Naomi and Evan had their two month old doctor's appointment last Wednesday. Everything went very well, and I guess our questions weren't too odd-ball since the doctor didn't laugh at us too much. Naomi weighed 8 lbs. 5 oz. and Evan is holding his own as well at 7 lbs. 5 oz. An assortment of our random questions:
1) Is his head supposed to be that shape?
2) Is her ankle at that angle normal?
3) How often are they supposed to poop again?
The doctor assured us, everything was perfectly normal. The biggest trauma was when they had to get their immunizations. As my sister Alea put it (she went with Erin to the doctor), it hurt so much they couldn't scream at first! Their mouths twisted into a grimace, then it was just a timebomb.."3, 2, 1...WHAAA, WHAAA". But everything went well, they got some baby Tylenol for a day or so, and now we're back in rhythm.
Otherwise, we're well into the grind now. Everybody's changed and fed every three hours, though we're experimenting with letting them sleep a little longer late at night. There's a feeding at midnight, then they'll sleep for around four hours before one of them (typically Naomi) wakes up and is ready to eat.
Since everything is pretty stable right now (and I don't imagine anyone wants to read in intricate detail descriptions of dirty diapers), my plan is to post every two weeks, probably over the weekend. So check back every couple of weeks for an update on the wee little ones!
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Heaven is . . . rain falling on the roof and taking a snuggle nap in the glider chair with Evan and Naomi. Two bugs in a blanket and it's "zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" for the three of us.
:)
How the heck did you two manage to have a mini-Ben and mini-Erin? They look just like each of you. I still think you two are the first to perfect some sort of home-cloning device.
We got your care package and will give you a call soon. Sawyer appreciates having clothes that actually fit him!
Shhh, don't let our secret out. Mini-Ben is destined to take over the world (or at least bite some ankles and do a little song-and-dance number)!
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