My name is Kristin Mohr. We started our family with our daughter, Kylie, two years ago and we are now all together on this crazy journey expecting triplets “due” February 25, 2018. I started this blog for those who want to share in our journey.
Shortly after getting everyone home we had family pictures taken. I had been looking at newborn photos of triplets throughout my pregnancy as a sort of motivation to get through the rough parts. We were so lucky to get beautiful pictures that capture the miracle and blessing of our triplets. (Photo credits to Kelli with Bearfoot Photography in Bettendorf)
Our first weeks home with Myles, Jack and Colton were a blur. In fact, they still are a bit blurry but I will start from the beginning. We were on a three hour schedule for feeding them and everybody stayed on that schedule. Yes, that meant we often had to wake a sleeping baby… Really, they didn’t do much in between eating other than sleep and, well, you know… We changed at least 24 diapers a day and prepared and washed 24 bottles. Our life existed in 12 hour blocks of time which was spent trying to prepare for the next 12 hour block of time. Luckily, we had a lot of help! One of our neighborhood friends helped during the day and John’s mom stayed to help at night so we were really never alone. I had the goal of trying to nurse at least one or all of the triplets but it was a struggle to fit that into our already busy routine. Instead I pumped every two hours and they took all their feeds by bottle. In the beginning, I was able to produce about 2/3 of what they needed and we supplemented with bottles of formula at night in hopes of them sleeping longer.
About two weeks after we all came home, right around their one month milestone we started seeing Myles struggle with eating. It started with him spitting up more and progressed pretty rapidly over a period of only a few days. The spit up increased to the point of him throwing up a good portion of his bottle at times even though other times he could take the bottle well only to throw up a few hours later. I knew something wasn’t right but it didn’t make sense why at first his symptoms seemed to come and go. By the next day, he was barely keeping anything down and was more tired and just seemed less alert. We took him to our pediatrician who said it could be either reflux or pyloric stenosis. He ordered an ultrasound to rule out the latter but it turned out to be positive. We were informed we were to go back to the University of Iowa Children’s hospital as it would need to be corrected surgically. I cried. The thought of my tiny little baby who hadn’t even reached his actual due date yet going through surgery had me terrified. We packed our bags and headed back to the children’s hospital and all the emotions that went along with it. That night Myles was hooked up to IV fluids and laparoscopic surgery was scheduled for the next day.
Thankfully, all went well with his procedure and he spent the next 24 hours being monitored and returning to normal bottle feeding. It was a two day stay and then we were discharged home. And so began the next chapter of our journey which I will not so fondly refer to as “the month the pyloric stenosis diagnosis kicked us in the rear…”
We brought Myles home and tried to find our new normal again. He struggled with chest congestion for the week following the surgery but otherwise returned to his old self. I brought him back to our pediatrician for his one week post op check up and all looked well. I even looked the doctor square in the eye, smiled, and gave a hopeful promise he wouldn’t see us again until our two month follow up with the triplets. It was not to be. One week after that both Colton and Jack started spitting up a little bit more. This time I thought for sure it was just reflux but scheduled an appointment just in case. After all, I was told pyloric stenosis was not that common of a diagnosis. We went to our doctor on Friday and were prescribed reflux medication which we started that night. On Saturday morning, I had myself convinced that Jack was showing the same symptoms that Myles had but was instructed to give the medication a day or so to start working. Colton seemed to be staying about the same and I figured he was just going to be one of those “happy spitter” kids. Jack went on a downward spiral quickly and by Saturday night wasn’t keeping much of his bottles down. We went straight to the ER and requested an ultrasound. It, of course, confirmed that Jack also had pyloric stenosis. Since it was the weekend, we were instructed that we had to go through..
One week after the triplets arrived, I had hit a wall. I had just been discharged from the hospital again the day before. Monday, January 29, I felt like I was spiraling downward. I had no appetite, I could barely eat, and felt like I was on my last reserve of energy. I was worried this was still some residual effects of hellp syndrome and was advised by the nurse on call to go get checked out again. So back to labor and delivery I went. My blood pressure was even higher than the day before. They repeated some lab work and even though they labeled it as “stable” it was clear that my liver was not happy. They admitted me to monitor me again. John stayed in the children’s hospital with the boys at night and during the day would bring Myles to visit me.
I stayed two more nights and was discharged a third time on Wednesday. By then I was feeling a lot better and I felt comforted by the fact that my blood pressure was getting pretty close to normal. I was hoping I was done with this fun little game of being discharged, re-admitted and pleading with these doctors to just listen to me! I joined John that day in the children’s hospital. Kylie came to visit and enjoyed one of her picnics.
We stayed that night in the room with the boys and then headed home on Thursday. Myles had his first pediatric appointment. I was so happy to see he had already gained a few ounces from birth! It was great to be home that night and feel like we could get some of our chaos under control. The best part was NOT eating hospital food!
On Friday morning we headed back to Iowa City and our “home” in the children’s hospital. Jack and Colton were doing better with their feeding and it was looking optimistic for Jack to discharge soon.
We were watching their little personalities develop already. Jack was calm and mostly would just sleep. Myles required a little more attention. He liked to be snuggled and he seemed to love his pacifier. We were wondering if Colton will have a bit of a temper. He had these little outbursts and set his alarms off with his heart rate most often. He already spent a lot of his time trying to break out of his swaddle. So far, he seemed like he would be the most like Kylie. It made for fun nights with all of us crammed into their room.
We stayed the weekend and our days became a mad frenzy of diaper changes, bottle feedings, pumping, washing bottles, and repeating… We are over achievers so we even threw in a few baby baths and a load of laundry. Every now and then we’d get this wonderful little lull in activity where all babies were fed, changed, and sleeping and John and I could just sit and stare at each other in wonder and say, “I can’t believe we have triplets…”
On Sunday, John even got to have his first Super Bowl party with “the boys.”
Jack, Myles, and Colton
Jack was looking like he was going to discharge on Monday with Colton not far behind. However, once they started letting Colton have a little more control over how much he could eat, he decided to catch up. On Monday morning, we got the best surprise that both boys could go home! We were supposed to get a lot of snow that day so it became a mad scramble to get all three boys ready to go and on the road.
Wow! This week has been quite the ride! The triplets were born on Monday and for the first day they were all in the regular nursery and able to be in the room with us. We were so lucky to get to cuddle and snuggle them as much as we could. We also got our first glimpse of how crazy things were going to be while we tried to keep logs of feedings and diapers for all three of them. Again, this burden landed squarely on John’s shoulders as I was still pretty much bed bound and just getting feeling back in my toes. The boys were pretty sleepy so they were all difficult to feed and instead quite content to just snuggle. They did every once in awhile need to return to the nursery to the warmer to get their body temperature back up.
We were in love with these little boys and so excited for Kylie to come meet them. She was finally a big sister! We were planning to have her come the next afternoon and couldn’t wait to see her reaction to them! Unfortunately, by Tuesday, poor little Jack decided he was too tuckered out. He was transferred to the NICU for some help maintaining his body temperature, breathing, and feeding.
On Tuesday, Kylie came to visit. I will never forget the look on her face when she first walked in the door. She was so sweet, holding flowers with three blue balloons proudly floating above them. She was able to open a gift of her own from her brothers- a teddy bear and pink, sparkly bracelet that labeled her as a big sister along with her very own giant “kissy treat.”
It was so fun to see my special little girl, my first baby, and now new big sister. I’ve never seen someone have so much fun in the hospital. I’ve also never seen someone enjoy hospital food quite as much as her. She loved sitting in my bed with me munching on apple slices, crackers, and juice. But what she really enjoyed was holding her new baby brothers! She had to go to the NICU to meet Jack and I’m sure someday he will be able to tell her how much he enjoyed her singing to him.
On Wednesday, we struggled to run back and forth between the NICU to see Jack and our room to be with Myles and Colton. It wasn’t long before Colton decided he was going to go hang out in the NICU as well. He was struggling with the same issues of feeding while maintaining body temperature and oxygen levels. Kylie came to visit again that afternoon and enjoyed proudly wearing her visitor sticker. She requested that..
We made it! Our c-section was scheduled at 35 weeks and one day for Monday, January 22nd at 8:30 AM. John and I drove to Iowa City on Sunday night and I was relieved to know I was only hours away from my scheduled time. John and I both slept minimally that night. I was scared and nervous for the operation but at the same time extremely excited to meet these little baby boys and relieved to have this pregnancy over with. I was on a “high” from reaching the 35+1 goal. I felt like I had just climbed a mountain when in reality I could barely get out of a chair. We arrived at the hospital at 6:30 AM. In my head, I had the Rocky training music montage blaring as John and I walked in slow-motion to labor and delivery… in reality I limped and waddled my way across the finish line with John grinning and laughing by my side. We were led to a room where I would be “prepped” for surgery. They tried to hook the babies up to monitors which just proved to be highly uncomfortable for all involved- we were all just ready to get this over with… They gave me the most beautiful warming gown and got me all dressed for surgery. Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly feel more beautiful, they told me I was ready to walk through the halls to the OR. John was left in the room to put on his “outfit.”
In the operating room, I was given spinal anesthesia and laid down. Things got a little scary from there just because there were so many people and I was just trying to focus on breathing and not throw up. I ended up with Zofran and have to say that stuff works like a charm! John was led into the room once I was all ready. To him, the whole thing went very fast. Once he was in the room, it was time for “the birthday party.”
Baby A, Myles Alexander Mohr, was born at 9:04 AM weighing 5 pounds 2 ounces and 18.25 inches long.
Baby B, Jack Benson Mohr, was born at 9:05 AM weighing 5 pounds 9 ounces and 18.25 inches long.
Baby C, Colton Charles Mohr, was born at 9:06 AM weighing 5 pounds 4 ounces and 18 inches long.
Everybody was doing great! Each one of them was crying at the same time and I think John and I both laughed as we realized this was what our house would sound like for quite a while! The babies were taken care of and led to the regular nursery with John.
When they were finished with me, I was taken to a recovery room. After a few hours we were taken to our room in the mother/baby unit. It was a very happy birth day and John and I were in love and awe of these sweet little baby boys. This part of our journey was over and we were finally a family of six! Every day since finding out we were having triplets, I have prayed for a miracle for them. We have also been blessed to have the prayers of family and friends throughout this journey. I know God answers prayers, and not always in the way we expect. I am forever grateful that his plan for our lives is better than ours and I will always be amazed at this miracle that God gave us. We are so blessed to have Jack, Colton, and Myles join our family. Happy birth day, baby boys!
Thankfully, these past few weeks have been uneventful but my obsessive compulsive side requires that I do a 34 week update anyway. I’ve passed my time by watching a lot of movies. Spoiler alert: Don’t ever watch “The Best of Me” unless you want to cry for days. Every now and then I throw in an “online shopping day” on Amazon or Etsy to finish up the nursery. I like to see how many “transactions” I can make before John texts me to see what’s going on with our bank account. Haha I’m only partly kidding there… I think I’ve only left the house twice, each time for our appointments in Iowa City. Each week, we have had an ultrasound to continue to monitor the babies and they’ve all been looking great. I even had my bag packed just in case when I went to my last one on Friday, but all looked good and I was able to come back home. I asked my doctor how many people make it to their scheduled c-section and she just laughed and said, “not many.” This is becoming quite the psychological game for me. “Game” probably isn’t the right word…that would imply it’s fun… Haha I can tell I’m on the downhill slide again, which is only logical at this point. I am already in love with these little babies but I sometimes think they might be trying to kill me…or at the very least they are enjoying teasing me mercilessly. My back is starting to ache constantly but I consider myself very lucky to make it this far without legitimate back pain. My stomach, on the other hand, feels as though it might literally fall off my body! My sister recommended that I measure my waist circumference, you know, for fun… Turns out it’s 50 inches. That kinda made me laugh a little bit when I considered I’m just barely over 60 inches tall! On a positive note, Kylie is starting to really get the hang of this potty training thing! Just recently she’s decided it doesn’t have to be a traumatic event to use the “big girl” potty. John and I are feeling like we might have a chance to avoid having four children in diapers! It’s kind of a big deal. One final update… No, we have not purchased a minivan yet. We’re just risk takers like that… kidding! We’ve been looking at a used Honda Odyssey, but due to a recall the inventory is somewhat limited until March. So, pretty cool timing for people who are expecting triplets. We are not overly worried though as we can safely bet we won’t be going on a lot of “family outings” with all six of us for quite awhile.
I’m getting pretty excited now that I know we’re so close to meeting these little guys. We’re on a 9 day countdown! The “Rocky” music is back full force. It’s crazy to think my next update will be when these triplets decide to make their arrival. I’m just waiting each day to see what will happen but continue to pray that we can avoid complications throughout the rest of this pregnancy and have a smooth and safe delivery for Kylie’s little brothers. Kylie is so excited to be a big sister and we’re all excited to start this next chapter of our family!
Wow! Here we are at 32 weeks! I have to say, this “day by day” routine is working! Each night I thank God for another day and pray for one more. Even Kylie prays for her baby brothers “so that they grow healthy and strong so that when they come out they can play with Kylie.” Recently, things have been going much better. A few weeks ago, I was feeling pretty rough…mostly because I was sick and not sleeping well. Then I finally broke down and just started taking unisom and that has been a game changer! Contractions have still been the same but it no longer takes hours and hours of staring at my phone to make it through each night. Last week, we had another biophysical profile and these little guys were looking great and passed without a problem. Then we were fortunate enough to spend Christmas together…at home! Kylie is at such a fun age for Christmas. The first present she opened was a diaper bag for her baby dolls and then she proceeded to change her dolls diaper 17,249 times over the course of the next 24 hours…which was about how long it took to get through the rest of the presents. Not necessarily because she had so many to open, but more so because she had to stop and play with each thing. Either way, we had a very merry Christmas!
This week we had another growth scan. They gave us estimated weights but stressed that there is a lot of room for error as these babies get bigger. Baby A is estimated at 4 lbs (54th percentile), Baby B 4 lbs 4 ounces, and Baby C 3 lbs 14 ounces (44th percentile). No matter what, I am so happy that they are continuing to grow and are looking healthy. I can’t believe how much they can still move around! One week, they could be head down, the next head up…Baby C alternates between laying on top of the other two or hanging out beside them. It’s like these crazy kids are playing musical chairs in there or something! This week my doctor finally scheduled a c-section date. It looks like these little boys will make their arrival by January 22, 2018. That’s only 3 weeks away!! We will be at 35 weeks then. It would be great to make it to the planned c-section date but either way I’m feeling really good about having just made it this far. Every day past this is a blessing!
The truth behind every “bump” picture is that there is a little girl standing behind me with her hand on her hip. I tell her every day “no matter what happens, you will always be my special little girl.” And then her sweet little self looks at daddy and says “no matter what happens you’ll be my special boy!”
We made it to 30 weeks! In truth, I’m starting to feel pretty miserable. There are a lot of things I could say that would fall under the category of “whining” but you can all count yourselves very lucky. Somewhere out there in Alabama, a woman just gave birth to sextuplets. And just like that…there it is…perspective. I am trying very hard to keep myself in “suck it up buttercup mode.” In reality, I’m just not that strong so I will save all my whining for John. I am incredibly grateful to have made it to 30 weeks even though each day is admittedly getting harder. My goal at this point continues to be day by day, and at night it sometimes seems to be hour by hour. Night time is the worst. I don’t sleep well anymore and it seems like contractions are always worse so I spend a lot of hours just hoping for morning. They are still not very strong but they definitely have been getting more frequent. So it’s not so much pain, it’s anxiety. If there is one thing I am really good at it’s being anxious!
Last week, I took my three hour glucose test. That was one of the more sucky experiences I’ve had in awhile. I have taken a lot of tests in my days, from first grade all the way through grad school, and I think passing that crazy glucose test took the cake. Ha! Cake! I can still eat cake!! Sort of… I really don’t have room to eat much of anything anymore. We are now having weekly ultrasounds/biophysical profiles. The babies score 2 points each for normal fluid levels, movement, muscle tone, and practicing “breathing.” This week, all babies looked good and each of them “passed” their test with a score of 8/8. Sometimes it takes a little while for them to get their points for practicing breathing, but they have no problem getting their points for movements. These little boys are all over the place! We won’t have a growth estimate for another few weeks, but I would hope right now they are each close to 3 pounds if they are staying on track. So, on we go towards 32 weeks. That would be a huge milestone for them! I’m not quite sure what’s going to happen from here. I have been on the verge of going into labor and delivery again these past few days. I’m hoping things will settle down a little bit and I’m really hoping I’ll still be home for Christmas!
We are 28 weeks! This last week was one that was a little more challenging. I managed to squeeze a few more hours out at work to get through 27 weeks but I am officially off now. I started noticing some very mild contractions last weekend when I would first get up or walk around so I decided not to push it with work. That was probably a good thing, considering that by Monday evening I was noticing them more and they continued on through the night. By Tuesday afternoon, I was freaked out enough to just go to the hospital in Iowa City. I had really hoped it would be nothing but I also didn’t want to sit around at home and let myself go into labor either. We went to labor and delivery and they monitored the babies and I for a few hours. The babies were all doing well but they decided to watch me overnight to make sure nothing was changing. They gave me my first round of steriod injections as a precaution to help the babies lungs develop in case they decided to come sooner rather than later. They tried to reassure me that if we did have to deliver, the babies would have a pretty good chance of doing well. I know that’s true but I still don’t find the idea of these little boys coming any time soon very reassuring. They also said every day we can continue shaves a few days off of time spent in the NICU. I had to take my one hour glucose screen prior to the injections because the steriods could potentially mess with my blood sugar. I didn’t pass…so now I take my three hour test next week. The good news is that I was able to go back home after I got my second injection Wednesday evening. I am still having mild contractions but they have decided that this will most likely be my new normal now. I’m trying really hard to stay positive, but this last week has definitely been filled with a lot of anxiety just because I know how quickly things can change. On Thursday, I started wrapping Christmas presents like a crazy person just in case I needed to go back. Kylie has been doing really well with all the bouncing around and has decided that “slumber parties” with grandma and grandpa are actually pretty fun! She now requests them almost daily.
We did have a follow up with our high risk doctor in Iowa City again on Friday for our routine visit and growth scan. Baby A was estimated at 2 lbs 4 ounces, Baby B 2 lbs 11 ounces, and Baby C 2 lbs 9 ounces. So, at least things are still looking well for them and they are sticking to their growth curve. As for me, I’m just starting to hit a bit of a wall. It seems as though I will be sleeping on the couch for the foreseeable future, mostly because even the thought of trying to roll over in bed is impossible. There have not been any discussions of bed rest, but I can tell I’m definitely slowing down on my own. John was so nice to record a plethora of Hallmark Christmas movies so it looks like I’ll be keeping busy with those for awhile. We continue to be thankful for all of your kind words, encouragement and prayers. I’m sure hoping we can hit the 30 week mark but I’m looking at things day by day for now. I have always believed in science and statistics and will be forever grateful for medical intervention, but I’m still hoping and praying for a miracle for me and these three little babies!
Well, we have made it through another appointment without any issues! We are 26 weeks along now. This check up was just to monitor the fluid levels around the babies and make sure there weren’t any signs for concern with the two babies sharing a placenta. Everybody, including me, is still looking healthy so that helps to ease my anxiety…temporarily. We also took a tour of the NICU. It just about made me cry to see those rooms with all the monitors and wires and every now and then catch a glimpse of a tiny little baby hooked up to them. I know the purpose is to get a little bit familiar with the situation we may find ourselves in but sometimes I guess ignorance really is bliss. Realistically, I know the NICU will probably be a part of our life for a little while but I’m still desperately hoping we can make our stay as short as possible. Every week that goes by makes me feel a little better. We will not get any growth estimates until our next appointment in two weeks. Also, at that time I get tested for gestational diabetes. I guess I had better finish off that halloween candy before that just in case! This is the last time we will go two weeks in between our visits to Iowa City. After our next appointment we start getting monitored weekly. Looks like things are starting to get real…
So it seems for now everything is going well for us. I’m “nesting” vicariously through John. He is simply loving it! Not really, but he is being a pretty good sport about it. We have set up our Christmas tree and are enjoying getting ready for the holidays. This is my absolute favorite time of year and we have so much to be thankful for! Here’s to another two weeks!
There are so many reasons to celebrate today! I found out Christmas music is on the radio (don’t judge…it makes me happy). We hit viability day yesterday- 24 weeks! We also had another great visit with our high risk doctor. Our growth ultrasound went well. Baby A and Baby C each weigh 1 pound 9 ounces (56th percentile) and Baby B weighs 1 pound 10 ounces (65th percentile). At 24 weeks, the babies should each be about the size of an ear of corn. All babies are looking healthy and there are still no signs of twin to twin transfusion syndrome. Following the ultrasound, we were scheduled for a fetal echo to get more details about the babies hearts as a precaution. The specialist told us that things looked on track and that he could rule out at least 90% of congenital heart defects following the scan, so that was great news to hear. After that appointment, we had a meeting with a neonatologist and obstetrics team to answer any questions about delivery and the NICU. They said they would plan on scheduling a c-section around 35 to 36 weeks unless complications arise earlier. Yikes! Most triplets end up spending time in the NICU but if we made it to 35 weeks we’d have a good chance of being able to take them home with us! It was hard to even know what to ask at this point because everything is so unknown. It did make me feel as though we are in great hands with the team of doctors though. They encouraged me to continue working if possible. That makes me feel both good and bad. I am still very thankful that I have made it to this point without complications so it encourages me to hear there is no medical reason to stop working. On the other hand, I’m just TIRED. I was planning on this being my last week but we will see. The only thing I can do is take it one day at a time I guess.
We are still searching for a minivan but we are making some good progress moving ahead on the nursery. John is now a professional at putting together baby cribs so we may list his services on Craigslist. You know where to find us if you know of someone who needs assistance- we most likely aren’t going anywhere for the next several years! Kylie has been having fun “helping” John but most of the time ends up talking over any football game he is trying to listen to while he works. I am pretty well over having a cold but John and Kylie are still fighting one. I’m hoping we will all be healthy soon! We have a lot left to do before we bring her home three little brothers! Thank you again to everyone who has shared in this journey with us, helped and supported us, stockpiled diapers for us, and most of all prayed for us!
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