The girls turned a month old on the 30th, I just hadn't gotten around to posting. It's been crazy. I did our one month photos, and it was a lot harder to wrangle than it was doing
V's one month photos!
J is in the blue and
G in the purple. I think a few of the shots turned out pretty good, but I really loved these two.
Things are okay. The girls don't sleep well at night, so that's been rough. I usually only get 3-4 hours of sleep a night, and I can't nap during the day since someone is
always up. We're still exclusively breast feeding, so that's been going great. It can be really uncomfortable at times (my letdown is painful and excessive) but it's working so I won't complain.
The girls are growing great;
G is HUGE compared to
J though. Being fraternal twins that hasn't been a huge concern,
J is growing it's just not at the same rate as
G. Using my home scale I get varying answers because it's so sensitive, but
G does seem to be 1-2lbs more than
J. They have their one month check-up with their doctor tomorrow, so I'll be interested to see how they actually measure up.
They really are
so different. It's not just the physical appearance, which is obvious, but also their demeanor and attitudes. Even their cries are so different.
J is more fussy than
G, although
G will sound the alarm (and I mean ALARM) when she gets hungry. J used to have issues latching, but now
G does... it's like they trade off on things/issues.
J has been giving us fits about sleeping at night, but last night it was
G that kept us up. Ahhh. Anyway...
V is adjusting still. He seriously forgets that they're here. He'll come up with his book flailing it around and try to flop it in front of me, but I'll be changing one of the girl's diapers and he'll almost hit them. Things like that. Last night I kept saying, "
V. V. V, look your sister is here. Mommy can't read you that right now and you have to be careful.
V. V, look your sister is right here." He eventually looked and actually focused on her then smiled and said, "A bay-bee seester!" I am constantly running interference because he just
doesn't see them. He has started to interact with them more, he'll pick their pacifiers up, or he'll give them kisses if we ask him to, he tried to tickle their feet yesterday too.
His biggest struggle is not understanding why mommy can't do things with him. He wants me to read with him, or do puzzles, or color, but I'll be trying to get the girls to latch on, or I'm changing a diaper, or a girl is crying for something... then he'll get upset and start crying too. That's about how the three-child-cryfests usually start. I get a lot of mommy guilt about that, but I know this is just a passing phase and before I know it the girls will be older and eating better, they'll be playing more... and we'll get through this. I just feel bad.
