BockTriplets!: Everyone is Home, Survived the First Night

Everyone is Home, Survived the First Night

David Bock — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 21:00:00 -0400

Anthony and Daniel came home yesterday around 9:00 pm!

Before we took them out of their baby carriers, we painted their big toes with nail polish just so we can tell them apart. That isn’t as much of an issue as we feared though – all three are so different once you see them side-by-side.

By the time we got everyone fed and settled, it was close to midnight; I volunteered to spend the first night with them so Lorna could catch up on her sleep – the previous two nights we were both doting over Christopher, so we were both pretty tired. We settled down in the nursery for a night of adventure.

What an amazing night – 30 fingers and toes, 12 flailing appendages, and three screaming voices (that are still new enough to sound exciting), and all three decided it was “boys night out”... out of the NICU anyway.

About 3:00 in the morning, after changing and feeding Daniel and Christopher, I was on my way downstairs to heat a bottle for Anthony when it happened… I almost killed Chris. He was in my arms as I was walking down the stairs and burping him, and I slipped.

You know in ‘The Matrix’, when everything slows down and the bullets fly over Neo’s head? It was kinda like that… time slowed down and I could consider every option before me. My arms gripped Christopher. Both arms. My brain tried to send my third arm back to brace my fall, but then I realized I have no third arm.

BAM! my back hit the hardwood stairs. Time sped back up.

THUMP THUMP THUMP as I slid down about 8 steps.

Then I hit the bottom.

My breath was knocked out of me. I felt as if I had broken my back. I was still gripping Christopher though…

Lorna shot out of bed and down the stairs, asking in a panic if I was ok. I could barely muster an out-of-breath “help”, but I became irrelevant when she saw I was holding Christopher and she figured out what had happened. She picked him out of my arms… he was clueless that anything out of the ordinary had happend.

I apparently make a really good cushion for a fall.

Today I can barely sit down – I bruised my tailbone, and every now and then I stress it in such a way that it steals my breath away.

"Everyone is Home, Survived the First Night" by Broadwat5

Sat, 07 Jul 2007 13:40:09 -0400

Ok, no more stair surfing for you. I am sorry to hear about your fall and hope that tailbone is healing! I am so happy to hear the boys are home—now the real fun begins! If I can do anything to help you all out please let me know. I am intown until the 12th and will back the 23rd. After than I am home for the rest of the summer. If you need ANYTHING please let us know, a grocery run, an extra set of hands, whatever—we have plenty of female help to offer…please don’t hesitate to call. Our love to you all!

Maggie

"Everyone is Home, Survived the First Night" by Groovymarlin

Wed, 04 Jul 2007 12:12:25 -0400

Ouch! Well that was bound to happen at some point. Thank goodness he’s OK and I hope you’re feeling better soon. Veronica had been with us for only a few days when I once fell UP two or three stairs and slammed my own head into a wall while carrying her up to the nursery. She was completely unharmed (never even woke up), and when Rob came back out to see what the noise was, I lied and said “Nothing!”

Gee, hope he’s not reading this now, haha!