Our girls and our lives at three months

Ok, things have been crazy and I have neglected to take the time to stop and reflect upon life and document all the things I think about the little girls who have entered our lives.  First, an update on Jeff, Grant and I, and then we will move on to those little munchkins.

Me:
I am actually doing well.  People seem to think I have to be completely sleep deprived and stressed but really, things aren't too bad.  I wish it weren't winter because I want to be able to get out a bit more with the girls.  I want fresh air and I hate cramming the girls into their car seats with all those bulky layers and blankets only to go out into the wind and cold where those blankets want to blow right off exposing their poor little faces.  On the other hand, I think winter has made things a bit easier.  It isn't so nice out that I feel like I am missing anything by sitting inside feeding, pumping, washing bottles, doing laundry, doing dishes, and cooking.  And honestly, that is really about all I do.  But, I don't mind it one bit.  The hardest thing about having twins has been getting used to the idea that I cannot love on them both or comfort them both all the time.  Sometimes one is still eating and the other is awake and bored because I just left her parked on the Boppy.  Or, both start crying in the middle of a nap and I just have to give up on the idea of comforting either of them because how would I choose, and what is the point of quieting one baby when there is still another crying.  Hopefully this means I will end up with babies who are good at comforting themselves.  Sorry girls!

Grant:
I should probably start out with a "Sorry Grant" too.  Poor guy has had to learn quite a deal of patience.  When mom and dad both have their hands full, there is very little we can do to entertain him.  For the most part, he has been very good about the whole ordeal.  He loves his sisters and doesn't seem to resent them at all. Sometimes they get a sweet kiss, hug, or pat.  He enjoys rubbing their soft pajamas and tickling their feet.  I think he is a very good big brother and when I say "big," I mean it!  His biggest concern lately is on being a "big boy."  We started seriously potty training about the same time the girls came home (less than ideal timing).  Grant pretty quickly picked up on peeing in the potty, but going #2 has been another thing.  But, finally, the incentive of going to preschool with his friends Owen, Daniel, and Addison has done it.  Grant can finally poop in the potty and he is proud of it!  Good job buddy, you will be in preschool before you know it!

Jeff:
Jeff is probably the one who is taking all this the hardest.  The culmination of building this house and the twins arrival has been like the perfect storm.  He is stressed, tired, and just not quite his normal self. You can't really blame him, but I look forward to the day when he can stop, take a deep breath, and enjoy the wonderful home and family we have created.

Andie:
You are our little chunk!  From the moment you came home you starting packing on the pounds.  Way to go, at your three month checkup today, you were 11.5 pounds!  You are already in the 25th percentile for a real three month old!  Unfortunately, although you have always been a good eater, we spent a little while trying to figure out how to make you happy (holding you always makes you happy, but with three kids, that just isn't always an option).  At first you seemed a little colicky (whatever that really means).   From 8pm until about midnight, we weren't quite sure what we were going to get.  You just seemed so uncomfortable all the time.  We finally invested in some Gripe Water and it seems to have helped.  Either that, or you have just grown out of your funk or we have finally just figured you out.  You are so fun to watch these days.  You sit up pretty well and just have the clearest bright wide eyes.  You have a huge smile and love nothing more than to snuggle and be held.

Kate:
Oh honey, you are our little peanut.  You love to sleep, take your sweet time eating, and then just spit most of it right back up.  Nothing really seems to phase you, you are extremely laid back (or just lethargic, but whatever).  I never struggle to get a good picture of you since you are normally just sleeping like a little angel.  At your three month checkup today you weighed in at 10 pounds, just barely putting you on the regular growth chart.  You spend your wake time peacefully watching the world go by.  You have a dreamy little smile that just makes me think that there could be nothing wrong with the world.  On the other hand, when you cry, my heart just breaks.  You have a cry that is the saddest sound in the world complete with real tears, a blotchy red eyes, and a pouty lip.  

Both:
You are now sleeping about six hours at a time at night.  Thank you!  One night you even made it 7.5 hours.  I couldn't believe it!  During the day you eat, spend a little bit of time awake (Andie more so than Kate) and then go right back to sleep.  You normally take turns being fussy which I somewhat appreciate.  So, maybe one of you decides to cry off and on during one nap and then the other does the same later in the day.  When you are awake I try to get you to notice one another.  At this point, you both seem totally uninterested in the other which I think is sort of sad.  But, I am sure that will change soon enough.  Oh, how could I forget to mention the herniated belly buttons.  Andie, yours showed up about a week after coming home and it got big.  Kate, you must have decided you didn't want to be outdone, because you now have a little miniature version of your sister's.  The doctor says they may heal themselves, but your dad is already thinking about surgery.  Maybe we can get a two for one deal!

I love you both so much and I can't wait to continue to watch you grow and change.