The quadruplets have had a busy few weeks - with the most momentous occasion being their recent baptism. Our family priest Monsignor Dolan baptized not only our 4 kids, but their 2 O'Connor cousin twins Griffin and Anna plus Baby Kovey Clark and his cousin August Kovalcheck.
Their first sacred sacrament ended up being pretty chaotic with 8 babies, 8 parents and 16 godparents switching places to fill our various roles. One good thing about having big families though is there is no shortage of godparents to select from among your siblings. For our children, we chose:
- Uncle Frankie and Aunt Charlotte as Baby Charlie's godparents
- Uncle Johnny and Aunt Lilly as Baby Claire's godparents
- Uncle David and Aunt Dana as Baby Henry's godparents (...sorry about the bonnet Henry, it was only after the baptism when Granny informed me that boys aren't supposed to wear baptism bonnets. So it's ok for them to wear a gown, but not a bonnet? Got it.)
- Uncle Chris and Aunt Erin as Baby Dillon's godparents
Charlie and I were honored to stand as baby Griffin's godparents and to celebrate with babies Anna, Kovey, August and all of their families, friends and godparents.
All in all it was 8 kids for a Group Dunk followed by a pretty exquisite post-baptism party.
After their baptism and a big day of baptism partying, we dropped the babies with babysitters and headed out to the Billy Joel concert at Petco Park to party like old people. We pre and post-partied it up right, and I think it was the first time in 5 months I have voluntarily been up 'til 3 am.
Back at home we've had a bit of a rough week. For 7 straight days all 4 of the quadruplets have had some pretty gnarly diarrhea. I'll spare you the details, but we are talking about kids who used to poop once a day and then quickly moved to 7-8 dirty diapers per day. So after a week, which was roughly 200 dirty diapers, I got fed up and finally took them to the doctor. Turns out it's nothing major, probably just a viral bug and could go 10-14 days the doc says. So really the worst we are looking at is another full week of an insanely stinky situation. Fantastic.
In between changing 200 dirty diapers last week, we were fortunate enough to be invited over to 2 neighbors' houses for neighbor ladies happy hour. If you ask me, we live on the best street in the best neighborhood of San Diego (which just happens to be "America's Finest City"). So that's a lot of superlatives, but basically our kids are the luckiest kids in the world to have such amazing friends so close by who are willing to invite us over en masse.
Grammy Ann from Texas graciously stuck around after the baptism and helped us out for the past few weeks. We loved having her here every day and with her assistance, we managed to get out on a few outings to Coronado and the San Diego Zoo. Now that she is gone, our laundry and dishes have piled up, the house is messy again, the babies are always crying and we miss her dearly!
The babies are getting stronger each day and are holding their heads up pretty well now. Charlie and Dillon have been the first to roll over, but those may have been accidents. Everyone is on a pretty strict tummy time schedule with our flattest headed kid Dillon needing a little more attention than the rest. (Dillon's rolling over is just him protesting tummy time which he absolutely hates and will do anything to get out of, like showing off his premature developmental milestones.)
With the kids being on the sick side we haven't had a lot of visitors of late. But we were so excited when Katie, one of the nurses from the hospital who did my pre-natal monitoring 2 times per week when I was pregnant came to visit the kiddos. Here's a picture of me all hooked up to the monitors in my 33rd week of pregnancy and with Kate right before the babies came. We loved having her over to see all these babies whose heartbeats she was so proficient at finding when they were in the womb!
If you're wondering how Miss Molly is doing, she is REALLY into sunglasses right now. She's also saying (and repeating) a ton of new words, which means we finally need to censor some of the more choice selections in our vocabulary. Molly is still monitoring all of the babies' pacifier usage, sleeping 13 hours per night (thank God!) because when she's up, she runs us ragged.
So that's it from the fourtified family for now. Here's a few favorite pics of all of the kids from the past few weeks.