Posted by: katedaphne | December 18, 2009


OMG what a damn day. Got to hospital at 6:30 a.m. to visit babygirl before she was taken to surgery, and to discuss the plan with the surgeon. The timing of this procedure got moved up so much so quickly we still had many questions, although we were in agreement to go ahead. At last all was ready and they took her back and we were sent to a waiting room.  We were to get hourly updates, but the beeper buzzed after only 30 minutes.

They had gotten her completely prepped — IVs in, under anesthesia and asleep, breathing tube in — when a doc tipped her head back and noticed the redness in the folds of her fat little neck had progressed: the skin was actually broken. Meaning there was a chance it could be infected. And with her on the heart-lung machine during surgery, that contaminated blood could get sent to her whole body, completely infecting her whole self and adding dramatically to the risk of DEATH. Needless to say, the surgery was off.

I am so livid. She did not have an open wound when I put her in the hospital a week ago! And yes, the folds of her neck are VERY deep and hard to see, let alone clean. But isn’t she in an INTENSIVE CARE UNIT? Cannot they manage one baby’s neck? WTF? Now her surgery, which she desperately needs, has to be delayed until her skin can heal. Looking at a new surgery date between Christmas and New Years. Trying to get them to let her come home and wait, but it depends on her condition next week.

Spent the whole day in emotional and mental overdrive. First awaiting the surgery, later dealing with the docs and nurses and getting answers, and halping care for the little peanut, who now has to go thru the anesthesia and IVs, etc, all over again. Today was a horrible day for her and I am so mad on her behalf. It is very much like the IF crap we have had to deal with — cancelled cycles, arguing with docs about which protocol or how many to transfer, etc. It feels like my life is running in a never-ending loop. Events and emotions just keep repeating themselves. Not only can nothing ever be easy, but even the hard stuff can;t just be hard. No, it has to be RIDICULOUS.

Luckily, my IF experience has taught me how to handle people in the medical field so I felt very comfortable talking to who I needed to talk to and questioning who I needed to question, confronting those who needed confronting, and demanding from those who were in a position to give the baby something I felt she needed. I used to be a bit less aggressive on my own behalf, more what-will-be-will-be. But not now.

It’s all very tiring though. Left the hospital at 6:30 pm, after 12 hours on the go there. I left the other twin with my mom tonight so I could eat some comfort food for dinner (mac and cheese, tomato soup), sleep and recharge. Tomorrow the struggle begins anew.

Posted by: katedaphne | December 17, 2009

Still here

Yep, I am still here. Still infertile, too, though I have baby twin girls which helps me not mind so much. Sorry have been away so long — gosh, the girls are 4 1/2 months old now! It has been a wonderful but very difficult four months. My resolution though, is to make time to write a little something daily, or at least several times a week. Though I have the babies now, this is still the blog of an infertile. As opposed to a parenting blog. I will for sure mention the babies, likely in every post. But it won’t be primarily about them, it’ll be about me.

So, my little Heart Baby is having her second big surgery tomorrow a.m. As a mom, I am scared scared scared. I have trust and faith in the surgeon and all the other doctors, and I know it is the right thing to do. But it is still scary as hell. Especially as an infertile. We IFers KNOW that for every “95% success rate” that there is someone living in that other 5%. For years, it was me. Now, they are operating on my little girl, and the procedure has a 5% mortality rate. Meaning, there’s a 5% chance she could DIE in there or that something catastrophically bad, like a massive stroke, could happen. I don’t THINK it will happen to her. But as an infertile, I know that those things don’t just happen to “other people.” They can happen to me. As a mom, I need to keep the faith. These two personas are pulling me apart tonight, I have a massive headache.

I have been slowly dipping my toe into the CHD — congenital heart defect — blog/twitter community.  I thought once I had babies I wouldn’t have to think about so much medical stuff. I mean, I am pretty much an expert, as are most of you, on the human reproductive system. I was SO ready not to be thinking of all that all the time. But now, I am forced to become an expert on the cardiovascular system too. If CHD has its own version of the Strrip Queens, I haven’t found it yet. But there’s a lot out there, and the stories are heartbreaking, and inspiring. Just like in our ALI community. Eventually I’ll add some CHD blogs to my blogroll, and I hope you’ll join me in clicking over to some of them now and then.

Posted by: katedaphne | August 27, 2009

Happily overwhelmed

Wow, it has been so long since I have been here. I feel bad about it but with the c-section recovery, twins, and the heart baby still hospitalized, even when I have had a moment (few, far between) I haven’t had the brain cells to put more than two sentences together. I intend to get a blog going to chronicle A’s progress but haven’t been able to do that yet either.

For now I am going to use twitter more, I think. A whole post seems too much, but 140 characters I can manage. Not abandoning this blog, I have a few ideas I’d like to write about, someday. Including Mom Spit (ie, I know I’m a mom officially now, c-section notwithstanding, b/c I used mom spit the other day on M’s hair. How weird is THAT for an infertile?)

So follow us on, and check back here now and then, I’ll resume writing, and post a few pics, when I can.

Posted by: katedaphne | August 6, 2009

They’re heeeeeeerrrrrre!!!!!

It’s been a bit hectic around here, but I wanted you to know: We have babies!

Babies A nd M arrived Tuesday around 2:30 p.m. via C-section. I suppose it was an uneventful surgery, etc. but — it was pretty momentous to Mike and me!!! A was 5 pounds 10 oz, 18 inches long. M was 5-13, 19 inches. Both have soft dark hair and pretty little faces.

I got to hold each briefly, then A was whisked off by the heart team to begin treatment at the other hospital, and M was whisked away too. Her blood sugar was messed up, so she went straight to the other nursery to have that monitored.

I don’t mind saying I was all for the C-section (with one breech and one transverse, it’s not like I had a choice). But when I got in the OR, I was quite petrified. I knew I would feel “tugging and pulling” and “touching” — but I didn’t know VIOLENT it would all feel! A popped out pretty quickly but M was wedged up in my ribs and the doc really had to wrassle to get her out. Once she lost her grip and strumbled backward, she was “tugging” so hard. Eventually M came free, though.

Recovery has been rough. I was very hopped up on meds that first day and really remember very little after M came out. Then it turned out I really didn’t do well on the pain reliever (percoset) — it made me so itchy I was about clawing my skin off. It’s a common side effect of narcotics I guess but it was way extreme. So Wednesday I was suffering quite a bit, until they were able to switch me over to Vicodin, which has been much better.

Today was rough b/c after all that I am still ridiculously bloated with gas, which I can’t seem to move in either direction. I spent most of the day curled in a ball holding my guts in and feeling nauseous and gross.  Let me just say, when you have just had your abdominals sliced open, vomiting is NOT much fun. And I was too sick to keep the Vikes down…. so you can imagine my day….

Poor Mike. He had a busy day today caring for his three girls! Baby A is in the cardio vascular ICU, and she’s stable, but honestly it is heartbreaking to see her. She has tubes and wires all voer her, IVs in her head, her arms are covered in gauze and weighed down by bean bags so she can’t scratch herself or dislodge her wires… It breaks my heart to look at her, the poor thing. I wanted to spend a lot more time down there with her than I have. But I’ve been feeling so poorly I haven’t been able to go. Mike has been there more there, and he is such a champ with her. He talkes to her and holds her hand and comforts her and loves her.

Today Baby M was found to have some jaundice, so she’s currently in a little greenhouse-like box with blue lights shining on her. Hopefully she’ll only need that for a day or two. Otherwise she is fine, and such an easy baby. Sweet temperament and very lovey. Her biggest trouble is she misses her sissy!

A’s first surgery is tomorrow (Friday) at 7.m. It should take about 4-5 hours, we are told. They’ll be putting in a shunt. It’s the first step in a three-step procress that will eventually reroute all her blood, to make sure it all gets to the lungs to get oxygenated and then out to the rest of the body. (She needs this help b/c her heart only has three chambers, not the usual four. She is missing a ventricle.) The surgery has a 95% success rate, so you really can’t ask for more. But of course being long-time infertiles we are well acquainted with that other 5%. So we are pretty worried and scared about tomorrow.

More tomorrow.

Posted by: katedaphne | July 31, 2009

Movin’ on up!!

OB visit yesterday afternoon gave me quite a surprise. Fetal growth scan showed the babies are still non-concordant, though not as much as the measurement last week showed. So probably last week’s data was off but not completely off. Baby B was 5-4, Baby 5-11. The doctor assured me they are not dangerously apart, but she was concerned enough to consider taking the babies early. Then she checked my cervix, which is still closed but about 80% thinned out. So she decided for sure the babies need to come early.

So we have a new scheduled c-section day of this Tuesday, Aug. 4, at 2 p.m.

Mike and I are happy but in a bit of a daze. I guess I didn’t really internalize that this could happen, b/c everything’s been going so well (relatively speaking) and my health has been good — no contrax, good blood pressure, etc. The only complaint is that the foot and leg swelling has really gotten out of control. I was lucky to escape it as long as I did but now it is here and it is baaaadddddddd. My feet and legs look like tree trunks. My ankles are fatter than my feet. My legs are swollen all the way up to my thighs (gross). The pressure from all this swelling is pretty painful, even though I am keeping my feet up for most of my waking hours.

I had been planning a post about my fears about motherhood — can I be a good mom? Not just in the physically caring for the babies sense, but in the I-am-going-to-be-the-most-important-and-influential-person-in-someone’s-life-and-can-I-do-that-well sense. But no time for mooning about that now, just need to get ready!!  So I finally packed the hospital bag today.

If I don’t post again before the birth I will definitely have Mike post the details sometime Tuesday.

See you on the other side!!!

Posted by: katedaphne | July 21, 2009

Quick baby update

Weird OB visit this morning (once I got there, went outside to discover my car was dead this morning, what a PITA).

We did a fetal growth scan, which we do monthly to keep tabs on the babies b/c of the heart issue. Usually the two girls are “concordant,” same size within a couple of ounces or less. Today Baby B was 4 lbs, 10 oz. Baby A (the heart baby) was FIVE lbs, 11 oz!! A huge difference! Baby B’s growth was in line with what they would expect but A’s is way out there. B/c fluid and other signs looked normal, they are assuming for now it is an error in measurement and not a sign that one twin is hogging all nutrients. But they are bringing me back next week for another growth scan, with a different sonographer, just to be sure.

Regardless, we will still deliver at 38 weeks, and I am now skedded for Monday Aug. 10. Can’t wait!!!!
I feel huge and sore but glad to be this far.

Oh, and I’m up to 148 pounds, good grief. I know you are supposed to gain weight while pg, and that my weight is good. But it is still weird. And heavy. No wonder I need another nap.

Posted by: katedaphne | July 17, 2009

A Dog’s Life

That is what I am living now: a dog’s life. Apparently, all my two dogs do all day is lie around and sleep. I know this because Tuesday was my last day of work and since then I have been hanging out at home — and following their example. Seriously, I think they have the right idea, too. I am sleeping a little better at night, but I am still ridiculously tired all the time. Gestating is hard work, no one ever really tells you this before you are pg. And gestating two — well sheesh. So yeah, sleep is now my friend.

I stopped work at 34 weeks, and we hope to make it all the way to the scheduled C at 38 weeks. The idea with stopping now is to prevent preterm labor. All my vitals are just fine, everything is going as it should, it is strictly a preventive measure. I actually feel pretty good; I have been blessed with a relatively easy pregnancy, all things considered. The fatigue is really the only thing going on. Oh, and last week the foot swelling started. I have been lucky (again) that it waited this long to appear, but now that it is here it kinda sucks. I used to have pretty cute feet. Now I have no ankles, let alone ankle bones, and my feet look like potatoes with toes stuck on the end. Being home and keeping them up helps a little but honestly, not that much. It’s all good though. The infertility vet in me knows how much worse it could be.

No doc appointments this week to report, but last week was ok. We saw the OB, who said everything was fine. I thought I was supposed to get a fetal growth scan but she said no, only once a month. I was bummed b/c the other doc in the practice does it every time, and I tried to talk her into it, but no go. So not exactly sure how much the girls weight, but if they are continuing as they have been they ought to be around 4 pounds by now. I will find out for sure next week. As for me, I have now gained more than 30 pounds. Which is pretty good for a twin pregnancy. It is all in the belly, except perhaps a few pounds of water in the feet! Before I was pg I thought I would be annoyed by people commenting on how large I was. I was wrong, I am annoyed by people commenting on how SMALL I am! Believe me, it does not feel small to me. 35 pounds is nearly a third again of my body weight, so percentagewise, this belly is HEAVY!

We also saw the fetal cardiologist last week, and things are looking quite good with Little Miss A’s heart. Well, as good as they can. They were actually able to detect a little bit of blood flow through a valve they had previously thought was completely closed. Most likely this won’t change anything, but if when she’s here they can see a LOT of flow through it they may be able to put her surgeries off to a slightly later date. She’ll still need them all, but if they can be done when she is a little bigger and stronger that would be better for her and easier for the surgeon. We see them again just once more before the birth. (Then of course, we’ll be seeing them all the time…)

Isn’t it amazing that they can not only see a heart but see a BLOOD VESSEL in someone so small, and not even born? AND be able to see if it is working or not? These cardio visits are a wonder to me, truly amazing.

The nursery is juuuuuusssstttttt about all set up, and we have pretty much everything we need at this point. The IF vet in me felt a little weird cutting tags off baby clothes and washing them — such a permanent thing to do, considering there’s not yet a little person in the house to wear it all yet. But the rest of me just really feels better being more ready and having things all set and at hand. I guess I pretty much believe I’m going to have not one but TWO live births, in 25 days or less. Incredible. And if these little people are really going to come home and live with me, I’ll feel more comfortabel if I’m ready for them. And honestly — if “The Worst” happened, having washed these clothes or set up these cribs is not going to make me any sadder than I would be otherwise.

Don’t want to leave you on such a depressing thought, so I will just add — I bought two little matching hooded towels today at Target. They are bright yellow with duck faces on the hood. So freaking cute I couldn’t stand it. And this coming from someone who doesn’t even like “cute.” But oh! These ducks! Every day will be bath day!!! I wish they made one big enough for me too.

Posted by: katedaphne | July 4, 2009

Happy Independence Day

In what I hope will become a tradition, this is a repost from July 4th last year… If you remember it, I hope you’ll read it again. And if you just found it, I hope you enjoy–

Though most of us call today’s holiday simply July 4th, or the Fourth of July, I like to remember its real name: Independence Day. It’s the day some very brave men, men who were powerful and respected, put their names to a document that could have been their death warrant. Because to declare your independece from the king is treason. But to Hancock and the others who signed our Declaration of Independence, it was the start of a new era in human history. And the signers — they were the bigshots of their time. It is as if people like Bill Gates and Tom Brokaw and Arnold Schwarzenegger and Hillary Clinton and Warren Buffett and a pack of state governors and a few CEOs and a couple of oncologists and … well, you get the picture — powerful people with something to lose…

I love the Declaration of Independence, its common-sense beginning, its list of reasons (”He has… He has… He has… He has…”), and most especially, its stirring end: …we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.

That phrase always makes me tear up a bit on reading or hearing it, picturing the Founding Fathers pledging their sacred honor, signing, and then going off to start a new country, knowing if caught they could be shot or hanged. When I was in Ireland a few years ago I got to see a similar declaration their people created — but those signers were not so lucky — the English caught and killed them. If that had happened to the American signers, I wonder if there would be United States today. Seeing that document really brought home to me even more the seriousness and specialness of our Declaration of Independence and of this time in our history. Here’s the text of the Declaration of Independence. I hope you’ll read it with me. I put my favorite parts in bold type.

The Unanimous Declaration of the Thirteen United States of America

When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security. –Such has been the patient sufferance of these colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former systems of government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over these states. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his assent to laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

 He has forbidden his governors to pass laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

He has refused to pass other laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of representation in the legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their public records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

He has dissolved representative houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the legislative powers, incapable of annihilation, have returned to the people at large for their exercise; the state remaining in the meantime exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

He has endeavored to prevent the population of these states; for that purpose obstructing the laws for naturalization of foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migration hither, and raising the conditions of new appropriations of lands.

He has obstructed the administration of justice, by refusing his assent to laws for establishing judiciary powers.

He has made judges dependent on his will alone, for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.

He has erected a multitude of new offices, and sent hither swarms of officers to harass our people, and eat out their substance.

He has kept among us, in times of peace, standing armies without the consent of our legislature.

He has affected to render the military independent of and superior to civil power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his assent to their acts of pretended legislation:

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:

For protecting them, by mock trial, from punishment for any murders which they should commit on the inhabitants of these states:

For cutting off our trade with all parts of the world:

For imposing taxes on us without our consent:

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of trial by jury:

 For transporting us beyond seas to be tried for pretended offenses:

For abolishing the free system of English laws in a neighboring province, establishing therein an arbitrary government, and enlarging its boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule in these colonies:

For taking away our charters, abolishing our most valuable laws, and altering fundamentally the forms of our governments:

For suspending our own legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.

He has abdicated government here, by declaring us out of his protection and waging war against us. He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burned our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.

He is at this time transporting large armies of foreign mercenaries to complete the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of cruelty and perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the head of a civilized nation.

He has constrained our fellow citizens taken captive on the high seas to bear arms against their country, to become the executioners of their friends and brethren, or to fall themselves by their hands.

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavored to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian savages, whose known rule of warfare, is undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these oppressions we have petitioned for redress in the most humble terms: our repeated petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have we been wanting in attention to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, enemies in war, in peace friends.

We, therefore, the representatives of the United States of America, in General Congress, assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name, and by the authority of the good people of these colonies, solemnly publish and declare, that these united colonies are, and of right ought to be free and independent states; that they are absolved from all allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the state of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as free and independent states, they have full power to levy war, conclude peace, contract alliances, establish commerce, and to do all other acts and things which independent states may of right do. And for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.

Happy Independence Day!

Posted by: katedaphne | June 25, 2009

We are all gaining weight

Before I update you on my OB checkup today, I want to say a huge THANKS to all our Resolve advocates, who were on Capitol Hill today lobbying on our behalf. They have each been through a lot or they wouldn’t be there, yet they somehow are able to dig down and find the strength to speak up and speak out. It’s an amzing thing and I am proud of all of them. Especially close to me are Sunshine, who was there despite her recent tragic loss, and Riri, who has also been through hell and back. Now travle home safely, ladies. LOVE YOU!!


Ok, now we can go back to me me me 🙂

OB today was good. Baby A weighs 3 lbs 7 oz, Baby B is 3 lbs 6 oz. Nice solid weights, and good that they are concordant (the same size). They don’t check for much else at these appts. but what they did see was all good.

I have gained about 25 pounds now, and it is all in the belly. I feel like I am carrying 25 pounds of buckshot in a fanny pack. Weird, but good. Am stopping work at 34 weeks — three weeks from now. Looking forward to this. I feel well — but so TIRED!

Birth plan is settled, and back to Plan A — scheduled C-section. Baby A is breech, B is transverse, and doc doesn’t think anyone has enough room in there to turn in any significant degree. Fine by me. I don’t really care how they get here, I just want them HERE, and am glad to have a plan in place.

Hubby is about to hand me a plate of dinner so must close. But am glad things are going well. So weird to just be a normal pg woman now, after all we have been through.

If you arte intested in more IF or ART stuff, go visit Kami at The Other Side. She’s got some good discussions re: donor egg going on. If I were less tired all the time and could breathe better, I’d join in more myself.

Posted by: katedaphne | June 17, 2009

8 weeks to go

Starting to get excited, and nervous.Yesterday We hit the 30 week mark, and assuming no one has any ideas of coming early, we have eight weeks until Baby Day. (Girls, Mom here. While you know we cannot wait to meet you, do NOT come early! That is an order. If you come early, you WILL be grounded!)

Cardiology appointment today was happy. The doctor looked almost giddy. A’s heart rhythm was pretty much normal! Waa-hoo! Heart function scored 9/10. Doc can’t really explain it, but thinks maybe there was never any real heart block in there. There’s no way to know, but it doesn’t matter. This is very good news, and they’ve cut me back to monthly visits now. Which pretty much means they’ll see me one more time before we deliver.Let’s say it again: WAAA-HOOOOOO!!!!

He did drop one thing on me — he prefers a vaginal delivery for Baby A. Previously he had said it didn’t matter. Not sure if he changed his mind for a reason or if he is just inconsistent on this. SO my OB and I had decided a C-section would be best, given they are twins, and also in the thought that a vaginal birth is more stressful on the babies. Yes, I know the benefits, but with a heart baby we preferred she not go through the stress of a regular birth. A section would be harder on me, but I’m big and healthy, I can take it. So now we have to rethink. They may not be in position for a vaginal delivery, so it may just not be possible. And I am completely not up for having one vaginal and THEN needing the section. I guess we will just have to monitor closely and then decide what’s best when the  day comes. Either way, it will still be a scheduled delivery, so if we don’t section, we will induce labor on the day in question, because we want it planned and controlled and we want the cardiac team on hand.


The shower the other weekend was lovely. Hanging out and celebrating with our friends was wonderful. And they are all so generous and truly showered us with gifts. I will just say, these will be ADORABLY dressed little girls!!! So many thanks must go out — to the friends who planned and hosted the party and to everyone who came. THANK YOU!!!!!!


The nursery is finally starting to look like a nursery and not a guest room or a workshop. The cribs came this week and we got them all set up (THAT was a chore but Mike was game, and did a great job). Those cribs are so sweet and really make the room. I am still repainting some of the other furniture (I am not buying anything new except the cribs, everything else is my old (thift store) furniture I have had for years). The paint on the walls, curtains Mom made, and a few accessories from IKEA (flower-shaped wall lamp, some storage bins) and we are about in business. We just need babies, now.

In 8 weeks, of course.

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