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A Lot Can Happen In Two Months

Two months ago today Mr. Hubs and I successfully took our peaceful little life together and turned it upside down and shook it--really good! That's right, Shrek and Donkey are 2 months old today and a lot has changed. In the effort to jinx myself I would say that we are settling into our new roles- finally! Diva is still madly in love with her brother's and wants to help with everything except changing diapers which she says is "gross." If I knew how to upload pictures onto this blog I would. That is a lesson Mr. Hubs is going to have to give me one of these days, or do it for me ;) So, here goes, without pictures...
Donkey, two months ago...
My first born, you came out without much effort. In fact Doctor said not to push too hard because you would hit the wall behind him if I did. You were screaming as you came out. Daddy and I could hear you in the next room as they were cleaning you up. Very healthy lungs.
You arrived weighing 6 pounds 4 ounces--not shabby for a multiple!
You were 18 inches long, though I would of sworn you were about 50 the way it felt.
Today...
You weigh a whopping 10 pounds 3 ounces and are 21 1/2 inches long. I am very happy with this weight. You dropped down to 5 pounds 10 ounces your first week of life and had Daddy and I very worried. We had to take you in to see the doctor for weight checks several times. You are finally starting to make some ground!
You are holding your head up very well and have learned how to roll from your belly to your back. Though you don't like to be on your back and you get very upset when you do this. It usually happens in the middle of the night and I have to go in and roll you back over.
You move around a lot in your sleep. We had to separate you and brother because you kept disturbing him.
You are sleeping about 3 1/2 to 4 hours at a time at night. Daddy and I only have to get up with you and brother once a night. It is very nice.
You hate taking a bath, but don't mind getting your diaper changed.
You are starting to laugh and smile at people which melts my heart every time.
We call you the "old man" because you wrinkle your forehead up and grunt like an old man. You raise one eyebrow when someone talks to you like your Papa Walt used to.
You don't like to snuggle very much, but like have people talk to you.
You had shots this morning. I felt like I was the one getting the shots. You did great and only cried for a minute before you were over it and took a nap.
I love you more and more everyday....
Shrek, two months ago...
My second born, you arrived into this world with some effort. You started to come out breech until your cord prolapsed and Doctor decided we needed to do a C-section. You still came out feet first. You were so pitiful to see. You had bumped your head on my pelvic bone and had a bruise on your forehead. Your feet were bruised from coming out feet first and you had some fluid in your lungs and sounded raspy. 
Daddy and I were very worried when you were born because we didn't get to see you right away and we couldn't hear you. It was one of the best feelings when they finally showed you to us and told us you were "okay."
You arrived in this world at a whopping 7 pounds 8 ounces and 20 inches long. I was convinced they had your length wrong. I just knew you were about 6 foot tall. You were gigantic for a multiple. Doctor was very glad he didn't have me push you our breech knowing how big you were. 
Today...
You weigh a whopping 11 pounds 15 1/2 ounces and are 23 1/2 inches long. You are my big boy! You have graduated from size 0-3 to the size 3-6 months clothing. We call you "fatty" because you look like a giant next to your brother. 
You are starting to hold your head up, but have no interest in rolling over any direction.
You are my flirt. You love to laugh, smile and "talk" to anyone near you. Your sister loves it when you smile at her and talk to her. You are very social and love to be held and cuddled. You would probably let me hold you 24/7 if I would. Sometimes it is very hard to put you down. 
You love to lay in the floor and look in your mirror. You also love it when I put you by your brother and you will stare at him forever and gurgle at him.
You had shots this morning. I thought I was going to cry with you. You did not take it very well. You cried most of the morning and into the afternoon until I finally got you to fall asleep for a nap. 
Watching you and your brother sleep is one of my favorite things.
You are a very sound sleeper. We usually have to wake you up during the night when your brother gets up to eat. One of these days I want to let you sleep just to see if you would sleep all night. 
I love to kiss your cheeks.

I am looking forward to what the future brings as Shrek, Donkey and Diva continue to grow and change. The upcoming months are going to be full of change and discovery and I am very excited to see the boys turn into little people.

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