08-06-10

Wow. I had no idea that it had been so long since I have expressed myself verbally.

I am happy to say that Miss B is now weighing 6lbs and 14oz. Despite a thyroid issue, she is growing and growing. Yep, she definitely has hypothyroidism. Her pediatrician gave her some meds on Tuesday. She is taking Synthroid in pill form. Luckily, the pills are small and soft so crushing them is not so hard.

We will schedule an appointment with the Endocrinologist in six weeks. Dr. Steele, her pediatrician, said that her thyroid numbers are still high but they are also fluctuating. We really need to get this booger under control because the complications and results of hypothyroidism is very complicated. The long term effects are anything between hair loss to growth restrictions to mental handicaps. Yes, I made the mistake of looking up this condition online and getting my panties in a wad. I freaked out. I told Dr. Steele that I looked up details online and she gave me the "are you crazy" look. I quickly defended myself but I don't know if she bought it.

She also seems to think that Brooklyn may have to be on meds for a couple of years. Also, since Quinn is not effected by this condition and they are identical, Dr. Steele believes this is not a "genetic" issue and more of a premature issue. Imagine the thyroid as a little being. If you tell it to get out of bed before it is ready too, it will lag behind and not function properly because it isn't awake completely. We just need to get the thyroid back on track because it was really thrown off by having to work earlier than expected. This makes me feel a million times better because most mothers will pass thyroid conditions to the babies. This is probably not the case since Miss Q wasn't affected. Of course, these are speculations from the pediatrician. We will have a better idea of the battle ahead when we visit the Endocrinologist. She will have six weeks of meds to make some progression. I am really trying to keep positive but I did have a break down earlier this week. Please pray for her to win this battle too.

I will tell you what...when they get older and complain about not being able to do something...I will have so many stories of the things they have overcome as babies. They will have no excuses when they get older. These girls are being groomed to be fighters.

This past week we have been needing to watch Brooklyn a little closer. She seems to choke on her own spit. Her eyes water really bad. The area around her eyes turns a light shade of purple. Her entire face turns a dark red and she spits bubbles. She acts like she needs to cry but nothing comes out. She can't seem to work it out. But Quinn started acting the same way the other day but without the drama. She worked it out and swallowed her spit. She has done it more when she was sleeping. Not sure what that means. We use a nasal aspirator to suction her nose and mouth and help move along her process of gaining control again. THAT NEEDS TO STOP!

Girls are doing wonderful. They are noticing you and they will stop to turn to my voice and it just melts my heart. Or they will stop whining when I start to talk with them and they look at you with these loving eyes. It is like they know that I am their Mom. Wow...MOM!!! I am a mother! Still weird to think about it. They still love the ceiling fan. That is the best distracting toy ever invented.

Brooklyn is doing so much better with her physical therapy than Quinn is doing. My Porky Princess seems to not care about any attention getting exercises that we throw at her. Meanwhile Brooklyn is turning left and practically saying "Whatcha want?" She still has her eat crap look. Quinn is starting to get this surprise look. She is too funny. Her eyes get so big and her mouth takes the shape of a "O" and she holds it there. She loves to make that face. But they truly are content babies that love to watch TV. You will be laying one in your arms walking her around and she is breaking her neck to keep her eyes on the TV. It is just so mesmorizing to them.

I was telling Richard that I can't wait for them to reach the age of interaction. I can't wait for them to run up to me and hug me. I am so EXCITED! I am just giddy with the thoughts of them loving me back. I look forward to the interesting predicaments.