Moments of Regret

There are never moments of regret.

There are moments where I don’t know how I’m going to do this with two babies and no sleep, even with the most supportive and involved husband in the world.

There are moments where I have to laugh to avoid crying when both babies need attention and I only have two hands.

There are moments when I look at one of them and my eyes tear up with joy at their very existence, and tears fall when I marvel that they’re our daughters.

There are moments when Megan is only happy in mommy’s arms, often in the middle of the night.

There are moments when Kayla makes me laugh out loud with her constant chattering, reminding me of myself.

There are moments when we wake Mike with screaming in the early hours of the morning because I can’t make either one happy long enough to tend to the other.

There are moments when I wonder what the future holds for us with twins.

There are moments when I think of the journey that got us here and think how it was all worth it.

There are absolutely never moments of regret. Not one.

A few new pictures

Aunt Kathy and Great Grandma Vogts came to visit. Aunt Kathy here with Megan I believe.



Grandma with Kayla, again I think (believe I can tell by the hair, but not 100%)



60+ years of dealing with children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren pays off.



James, Tricia, and Justin also stopped by.



James takes to babies like a duck to water these days.



Becker, not so much, but we got him with one regardless.



Loki watches over the girls as we try to get some "dress up" pictures.



Finally, a little snapshot demonstrating that taking pictures is, in fact, tough business.

Week 2

Couple of more recent photos to start things off. Don't ask me why there are three pacifiers in that first picture.

Things have been going pretty good. The only issue we've run into so far is the girls seem to have confused 11pm with 11am, and are usually awake and ready to rock right about the time we're both ready to hit the hay. Those of you with children are right now laughing that I find this unusual, and in fact I don't, as this was pretty much the same schedule they kept in-utero. We're trying to get them in the habit of eating a nice, big bottle right around this time, to hopefully knock them out for a few hours, so far with limited success. Jenn has been taking the brunt of the nights so far, and napping during the day when she can.

Other than that, however, one could not ask for better babies. They rarely cry unless a need is not being met, eat well, sleep a lot (during the day at least), and only reluctantly punish daddy for not changing a diaper quick enough. We had their two week checkup (a day early) today, doctor was very pleased with how they're getting along. Kayla weight in at around 7 lbs 6oz and Megan at 6 lbs 9 oz (guestimates, they wrote down the numbers for us but a baby on my chest prevents me from checking easily). Doc said that the goal he looks for is to have them back at their birth weight at two weeks, so they are well ahead of that. Barring any issues we don't have to take them back until their two month checkup.

The girls had their first "trip" to Grandma Bingham's last night as well. We went over for the evening, a task that sounds a lot easier than it is with two babies in carseats and a still-recovering wife. Granny and Grandpa Vogts were also down last Saturday, and both girls got their first sponge bath at home, of which I have video. When I get really ambitious (and have some time), I'll maybe see about YouTubeing it. Great Grandma Vogts and Aunt Kathy are supposed to be stopping by sometime tomorrow as well.

Not much else to report besides baby stuff. I'm still off this week, but head back to work next week. Just for fun, we'll end this post with a random picture of Loki.

Hi everyone!

Hello world! Daddy fell asleep at his computer while holding us, so we thought we'd take a minute to introduce ourselves. We're Kayla and Megan Vogts, born at 7:52 and 7:54am respectively on October 9, 2008. Kayla weighed 6 lbs 12 oz and was 17.5 inches long, and Megan was 5 lbs 12 oz, 17 inches long. That's Kayla on the left and Megan on the right, and if you can't tell the difference, that's OK, neither can mommy and daddy. They're keeping labels on our hats to tell us apart. We're both doing great, as is our mommy. We're officially one week old this morning, and believe us, it's been a heck of a week!

It was pretty nice in mommy's belly; to be honest, it was getting a little cramped. So it was a relief when the doctors brought us out, and we got to meet daddy for the first time!



Mommy and Daddy are nice, but some of the doctors and nurses were mean to us! They poured water all over us, and it made us cry!



But after that it got better, because we got to meet Granny Vogts, Grandma Bingham, and Aunt Karen! Grandpa Vogts was also there; he couldn't come hold us because he was sick, but we yelled extra loud so he could hear us.







We had lots of other visitors too! Cousin Nathan came by, Uncle James and Aunt Tricia, Uncle Jeff and Aunt Chris, several friends of mommy's, daddy's boss Penni, and probably several other ones we're forgetting about. Aunt Linda also came by, with Cousin Jordan and Jalen.







We spent most of the time in the hospital eating and sleeping, and being wrapped up like burritos.



But finally mommy got better enough that they let us all go home! We're embarrassed to admit that we slept pretty much the whole way home. Those carseats are comfy!



So far this week we've been to the pediatricians, who said that we were looking good, and that the slight risk of jaundice we had wasn't anything to worry about. Since there's two of us, we've decided to take it easy on mommy and daddy, and haven't been too fussy or demanding about anything, but don't worry: if they start going soft on us we'll get them back in line.

Daddy got a new camera right before we were born, and we heard him say that he's going to use this blog to post lots of pictures, and keep track of how we're doing/growing up. If I were you, I'd bookmark this site and check back lots. Hopefully daddy will figure out our routines soon and do a better job keeping our blog updated, so we don't have to take matters into our on hands.

Days away now

We have a c-section scheduled for October 9. So barring labor pains between now and then (which seems unlikely at this point), next Thursday will be the big day.

We passed Week 37 this past Thursday, Oct 9 will be Week 38 exactly. Both girls are still doing great; sonograms have been coming fast and furious lately so we've had plenty of opportunity to see them. We have pictures of faces around here somewhere, if I wasn't incredibly lazy I'd go find them and scan them in....eh, we'll have plenty of better pictures soon enough. To say that Jenn is ready to be done with being pregnant is an understatement the likes of which the written word has seldom witnessed. Pretty much everything is a struggle for her at this point: sitting, standing up, laying down, sleeping. Best estimate from the last sonogram though is that she's carrying about 12 pounds of baby, though, so it's no wonder. She continues to amaze our doctors.

A few remaining tasks are slowly but surely being marked off the list. Pack-and-Plays have been purchased and setup. Carseats are installed and will be inspected Monday. We're going to be getting a new washer/dryer set very soon, as the current ones are old-ish, and not fully functional. I'm going to be ordering a new digital camera, as we've had our current one for probably 5 years now, and pictures taken with it are starting to show their age when posted online. My intention is to take a lot of pictures and video, and make liberal use of this blog and the Google server space.