Back to School Poem

It's been quite a summer as many of you know,
A most unique summer as we've watched our girls grow,
When school was last in session, both girls were in the NICU,
Now our girls are home, thanks to love and prayers from all of you,
They're growing so fast- some might say growing up to soon,
It's hard to believe Hope's doubled her size since June!
And as for our Grace, I do have to say,
That she is getting more and more expressive each day,
The girls are getting better at controlling their heads,
Now, if only we could get them to be better about going to bed,
They are feeding every three or four hours most times I'd say,
Except for those times they want snacks throughout the day,
As we prepare to go back to work,
We will miss our dear daughters with all of their quirks,
It's been quite a summer- except the problems with sump pumps, toilets and sewers,
But hey, HOW 'BOUT THOSE BREWERS!



Life with the Pipers would like to wish all the moms, dads, kids, teachers, and family who read our blog the best for a great school year. And now, the countdown is on to Jeni's maternity leave in a little over a week. Best of luck to our parents who will be pinch hitting for us throughout the next seven days. For whatever it's worth to the teachers who read this blog, putting together the baby sitting plans for the grandparents makes sub plans for a week-long-absence look like a total breeze!

Constructive Summer

First off, I just want to let our loyal readers know that we are doing wonderfully as a family, but are super busy. Therefore, the blog updates are likely to be less frequent in the weeks ahead as Jeni and I prepare to start our seventh and eighth years of school respectively. Thinking about this fact alone makes me scratch my head... weren't we just School of Ed students at UW-Madison where we met? It is hard to believe that our undergrad training ended so many years ago. It is harder to believe that we are finished with our Master's degrees, and are now considered "veterans" on our teaching staffs even though we have been told that physically we still look like rookies. Speaking of rookies, how can you not smile looking at one of our "true rookies," smiley Gracie (see photo above)?

This whole idea of time passing too quickly relates well to our thoughts dealing with our girls and reflecting upon this summer. Where has the time gone? This is the summer where I've been outside the least, played the least amount of golf, attended the least amount of social events, gone to the gym the least, and yet, feel like I've been the most busy and the most happy. Children change lives for the better, and I am sure that the summer of 2008 will go down in the Piper family annals as the summer where we stopped worrying every time the phone rang and started being parents (who continue to worry, but are blessed not to have to worry quite so much).

We went to the doctor yesterday for our girls' wellness check up, and I left almost crying tears of joy. Hope is now 9 pounds 4 ounces, and Gracie is 7 pounds 2 ounces. Our pediatrician described our girls as "looking excellent" and "ahead of where other preemies often are." Gracie and The Hopester are alert, tracking movements, rolling on their sides, and most importantly growing like weeds! They are acting like term 6 week olds, and spend most of their day sleeping, eating, or, enjoying their favorite activity, being held by Mom or Dad. We are hoping that the girls can even be off their apnea monitors in a week or two!

As Jeni and I scramble to get our classrooms back in order and to prepare for the upcoming school year we are spending increasingly more time away from home, which means that we're taking longer shifts with the girls. I had the blessing of being "Mr. Mom" yesterday and got to hang out with the girls all day while Jeni worked on her classroom. It was a lot of fun (although, I can see how being a stay-at-home-mom is a full-time job). Gracie and Hope went through three outfits each in the time Jeni was gone. We did, however, have a grand time playing airplane and watching the Brewers defeat the Astros. It was nice that we had visitors today who came and helped out and provided us with lots of laughs and smiles. Our good friend Sue and her family visited this morning and our friends Chris and Ros this evening. Everyone who comes over comments on how big the girls are, which is a stark contrast from early comments from people about how tiny they looked in the NICU.

In closing, as our summer of newborns comes to a close, I reflect upon the many lessons I've learned. Here are a few of them.

• Schedules are relative: I love being organized and living my life on a schedule. Hope and Grace do not share their father's same need for structure. Eating dinner at 9:30 at night and breakfast at 10:30 in the morning is ok sometimes. Even on days when we do have things planned, those plans often fly straight out the window!
  
• Live in the moment: When the girls want to play, play with them. When they want to sleep take a nap. Normally I live by the motto, "make a plan and see it though." Hope and Grace have taught me that it's ok to have a plan, but that seeing that plan through in stages is just fine. I've learned to live with piles of laundry in the living room and a plethora of bottles and dishes daily in the sink. We do our best to pick the place up in the morning, but the girls come first.
  
• You are only a baby once: As the girls continue to grow so fast, it dawns on me that they are going through their infant stage for the first and only time in their lives. I've been told to enjoy the girls being babies and cherish the lack of sleep, take lots of pictures, sing plenty of silly songs, and rejoice in the filled diapers and screams in the middle of the night. Our babies are acting like... well, babies :)

Enjoy some photos!









Mom and Dad enjoy a moment with sleepy Hope. Most of the time these days she looks ready to party!





Gracie looks alert as she checks out her Mommy and Daddy.

4 Months Old and Summer Musings

There are some things for all of us that signal the end of summer. For some it might be the first sign of leaves turning. For others, the coming of Labor Day might be summer's symbolic end. Still for others, perhaps it is the start of the NFL football season and pre-season games. For Jeni and me, as teachers, it is always THE "back-to-school" letter our principal/division head. Jeni got hers a week ago and mine arrived in the mail today. This time of year, as a teacher, phone calls and emails begin to pick up... colleagues are eager to share their summer experiences and thoughts on how to improve for the upcoming year... kids begin making their way back to school and the parking lots of places like Target and Office Max resemble a Sunday game at Miller Park.

The arrival of my "back to school letter" today made me a little reflective about how fast this summer has gone. I know that many teachers complain about the summer flying, but for me, I have never experienced time going so fast. As of today, Hope weighs in at 8 pounds, 3 ounces, and Gracie, 6 pounds, 11 ounces. Both girls are 19 inches long. Putting this in perspective, Hope was close to 5 pounds when she left the NICU and Gracie was about 4 and 1/2 pounds. In the short time from June until now, both girls have grown tremendously. The home nurse today said she couldn't be more pleased! And to think, starting this summer, both girls were in the NICU.



Whose socks are whose? Hope and Grace sleep in pretty much the same position.







Daddy and Gracie enjoy some much needed shut eye.









Gracie is happy (for the moment) in her bouncy seat.











What's the Hopester looking at???





Here are some things I've learned in my first summer as a dad.

• Sleep is a valuable commodity and something to be cherished.
• Take joy in simple things... watching my daughters smile and look at me wide-eyed is about the coolest thing I've ever experienced.
• Nothing makes me feel more joyful than seeing Hope and Grace happy... likewise, nothing makes me more confused, and at times sad, than seeing them upset and not knowing what the problem is or how I can fix it.
• Twins are a lot of work... twins also bring a lot of joy. It is cool seeing a friendship develop between grunts and squawks in the Pack 'N Play or watching them scoot close to each other when enjoying their "tummy time".
• Having the girls on monitors is not nearly as scary as it seems.
• A peaceful, uninterrupted meal is a thing of the past... for some reason both girls like to squeal, squawk and cry whenever we're eating.
• I never knew how much I could do one handed.
• Staying up to watch the Brewers night games when they're playing the west coast teams is easy... the "graveyard shift feeding" after you've been asleep for 4 hours is hard.
• My buddies have become "uncles" and where their visits year ago involved grabbing my golf club and trekking out to a course for the day, their visits now include taking lots of pictures of the girls and in some cases swapping stories about each others' kids.
  
• Miracles work. For a long time I didn't think the day would come that these girls would be home, let alone growing and doing well. I cannot begin to express how grateful I am to God for this blessing and for the hundreds (and maybe even thousands) of people who have held our little family in their thoughts and prayers.
  

The Boxing of the Preemie Clothes

When Hope and Grace were born weighing 2 pounds 5 ounces for Hope and 2 pounds even for Grace, the last thing I ever thought was that they would ever outgrow their clothes. Yesterday, I got hit with a beautiful reality... Jeni began boxing up the girls preemie clothes. Both Hope and Grace have outgrown their first set of outfits! As Hope inches up on the 8 pound mark, and Grace is now over 6 pounds, the preemie outfits which are good through 5 pounds are no longer useful, and have hence been replaced by the newborn outfits (and in some cases the smaller 0-3 month attire).

While watching Jeni box the clothes made me grin from ear to ear at first, upon further reflection, I realized this is somewhat of a bittersweet experience. Our babies, slowly but surely, are growing up. Reading our loyal readers from Cleveland, Laurie and Jeff's blogs about their son Joey turning 5 and looking at their chronology of photos and experiences made me realize the fact that our family is never going to be any younger than it is right now, right here, today. As people of all ages, we are constantly growing older.

Scrolling back through our own blog (something that frankly I rarely do), I located the picture and post about Gracie wearing her first outfit... a purple preemie suit that was too big for her. Nowadays, Gracie is styling in her newborn clothes and Hope may make the transition into 3-6 month old attire before we know it. One thing's for certain... watching Hope and Gracie grow is such a blessing for their mom and dad to watch!


Jeni places some of our preemie outfits into a shoe box (this will give you a scope of how small these clothes actually are). We plan on donating them to the St. Joseph's Family Care NICU in an effort to help "pay it forward" to families of premature children who will delight in seeing their girls dressed for the first time, just as we delighted in seeing our girls in outfits.



(Pictures below:)

To the left , Gracie in her first outfit.


To the right, Gracie in the last preemie outfit that fits her comfortably, her "Vitamins" outfit (that Hope wore for our birth announcement).

The Growing Girls

Needless to say, based on the lack of posting recently, Jeni and I have been up to our glazed eyeballs busy with the girls... and loving every minute of it (ok, well, almost every minute of it.)

With this in mind, I thought it might be kid of fun to share with you a little list of things we never really realized would be the case until the girls were home. Sure, countless kind souls gave us advice, but, as teachers we know that sometimes you just need to learn by doing!

Things We Never Knew Would Be The Case With Twins
(Until They've Been Home for a month)

10. Nap Times Are Few And Far Between (for us as parents):
A guilty pleasure... perhaps, but there is nothing better some days than a good ol' nap. However, with the growing girls, getting more than twenty minutes of sleep in a nap during the day is a major accomplishment these days.



9. Picking Out Girls Clothes (that please my wife) Can Be a Daunting Task:
Ask me about the Brewers and I'll go on for hours. Ask me about teaching world geography and I can probably give you lots of insight. Ask me to choose "the right" pair of pink pants that match Hope's outfit and I'll stand with my mouth open and mutter, "huh." I am learning, slowly but surely about the joys and challenges of dressing to twin girls (especially when the pre-coordinated outfits are dirty). Jeni and I have had more laughs with some of the combos I've come up with. Frankly, I am sure neither girl really seems to mind that Daddy isn't quite the fashion guru.

8. Feeding/Changing the Girls is a Full Time Job
Jeni and I crunched some numbers the other day. Jeni figured that she spends approximately 8 hours a day feeding babies. When Hope and Grace eat is up to Hope and Grace. While we try to keep them on the same schedule, this only works part of the time. Sometimes they like to eat together, other times they'll squawk like ornery birds at the thought of dining with their sister and will need to eat alone. Their schedules can vary from eating every 3 hours to eating every hour and a half (that's what Gracie is doing right now during the day). The good news is that both girls are growing and eating.

As for diapers, that's another story. On average, each girl goes through about 10 Pampers Swaddlers a day, and when there's a big "Code Brown" that number will increase fast!

7. Every Day We Play "Lunch and Dinner Roulette":
To squawk and scream or not to squawk and scream, that is the question. Since being home for a month, I can't think of one meal that we've had at home that hasn't been interrupted with the babies squawking about something. Jeni and I have come up with "Lunch and Dinner Roulette" when we wager whether or not we'll get through our whole meal uninterrupted or not. We've realized, rather quickly, that the girls enjoy being held by us far more than anything else.

6. Going to the Grocery Store Can Be A Blessing
Prior to having Hope and Grace home, Jeni and I would sometimes bicker about who would have the lovely opportunity to go to the grocery store once a week. Nowadays, going to the grocery store is seen as "an hour out of the house." All of a sudden, the grocery no longer seems like the unwanted chore.

5. The Odds of Brett Favre Coming to a Peaceful Resoultion with the Green Bay Packers are Exponentially Greater than the Odds of Hope and/or Grace Making It Through the Day With the Same Outfit On.
FYI- The girls do have their same outfits on today, so, there is a chance! However, there are still two hours left in the day, and a whole lot of eating and "bathroom stuff" still likely to happen.

4. Laundry is the Job that Never Ends:
... it goes on and on my friend! If we're not doing the twins' laundry we're doing the adult laundry. Our laundry machine and dryer are working hard!

3. Contrary to a Previous Post, Grace Does Not Have Anything Against CC Sabathia... She Spits Up On All Sorts of Shirts:
While the girls go through several outfits a day, so do their mom and dad. I started the day wearing a white t-shirt, then changed into a blue polo, and now am wearing a red Wilco t-shirt. The first two shirts fell victim of the wet-burp. The fate of the Wilco shirt is still to be determined.

2. The Girls are Each Other's Best Friends:
Being an only child, I never really got to understand the relationship between siblings, let alone identical twins! However, there is something to be said about the close bond that twins have. Truth be told, our girls get more of a kick out of watching each other than us. When I put Grace down, she'll sneak over by her sister Hope, or vice versa. They really seem to enjoy being around one another. I hope this trend continues throughout their life.

1. I've Never Been Happier Getting Up at 2, 3, 4, or 5:00 a.m.
Groggy or not, grumpy or not, there is nothing more beautiful than seeing my daughters happy and eating. Perhaps I'm happier the next day, rather than hearing the raucous screeching pouring out of the baby monitor at the wee hours of the morning, but overall, we are just so grateful that our girls are eating well and "look great" according to our pediatrician!

FYI: Hope is now 7 lbs. 8 oz. and Gracie is an even 6 lbs. The girls have more than tripled in size since their birth! What a blessing!

A Wild Friday!

Today has been a real circus. When I call home after teaching summer school, and Jeni answers the phone "Barnum and Bailey's" you know some thing's up. As we speak, I am up at 1:15 a.m. waiting for Hope to stir so that I can feed her and then sleep (hopefully) until 6:30ish with Jeni agreeing to take the "graveyard shift." For some reason, perhaps the fact that it was Friday, or that the Brewers 8 game winning streak came to a close this evening, Hope and Gracie decided that it would be fun to squawk and scream every time they were not held or fed today. Jeni calculated the hours she has spent nursing in the girls in the past 24 hours, and it has topped off at more than 8. That constitutes a full time job! Did I happen to mention that their feedng schedules are close to an hour apart?

However, despite today's chaos, just about an hour ago, I was able to capture the girls in their Pack 'N Play holding hands (see pic from above). How awesome is that?

As Hope begins to stir for her "late night munchies version 1.o," I have to laugh about the amount of noise, chaos, and absolute love that two little people can create. If these two are like this now, I can only laugh to myself at the thought of them both being toddlers (and that will happen before I know it!) For now, all we can do is drink copious amounts of coffee and Diet Pepsi Max, not take anything too seriously, and enjoy the sheer joy of these girls being home.

Home For a Month and a Brewers Sweep!

I am in the midst of teaching two summer school classes, one on web design, and the other on fantasy baseball. Our dear friend Judy, who is the Director of Summer Programs at my school and who I've known since I was nine years old commented to me today about how since Hope and Grace's homecoming, the Brewers have been white hot. After doing a bit of research, I've realized that the Brewers record since the girls came home a month ago today is 16-9. That's pretty awesome if I do say so myself! My friend Jon's brother Bryon, who lives in Pittsburgh, recently created "The Sweep Broom" which he mailed to his brother Jon, who, in turn, passed the broom along to me. Since acquiring "The Sweep Broom," the Brewers have had two road sweeps. Much to the chagrin of my wife, here is a picture of me with "The Sweep Broom" amidst my bobble head collection in our basement.

I have often used the Brewers' season as a backdrop for many of the stories I share on this blog. In many ways I feel baseball mimics life. There are highs and lows, winning streaks and losing streaks, players get into slumps and then have hot streaks, pitchers will have awesome outings followed by less-stellar appearances, and good fans support their team and their favorite players no matter what. One thing I will not do is boo anyone on our team... does that possibly do the player any good?

This seems a lot like parenting if you ask me. Our girls have had their share of ups and downs, as many of you already know. The NICU experience was extremely hard. It is frustrating during the social season of summer to be more or less quarantined to keeping our girls in our house to decrease their risks of infections from being in public places or around a lot of people. However, when you think about their development in a big-picture context, our girls seem to be just as hot as the Brewers right now. Hope is now over the 7 pound threshold (weighing in at a beefy 7 pounds 2 ounces).... hmmm, 7 pounds, 7-game winning streak... coincidence??? Gracie Girl still is lean and mean, but growing at about an ounce a day, weighing in at 5 pounds 11.5 ounces. The home nurse who visited today was pleased with the girls' development. Gracie still has frequent spit ups, but these seem to be more of a concern to Dad than anyone else. When you think about it, in a little more than 3 months, Gracie and Hope have nearly tripled their weights!

Speaking of spit ups, Gracie shows her love for the newest Brewer starter, CC Sabathia, in a most unique way. I was fortunate enough to attend CC's first start as a Brewer and was given a CC t-shirt as a gift that evening. I have made a practice of wearing this shirt every time CC pitches since. Gracie, not to be outdone by her dad, has also made it her mission to make sure she spits up on the CC shirt every time Dad wears it. Last night I thought we were in the clear, as I watched the end of the game with Uncle Aaron and Uncle Mike at Mike's house. However, upon returning home, I fed Gracie a bottle, and burped her, and sure enough, she spit up on the CC shirt once again. Is this Gracie's way of showing her love for CC, or is she giving her dad a hard time? Only time will tell. For what it's worth, despite the spit ups and frequent washing of the Sabathia shirt, CC has gone 4-0 since becoming a Brewer, and has pitched 3 straight complete games.

Ultimately, what draws me in the most as a baseball fan is watching how the long season progresses and plays out. Regardless of whether or not the Brewers make it to the post-season is somewhat inconsequential. While I would love to see post-season ball as much, if not more so, than other fans, it is the joy of the game and the sheer drama and strategy of it all that makes me a regular at Miller Park and glued to the television set or radio on the other days. Each game is a progression of the Brewers as a team. Likewise, it is the joy of watching my girls develop over the past month that has really made me recognize what a true blessing it is to be a parent. Instead of a 162 game season, Hope and Grace's season will span a lifetime. Jeni and I are just so overjoyed to watch them grow along the way.