Cute pictures of the week

This is one of the firsts bath all 3 took together.
Mike and Matt with their Great Grandpa- Ted Brannan. This was taken on his 68th birthday.

This s how Matthew likes to sit.

Sophie and Daddy looked so cute Sunday morning I just had to take a picture.

Mike chillin like a villian! ;)

Better late than never!

I cant believe I never up-dated my blog on the birth of the twins. I feel so ashamed. Better late than never right? Well here it goes!

We went to stay in Cruces the day before Halloween because I already went into labor once and they had to stop it. I felt the time was getting close and I didn't want to be in a small town where they could do nothing to help me. So I decided I wanted to be closer to a hospital that could. Turns out they came early but not as soon as I thought they would thankfully. I was laying in the tub relaxing, just looking at my huge belly. I was watching it tense up. I then realized I was having contractions. They didn't hurt but I was having them. I decided to time them. 4 minutes apart! I couldn't believe it. I called Joe who was working grave yards. I told him he probably better come home and then we could go to the hospital. Joe then told me he wanted me to go now. I assured him I was fine. After I got off the phone with him I felt it would be wise for me to go. I called his parents house and asked if someone would take me. His sister Sara came. As she drove me to the hospital a kept acting as if my water broke. Poor thing! When we got there they told me they didn't have a wheel chair and asked if I could walk clear to the other side of the hospital to the elevator. I could barely walk. I was waddling like a penguin. I couldn't believe they asked that of me. I felt as if the babies were just about to drop right out of me! So I waited while someone came with a wheel chair to get me. They wheeled me up and had me get dressed in the a gown. The Dr. came and and checked me. She told me it was go time. I was fully effaced and already dilated. At my last appointment both babies were head down and things were looking that I was going to be able to have a natural birth. But once the Dr. checked me she told me both babies were now transversed (laying side-ways) :( I was looking forward to a natural birth and was very frightened to have a c-section. Thankfully they let me wait for my husband to finally get there. When he got there they gave him scrubs and took me to the operating. They were 34 weeks to the day. The Dr.s were certain they would need oxygen. I couldn't believe who many people where in the operating room. There was at least 10 people counting Joe and I. They came on November 17th, 2009 at 12:37 and 12:38 AM Michael being the oldest. Two healthy, beautiful, baby boys weighing in at 4.10 lbs and both 17 inches needing no oxygen. They need to stay in the hospital 3 extra days after I left so they could learn to regulate their body temperatures and they also had to stay under the bilirubin ligh . Those were the longest/hardest 3 days of my life. I was nursing and needed to nurse them every 3 hours. It took them an hour to eat beacuse they would fall asleep during feedings because even eating was a huge work out for my little small babies. Once I was done feeding I would go to my grandmas for about and hour and a half and then have to turn around and do it all over again. I am so thankful that I was able to have these two amazing little boys.

Sophie broke her arm

Well our little monkey has broke her first bone before she was even 3. Hopefully this isn't a glimpse into our future with our kids. We were in Las Cruces for the Brannan family reunion. The day before the reunion started Sophie was jumping on Grandma and Papa Payne's trampoline. She was happily jumping on the trampoline as she usually does as Daddy and his friend who also is now Merci's wonderful boyfriend Heri were talking at the edge of the trampoline. They saw the whole thing unfold but it happened so fast that they couldn't do anything about it. Joe knew she broke it right away. She ran inside holding her, graved a shirt out of his suit case and tore it in half, graved a pencil box and made a sling. Sophie was in pain but she was also very strong. We then drove her to the hospital while Heri and Merci watched the twins. There they told us she was fine and that there wasn't a break. Joe didn't felt they were wrong and demanded that they looked again. Sure enough Daddy was right. She fractured her humerus bone just above her elbow. As can tell in the pictures Daddy looks like he was in more pain. He felt guilty that he wasn't able to catch her. Poor guy. Sophie was fine once they gave her morphine. The morphine made her talk and talk and talk! They couldn't but her in a cast right away because of the swelling. She waited 3 days for her pretty pink cast which was taken off on Thursday. They were just going to put her back in a sling but as soon as the Dr. took it off Sophie laid on the floor in a push-up position trying to see what she could now that her cast was off. It scared the Dr. that she was so active because it still has about 3 more weeks to heal, so he decided to put her in a soft cast. She is doing just fine using her left arm instead of her right. She has even found ways to still drag her brothers around using her left arm, bending over and using her chin! She is one tough cookie!

The boys!

I cant believe I haven't up-dated my blog since the twins were born. I feel so ashamed of myself! :( My boys are now 10 months old. They are crawling in every direction, cruising, always laughing at their silly sister, always smiling, and love to make fart sounds (typical boys). Two days ago Michael and Matthew said their first words other than Momma and Dadda. It was Amen. It was so cute we were saying a blessing on our food and everyone said Amen. Michael then said it. I was praising him and laughing and getting him to say it over and over. In the processes of praising him, Matthew then said it as if he was trying to show it wasn't a big deal and that he could do it too. I tried to record both of them saying it but Michael was the only one who would do it for the camera. They both usually say it every time we finish praying.

We decided to name Michael, Micheal because it means- "Who is like God." And Matthew after one of the apostles. We wanted to give our boys strong names with meanings in hope they would try to live up to their names. So far they are both off to a good start and it is my prayer that they continue to do so.

I am trying to get the video on here but I am having trouble doing so. :(