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4 Months Have Gone By

Wow...it seems like yesterday I was in the hospital having Shrek and Donkey and today they are 4 months old. There have been a few times in the past 4 months when I was not sure I was going to survive another day. I still have those days. There are days I think Mr. Hubs wants to run away. In the past 4 months I have gone on less sleep than I ever thought physically possible. I have gone longer without a shower than I ever have in my life. I have talked to more strangers than I have ever wanted to and survived. I was told that twins were hard. Mr. Hubs and I have agreed that if twins had been first they would have been the only. But, every time they give me a smile, hit another developmental milestone, or snuggle with me it erases all the misery of the last 4 months. There is something special about a baby.
Today was Shrek and Donkey's 4 month check up at the doctor. Mr. Hubs was off work today so he had the pleasure of going with us. I thought things went much better than the 2 month appt. I think Mr. Hubs was thinking he should have skipped. Of course the boys had to get shots. Yuck. It breaks my heart to see them in pain. Needless to say the rest of the day they have been grumpy and inconsolable. Poor guys...The nurse and the doctor did their normal checks. Now remember, when I had Shrek and Donkey they weighed 7.8 and 6.4 pounds respectively. They have not lost momentum in the past 4 months.
Donkey: The first born...when he was born he weighed 6.4 and dropped down to 5.12. We had to take him in several times for weight checks. I was breastfeeding and had to supplement with formula for a period of time. Today he weighs 13.12 and is 23 3/4 inches long. He has chubby little legs and arms. He is wearing 3-6 month clothing. He started rolling over from tummy to back around 6 weeks. He doesn't do it often, but he does like to show off his skills. We tease he is the serious one of the two, but he has started smiling and laughing at anyone and anything that will look his direction. He found his feet over the weekend and thinks that they are very interesting. If he could figure out how to work his hands and arms and grab them it would be better! We have to take Donkey to see a Pediatric Opthamalogist because his little eyes are crossed. It's not extremely bad, but noticeable and worse when he is tired. We will see what happens.
Shrek: The second...he was uncooperative and resulted in me having a C-section. Afterwards when he arrived being 7.8 everyone was happy the C-section was done and I didn't push him out breech. Shrek has always liked to make his presence known and is not afraid of his voice. Today he weighs in at 16 pounds! He's my big boy! He is 25 1/2 inches long. He has graduated into size 6-9 month clothing. Eeek! Shrek has recently learned to roll from tummy to back. He usually does this around 4am. He doesn't like to sleep on his back so after he rolls over he starts this "Wha" cry. Nothing frantic, it's more "Wha" pause "Wha" pause and so on. This continues until someone goes in and rolls him over. After that he is happy to go back to sleep. Shrek has also learned how to blow spit bubbles and he thinks this is hilarious. He shows everyone he sees how he blows bubbles.
The boys have started noticing each other. Both get very excited when they see each other. Both give gigantic smiles and reach out to touch each other. I can't wait until they realize that's their brother and they start to interact with each other more. I see lots of adventure in our future! The boys have started eating rice cereal off of a spoon. Donkey isn't so sure about the spoon. He likes to take a bite, smile and let everything run out of his mouth. Shrek loves to eat and growls at the spoon. He can hardly wait for the next bite. I made baby food for Diva and I plan to do so for Shrek and Donkey. I told Mr. Hubs that making baby food might be a full time job with these boys! I think they will be keeping me very busy!

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