Last night, I thought everything would be okay with Genevieve and her new babies. But at 4 o’clock this morning, I discovered that they hadn’t nursed at all, and they were cold. I woke poor Dr. Melinda up at about 5:00 (Melinda- love you to pieces!) after trying to get milk in their mouths using a syringe and milk I had milked from Genny. We decided I should take them in the house and warm them up. So wrapped in towels, into the house we go.
Between talking to Melinda and Pat (Kid Hollow) we decided the best thing to do would be to bring Genevieve up too, and keep them in the kitchen today and tonight. I kept holding the babies (and rocking them, too- old habits die hard) until they were nice and warm.
Then, once Genevieve was given a “pen” in the kitchen, I slowly unwrapped them. Warm, they were now ready to cry for momma and learn how to nurse. Between us, we’ve figured what happened is this- Genevieve wouldn’t do much “mothering” until she had passed her placenta (sorry, all you squeamish people)- and while they were waiting for that, they got too cold to care. It was a close call that ended well. They are nice and warm and drinking and sleeping just fine now. In a moment I will invade their space to make spaghetti sauce.
Let’s backtrack. So, at 9:30 I went down to check on Rosie and her babies, Renesmee and Evan. The surprise when I opened the door was this:
So we dried them off, and weighed them.
They were both over 4.5 lbs (cuz my scale errors at 4.5). Their names are Jonesy (C picked that- character from 6-teen on cartoon network) and Justine. Notice how they both work w/ Genevieve? Also, Sunday the kids and I took my Mom to Friday’s for her birthday (Happy Birthday Mom- sorry I didn’t post about it) and our wonderful waitress was Justine- and since that name was in the running anyway, that cinched it.
So, Rosie’s twins are doing well, nursing and looking cute. They’ll stay in the pen in the shed tonight. I’m gonna leave Genevieve and hers in just to make sure.
They are absolutely adorable, and now I think they all will be fine. By about the time my camera comes back, they should be cavorting all over the place and being all sorts of silly
The human kids are ecstatic. I’m exhausted. But the babies are here now, safe and sound. Very happy! (and I will be asleep about 10 minutes after spaghetti).