I have decided to take up this "art" of blogging! I am starting to think it may be the only way to remember anything that is happening in our young boys' lives at the moment as I can barely remember my own name these days, so having any precious memories of our twins' early months to look back on is highly unlikely! Thank goodness for photos, though I will probably look back and be clueless as to what was going on ;)
Our twin boys, Harry and Connor have just turned 3 months and our 2 older boys, Callum and Jack are now unbelievably 6 and 3. So life at our place is utterly crazy at the moment to say the least. Jack has turned wild and reminds me of a tantrum throwing Mowgli off the Jungle Book and Callum has taken to making strange noises (copied from daddy I do believe), in the style of a demented chimp, just to be heard over the noise of wild man Jack and 2 squawking bubbas!
I can barely remember these last few months, it feels like I haven't stopped day or night. Oh that's right, I haven't! The twins were induced at 37 weeks as Connor was growth restricted. He was born at 2.5kgs and Harry a huge 3kgs, so Connor was and still is a very serious eater and would remain attached to me all day if he could. We were so worried about Connor being born small and perhaps needing to go to special care, but he was born easily and had no breathing or sucking issues whatsoever. In the end it was Harry who gave us some grief. He was born a footling breech with only 1 foot down and 1 foot somewhere around his head, as well as a prolapsed cord and according to the OB did everything "wrong" on his way down! So the poor little mite needed resus after his birth and gave us a bit of scare to say the least!
Anyway the twins are at least settling somewhat - finally! We now have Connor on Zantac for his reflux and he is settling a lot better and actually sleeping a bit and not vomiting as much and Harry has started sleeping for a 5-6 hour chunk thru the night, so sleep-wise I think we are progressing. Though after last night's shenanigans, maybe not! Up until 9-10 weeks old, the twins would not settle on a night till about 10-10.30, thereafter we would run around like crazed things trying to get sorted for the following day! From then a miracle occurred over night and they started going down about 7pm. Last week I ditched the 1 bottle of formula they were getting at bedtime, which was started cos I couldn't keep up with their unbelievable appetite and they slept just the same! So no more formula here - well not until they both decide to have a growth spurt at the same time! Though Connor did get a bottle today when I insisted on going back to bed, which he proceeded to throw straight back up in a stream of projectile vomit! Clever boy - he knows the good stuff now ;)
Sleep is definitely at a premium at the moment - I have never been so tired. Not even when I had Callum and couldn't believe what the hell had hit me! It is totally different having two at a time, cos if its not one of them up, or needing something, its the other. There is definitely no rest for the wicked, or at least not for me for a little while!
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