I can not believe that we have all survived our first month as a family of 6 (you have to count the darn needy dog)!
Today was the one month check up. Kennedy weighed in at 9 lbs 4 oz (50th percentile) and 21 1/4 inches long (75th percentile). She is long and lean and strong, but we still call her floppy woppy because when she gets comfy, she just crashes and won't do a thing to hold herself together. Karsen, is our chunky monkey because she is the cuddliest butterball you can hold. She weighed in at 10 lbs even (75th percentile) and 20 1/2 inches long (50th percentile). As you see, they continue to insist on all things being opposite. But, the percentiles are great and we continue to be astounded that they are larger than most of their singleton, full term counterparts.
Now, I don't want to jinx it so dare I admit that after living through several nights of letting the girls get off the dual schedule and winding up awake every 1.5 hours or so, we have had 2 consecutive nights of 5 hour stretches (10-3) of sleep. It has to be the first time I have been horizontal for 5 hours since the two pink lines appeared. Surely such sleep is sacred. I do try occasionally to heed that repetitive advice you get from every single sympathetic person who insists you should "sleep when they sleep", but in all reality the moment two babies are quiet and asleep there is a hierarchy of needs - bathroom, drink, food, laundry, mail, etc. - that never dwindles in your 15 minutes of free-handedness to allow nap time before someone needs something again. When the allusive "nap" thing does happen, it is nature taking over and sleep catches you while holding a baby, a water cup and leaning in some strange position on the arm of the couch. Which is my new definition of multi-tasking. Wouldn't CEB be proud.
My grandmother visited this weekend. At 80 with now 6 great grand kids she was a lot of help rocking babies while Brian entertained Kayla and we celebrated the 4th of July with the girls first trip to the beach.
Here are a few pics to prove that everyone at our house is alive, healthy and while severely tired, happy. Maybe not everyone - check out Kennedy's expression when Karsen the cuddle bug moves over to hold on to her...again.
Today was the one month check up. Kennedy weighed in at 9 lbs 4 oz (50th percentile) and 21 1/4 inches long (75th percentile). She is long and lean and strong, but we still call her floppy woppy because when she gets comfy, she just crashes and won't do a thing to hold herself together. Karsen, is our chunky monkey because she is the cuddliest butterball you can hold. She weighed in at 10 lbs even (75th percentile) and 20 1/2 inches long (50th percentile). As you see, they continue to insist on all things being opposite. But, the percentiles are great and we continue to be astounded that they are larger than most of their singleton, full term counterparts.
Now, I don't want to jinx it so dare I admit that after living through several nights of letting the girls get off the dual schedule and winding up awake every 1.5 hours or so, we have had 2 consecutive nights of 5 hour stretches (10-3) of sleep. It has to be the first time I have been horizontal for 5 hours since the two pink lines appeared. Surely such sleep is sacred. I do try occasionally to heed that repetitive advice you get from every single sympathetic person who insists you should "sleep when they sleep", but in all reality the moment two babies are quiet and asleep there is a hierarchy of needs - bathroom, drink, food, laundry, mail, etc. - that never dwindles in your 15 minutes of free-handedness to allow nap time before someone needs something again. When the allusive "nap" thing does happen, it is nature taking over and sleep catches you while holding a baby, a water cup and leaning in some strange position on the arm of the couch. Which is my new definition of multi-tasking. Wouldn't CEB be proud.
My grandmother visited this weekend. At 80 with now 6 great grand kids she was a lot of help rocking babies while Brian entertained Kayla and we celebrated the 4th of July with the girls first trip to the beach.
Here are a few pics to prove that everyone at our house is alive, healthy and while severely tired, happy. Maybe not everyone - check out Kennedy's expression when Karsen the cuddle bug moves over to hold on to her...again.
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