Thursday of last week, the 1st, my babies, the twins, turned 2 months.
Saturday, Karen (my college roommate and dear friend) and I slid our way to the pediatrician's office for the twins' wellness check. We won't talk about my panic driving on very slippery ice (how could I maintain my cool when I was sliding in the ever so small attempt to go from 0 mph to 5 mph?!), stopping in the middle of a more major road, and having Karen (who drove in Boston on a regular basis when attending Harvard Divinity School) take over driving.
Both babies are doing well. Although I must say, in terms of weight and size, Christian isn't looking so much like a newborn these days; he went from the birth weight of 6 lbs and 14.5 ounces to over 10 pounds!
Nursing exclusively. Takes work from all concerned parties. I have to eat and drink extremely regularly to keep up breast milk production. Something is going well, otherwise Christian wouldn't still be gaining loads of weight, even though he's spitting up enough to compete with Niagara Falls.
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I must confess, seeing the twins sleep, catching their scents, witnessing their smiles, watching them fidget, hearing them sneeze all make me swoon. Or perhaps drip breast milk.
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Taking care of twins takes no small amount of effort, time, and work. Who are we kidding, taking care of four children, five years old and under, requires super human effort. But, I love all my munchkins and I'll do it!!