It’s 11pm and I’m sitting in my office, keeping an eye on the infant monitor. Mr. Skry is sound asleep and Miss Peyton is in her crib dozing before her midnight feeding. I actually feel like a real parent!! I have waited so long for this feeling. Knowing that I can hold my child at anytime, brings tears of joy to my eyes. The spit up and diaper explosions are happy occasions around this household. It’s taken four long months, but Peyton is finally home where she belongs.
The NICU nurses always told us this day would come quickly. But after more than 100 days, how do you prepare for a homecoming? With all of the tragedy we’ve encountered, we held off getting the nursery ready. We didn’t want to jinx ourselves. When September rolled around, we knew that Peyton would survive. But last week came as a complete surprise. Peyton had been doing great learning how to eat and we thought we would bring her home by Halloween. But, on Monday I got a call from the NICU wondering if I had a cars seat? Um, nope! That led to three days of complete panic as we raced around Springfield picking up the baby essentials. It’s funny–we’ve had four months to prepare for this moment, yet we we were nowhere near ready! We had quite a few things, thanks to the several baby showers I never had because of the circumstances.
On Thursday, 116 days after my triplets first arrived, we took our survivor home. It was a surreal day. We had come to love our time in the NICU; it was our comfort zone. For one third of the year, those doctors and nurses gave us a crash course in parenting. We got to know them and think of them as family. On Thursday, we packed up Peyton’s dozens of bows and hats. We took down every picture, a sentimental timeline of memories showing just how far our daughter has come. Our precious one pound miracle, was no longer a frail and sick baby…Peyton was graduating from the NICU.
The days leading up to graduation day were emotional. One of the nurses asked how I was doing and I broke down in tears. It was that moment when I realized, I don’t have to be strong. I spent so many months holding back tears. I held back the sadness and grief I felt over the deaths of Parker and Abby. I held back the tears when I saw healthier babies come and go from the NICU. I held back SO many tears, trying to stay strong for Peyton. But, last week it hit me–this chapter was coming to an end. On one hand, it’s a great thing. We were finally getting what we prayed for–our daughter in the comfort of our own home. On the other hand, I was letting go of the daily trips to the hospital…the chapter that was supposed to include bringing three healthy babies home. I thought I would feel sadness as we drove away from St. John’s. It’s a sadness I felt when I was first discharged from the hospital, knowing I only had two survivors, The same sadness I felt the day we drove away without our son Parker. But after 4 months, as we left the hospital, all I could do was stare at our daughter. I sat in the backseat with her, wondering what this next chapter will entail. After four months in the NICU, we drove awayl one last time, this time as a complete family with two angels guiding the way. It’s weird to think that between me and the triplets, we’ve spent nearly half of our year in the hospital. And while I’ll miss all of the people that have become our hospital family, I’m thrilled that I will only be back for visits…not an extended stay!
So, I’m sure you are all wondering how we are surviving at home. Of course we’re tired! But, that’s mainly because of Peyton’s monitor–I’m ready to toss it out the window! Peyton came home on oxygen. We have a big tank that we wheel around, along with a very noisy monitor. We have no idea how long she’ll be on it, but in a way, it gives us a piece of mind having her heart rate and oxygen measured at all times. She is adjusting well to life at home, even though it’s much quieter than the hospital nursery. She’s pretty much sleeps, eats, and goes through endless amounts of diapers. And the best part, we can just stare at her all day long!
As for Riley, he is still unsure of his new sister. It’s hilarious to watch him try and figure out this strange little creature. But, it didn’t take long for him to become attached. And check out his dapper outfit for the occasion. He sported a tie to meet his new sister! (You can click on any of the pictures below to open the slideshow or comment.)
Peyton turns four months old today!! And of course, we had to continue our picture tradition at home. We took a bed sheet to use as the background. As you can see, Riley wanted in on the action.
Peyton is now 5 1/2 pounds and fits great into preemie clothes. I give it another week or so until she is onto the newborn sizes. We met her pediatrician, who told us that she’s never had a “22 weeker”. She said Peyton was definitely a miracle child. As for her size, she’ll be in the 1 percentile for a few years. She was as young and small as they come, so she will take a long time to catch up to others her age. But that’s ok, we get to watch her grow in slow motion!
A couple other notes–Peyton is definitely our child. She LOVES college football! She was wide-eyed watching games over the weekend.
And as for a nursery, it is a work in progress. Here’s a sneak peak of whats to come… We had planned on grey and yellow because we wanted a gender neutral room for our two girls and one boy. We decided to keep that going and we’ll slowly work on decorating, once things calm down a bit. We are also planning on a few things to remember her brother and sister. As I’ve said before, we always want Peyton to know she is a triplet.
I hope you like the new website and blog. Mr. Skry and I feel blessed that so many people care about our family. I’ll be updating my blog more frequently and adding plenty of new pictures. Thanks for following our story–we’re so glad you are along for the ride as we embark on this new chapter!