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| Twins sharing an incubator |
When our twins were in hospital for the first two months of
their lives outside the womb, they were housed in incubators and those awful
plastic cots that hospitals have been using for decades. I remember watching new mu
ms on the post
natal ward wheeling their newborns around in these, since they weren’t allowed to carry them through
the ward. Even before we had boarded
the attachment parenting boat, this seemed abnormal and certainly did nothing
to encourage mother-baby bonding. Our
boys were literally joined to their cots by all of the tubes and wires needed
to monitor their health. How could we
keep them feeling secure and comforted in this harsh environment? We soon realised that twins feel a lot more snug
and secure when they can remain in contact with each other.
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| Sleeping soundly with a comforting touch |
It makes perfect sense doesn't it? They had grown together from being a tiny
ball of cells, constantly aware of each other’s presence. Their whole world had suddenly changed at
their moments of birth, and the biggest change was that they had been left
alone. No baby can cope with isolation,
least of all twins or multiples. The
touch, smell and feel of their brother’s movements again must have been
extremely reassuring. Lying together,
their heart rate stabilised and they had fewer apnoeas (where they stopped
breathing).
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| Mummy learning to keep them close |
We had read all about the benefits of
kangaroo care, but it wasn’t until they were around 31 weeks gestation that they found our
cuddles soothing. Before that time I
think it was too stimulating, too painful and too exhausting for them. They eventually spent most of their day being
held or sleeping together on a big twin feeding pillow that I had bought. It probably helped my milk supply to have
them close, and helped us all bond and feel like a family for the first
time. I learnt through this experience
that these babies simply didn’t like to be put down. When I put them in their cots, their heart
rate became erratic, their breathing irregular and they had more frequent
apnoea episodes, sometimes requiring resuscitation.
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| Twins sleeping on the nursing pillow |
A few days before we could bring the twins home, we stayed
with them in a family flat at the hospital.
It was mainly to monitor us/them and make sure that they were still
putting on weight whilst being exclusively breastfed (the feeding tubes were
finally removed, hurrah!). Our first night
alone with them, and they were sleeping in those plastic cots. “Come on” says Tom “Let’s bring them into the bed”. We placed them safely in bed with us, and
never looked back. You can find out
about safe co-sleeping
here.
Which brings me to the present day... C + H still sleep in our bedroom, in bed they
share together. They are welcome into the
‘big bed’ whenever they want, and Daddy ends up in their bed almost every night. It’s wonderful to have a family bedroom. The boys are comforted easily, they feel safe
and secure, they always have someone next to them when they wake up, we get to
wake up to bright smiling faces, we all generally get a better night’s sleep,
it makes night time feeding/changing far simpler, and I believe it is where
children expect (in the biological sense) to be! In fact, for as long as humans may naturally
breastfeed, sleeping together at night is surely the biological norm?
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| Still together - the boys tonight |
However, recently R has started trying to wake his brothers
up! Like many 8 month old babies, he
wakes up in the night. Often it’s just
to feed and go back to sleep, but occasionally at 3am he feels that his day has
begun. And his day isn’t the same
without the presence of his very own comedy duo, his big brothers. Cue lots of calling and shouting at them to come
to life before Tom or I manage to wake up enough to sneak out of the room with him! Sometimes it works the other way, and the boys
are so excited to have a peek at the sleeping baby in the morning, that he overhears
them and joyfully wakes up. I don’t like
any of them to lose sleep unnecessarily, so it has got me thinking about when
the right time will be to offer the boys a room of their own. I’m not sure how much it will help the sleep situation,
which has actually been a lot better this week anyway. Like with many things, we’ll ponder over the
idea for quite some time, probably too long, before deciding on a plan!
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