. The NICU is such a place of mixed emotions. The triplets were not all together in one unit. Kenzi was by herself. I saw her first. The nurse came over to me and was a little louder than I would have liked, but could appreciate her enthusiasm. She went on about how amazing she was doing. No problems. I wanted to tell her to stop talking. There was a couple sitting by their baby's bedside with their heads down. They could not touch their baby. He had so many things on him and coming out of him. I felt guilty for not just having a pretty healthy baby... but 3. It just didn't seem right or fair.

Angel and Ziya were in the same unit and doing well. Overall, our babies needed to gain weight! I was just in a space of surreal-ness. A few days later they moved Kenzi in the same unit as the others and they were together. Once I was released... I went home. I pumped and pumped. We went to the NICU everyday. A 40 minute drive there and back daily. I felt really bad for K'shon because he was not allowed to go in the NICU. We showed him pictures and he waited patiently for his brother and sisters.

Kenzi made it home on my husband's birthday, July 27th. We believe this is why she has the "baby" syndrome. She still believes the others are just visitors. Then came Angel on August 10th and before Ziya was able to come home she had a surgery to fix a hernia. She completed us on August 19th.

K'shon meeting Kenzi!