Mike & Anah’s Charleston Wedding

After expending a couple of hours of time writing this blog last week, our lame Internet failed — as it oh so loves to do — and I lost all of my work. So here’s a belated second attempt at my Charleston blog.

The new Mr. & Mrs. “McLevin” = Anah & Mike get hitched on 1/30/10!

An untimely blizzard hit our neck of the woods (and many parts of the east coast) the same day we were South Cackalackee-bound. Luckily, Granny and Grumps arrived to our house for kid-sitting duties just as the snow began to fall, so Stephen and I were racing to stay a step ahead of the major force of the white stuff. It was a treacherous drive, and I-85 through Kannapolis and north of Charlotte was extremely sketchy. But with my awesome snow-driving skills, our wonderful 4-wheel-drive SUV, and our pure grit and determination to party hardy in Charleston for one of our best friend’s weddings, we made it the Holy City the night before the event, although much later than originally planned.

The wedding ceremony was a cool melding of the Christian and Jewish faiths. It also touched on Anah’s Scottish roots, with her dad wearing a kilt in the tartan of his ancestors’ clan. Even the bridemaids’ high heels were covered in the familial pattern. The bride and groom looked smashing, of course, and were too cute when they strolled away from the chuppah to the the ’80s Dolly and Kenny classic, “Islands In the Stream.”

Blast from the past: Melanie & Willie were there when Stephen & I fell in love back in ’98.

While munching out on the southern-fried lowcountry cuisine, we caught up with many old friends — some Phish-adventure buddies, some Appalachian alum. And even though I was supremely psyched to have a break from diaper duty, I ended up talking lots of kid stuff with some of the other mothers at the wedding. I mean, just ’cause I needed a vacation didn’t mean I wasn’t sorely missing the company of my beloved 3 amigos!

The day after the wedding, we attended the 27th Annual Lowcountry Oyster Festival with the newlyweds and all the brothers Levin, devouring bucket after bucket of the yummy steamed mollusks. It was awesome to get to spend quality time with some of our favorite people on earth and was the perfect closer to our fun-filled weekend in fabulous Charleston!

Stephen, Anah & the Levin boys stay warm shucking oysters.

Here are some kid highlights:

  • We let Houston stay up late and watch the Super Bowl on 2/7. Although it didn’t feature Super Man, as he asked in anticipation of the event, the big game made a big impression on our big boy.
  • Miss Heather and I took all 3 kids to their first dental appointment on 2/11. The twins did fine, but Houston pretty much lost it intermittently upon entering the building up until we pulled out of the parking lot.
  • Daddy took Houston to the circus for the first time on 2/13. He was in awe of the spectacle, and Daddy enjoyed himself more than he thought he would (especially watching the skinny ladies in leotards).
  • Zeke had an appointment with his gastro-intestinal doc today and will go back for another check-up in 3 months. His weight is 24 pounds, 8 ounces — nearly 2 pounds heavier than his last time there in early December.
  • Gabriel and Zeke are “talking” up a storm. Their huge, comedic personalities have really blossomed during these cold winter months.
  • Houston’s potty training has improved, but we’re not quite ready to get rid of the diapers and pull-ups just yet.
  • His sleep issues have also improved, but we still have occasional bouts of anti-slumber rebellion.

Anah & Rebecca post-mollusk mania @ the Lowcountry Oyster Festival.

Click the very top photo to check out pics from Mike and Anah’s wedding and the above photo to see the shots form oyster fest. You can also check out a few new additions of Houston and Kara playing Rock Band at the end of the January gallery.

Independence Day Every Day!

(Yes, I have co-opted the “Earth Day Every Day” slogan, and I feel darn good about it.) Clan Dillingham traveled to Raleigh to participate in another Tea Party in celebration of “Indy Day,” what we called the 4th of July when explaining the important holiday to Houston. It was hectic, of course, getting all of our hoodlums to the state capital and back, but it was well worth the effort. (Click the pic below to check out all the photos of our patriotic excursion.)

“Tea parties make us tired, Mommy,” whine the boys at the end of our fun-filled day in Raleigh.

In fact, there are 258 Tea Parties taking place in cities all around the country tomorrow, July 17, which are aimed specifically at opposing government-run healthcare. Not sure if we can swing the one happening near us since it’s taking place at noon. I have, however, already called my congressman and senators to share my TTTS story, explaining that it is very likely Gabriel and Zeke would have died in utero should the ever-encroaching federal government have run healthcare during my pregnancy.

The Wheel of Debt game: it would’ve been fun to play if it weren’t so darn true.

I’ve said it before but it’s worth repeating:

  • My 20-week ultrasound on July 8, 2008, showed some “abnormalities,” so my OB referred me to a specialist.
  • Just two day later, on July 10, I was in the specialist’s office and was diagnosed with Twin-to-Twin Transfusion Syndrome.
  • The following Monday, July 14, my specialist performed an amnio-reduction on me, and then I was admitted to the hospital for a few days of observation and testing.
  • By July 20, we were off to Cincinnati Children’s Hospital, after our local specialist referred us to the Fetal Care Center there.
  • The following morning, July 21, I not only had a two-hour ultrasound and then a lengthy fetal echocardiogram, but I also had an MRI.
  • On July 24, I underwent fetoscopic laser surgery. What an amazing turn around!

Revved up on chocolate ice cream, Houston entertains himself with the patriotic ring toss.

Consider:

  • TTTS is a disorder that progresses quickly, so time is of the essence, since 70-80% of twins die without treatment. The lucky few who do survive run an extremely high risk of damage to vital organs and brain injury.
  • There’s a five-month wait for MRIs and CT scans in Canada — a country whose socialized healthcare system our government pines to emulate — but not even two weeks after my TTTS diagnosis, I had a fetal MRI (not to mention the very timely CT scan Zeke had at two months in preparation for his CCAM removal at about eight months).
  • Germany is considered to have one of the “best” socialized healthcare systems in the world, yet the wait for TTTS surgery there is about 20 weeks.
  • TTTS fetoscopic laser surgery is still deemed somewhat experimental and survival rates post-surgery are statistically low. This is surely something the medical advisory panel — the centralized body of about 25 unelected and unaccountable “experts” that would decide who gets treatment, what treatments they get, when they get it, if they get it, who provides the treatment, how the treatment is administered, how long the treatment should take, etc. — would take into consideration when deciding if the risks of the surgery outweighed the financial costs, as well as promoted the “general welfare” (in other words, if they thought Gabriel and Zeke’s lives would serve the the “greater good.”)

Sandwiched in between the big mouths of Capitol Hill — San Fran Nan and Barney Skank — Daddy lets his freak flag fly!

If you feel as passionately as I do about telling government “hands off my healthcare” and “keep your big bureaucratic noses out of my family’s medical decisions,” please call your member of congress and senators by phone today and sign the Patients First online petition.

Or if you are apathetic about the ethical and/or Constitutional problems that a federally run healthcare system would pose, consider how the Obama administration and Congress plan to pay for this healthcare “reform” bill and how that will effect all income-tax-paying Americans … and all while we’re in the midst of a heavy recession and experiencing 26-year-high unemployment. Brilliant.

Happy Babies

I am commonly told, “You have such happy babies” — a refrain that’s music to a mother’s ears. Sure, they all have their moments of whining, crying and complaining, but Houston, Gabriel and Zeke truly are three joyful little dudes! (Click the photo below to see all the cute pics from late April.)

Dixie & Houston are a match made in heaven! 

Houston — who weighed a whopping 37 1/2 pounds at the doc on May 5 — is certainly much happier now that he is on seasonal allergy medication. Before we started the meds, he was looking pretty pathetic. His face was all splotchy and it looked as if someone had drawn stripes under his eyes with red lipstick (you can kind of see the beginnings of this in the above picture).

When Daddy has the stroller, Mommy has to improvise.

The twins are constant entertainment, “talking” (i.e., yelling and screeching) up a storm, grinning from ear to ear with their mouths wide open, going mobile by belly waddling on their mat, attempting to eat puffs, doing plenty of twin vs. twin wrestling and being awestruck by pretty much every big brother does — minus kneeling on them or poking them in the eyeball.

Baby fights are one of our favorite pastimes around Clan Dillingham.

After traveling to the mountains for Easter, the entire fam headed up to Virginia the very next weekend to attend Auntie Lisa’s party. A lot of family and friends got to meet Gabriel and Zeke for the first time. And although it was great to have so many extra hands helping out with the kids, we’re probably not going to road trip again till the boys are about … oh, I don’t know … say about 7 or 8!

Auntie Dina cuddles w/ Zeke @ Lisa’s shindig.

Click the above photo to see all the pics from Lisa’s party. Click the shot of Gabriel and Zeke in the wheelbarrow to view the April – Part 2 photos. Also, there a few new additions at the end of the April – Part 1 gallery. Happy Mother’s Day!