Day 8

One week ago today, Sam and Ben were born. We had our one week checkup today and they are doing great. Sam hit the 5lb mark again, which made us very happy and proud. Ben now weighs 5lbs, 9oz. The goal is for babies to hit their birth weight by the two week mark and these guys will get there, no problem.

Ole Ben figured Daddy didn't have enough to do this afternoon, so he wiggled out of his diaper, went poo, and then rolled around in his jumper (he likes his jumpers big) and smeared it all over himself. Then he went and peed on me while I was cleaning him up. Quite a parental moment I had.

One interesting note is that by their 6th day, both of the boys had figured out how to hold their pacifier in their mouth using their hand. I didn't figure that out until I was 27.

Sleep for Chris and me is hit or miss right now. Her Dad has stayed with us every night but one. Not sure what we would do without him. Plus, that southern dude cooks some serious comfort food. The lack of sleep doesn't bother me a bit. It's a privilege to take care of these two little guys and if that causes me to miss some sleep, so be it.

Chris is dealing with the after effects of her c-section, her pregnancy, and her 14.5 weeks laying on her side. She's an unbelievable trooper. I've said throughout this journey that every time I think my respect for her couldn't possibly be higher, it pretty much doubles.

Here are some pictures of our two favorite dudes from today. Sam likes his outfits a little snug and, as I referenced earlier in this post, Ben likes his a bit looser so we can choose whether to put one of his legs in each leg of the jumper, put both his legs in one jumper leg, or just curl up in a ball. We also use the cuffed shirts that cover their hands so they won't scratch themselves. Tell me that little Sam (striped jumper on right) doesn't look like he's about to go play in the snow.