Travis insists that I have some explaining to do.
He wants me to explain that I am "melodramatic."
It is true that we pretty much didn't sleep for three days straight.
It's also true that the boys aren't really fussy unless we're trying to put them to sleep, and only because Micah has some acid reflux that makes lying down very horrible, and because Grey needs his pacifier but can't manage to keep it in his mouth.
But the night after my complaint-filled post the boys slept for five hours! Then for another four!
They're the best.
I'm usually feeling really good during the day, from about 6am to 6pm everything is wonderful.
I don't even mind that much when one baby is awake and one is asleep because then we get some one-on-one mama baby time.
This morning, after a pretty good night of sleep, we were all awake and happy for a while.
So we took some pictures.
I figured you deserved some pictures since yesterday's wordless Wednesday was so pathetic.
I like this one, even though Micah has his toes in Grey's nose, because they're arms are linked. Cuuuute.
They sort of grabbed arms, and spent a good five minutes yanking each other back and forth.
This, perhaps, is when you may start to notice that I got a bit carried away.
15 pictures isn't too many, right?
bah! I love Micah's face in this one!
Look at their little bellies! We never had to wash around their umbilical cords or anything, since they lost their cords while they were in the NICU.
One day I was changing a diaper and said to the nurse, "oh! Their cords are gone!" and she said "Oh yeah, I think they fell off yesterday."
Oh, and a goofy one for the road:
And a vote before you go? Awww thanks.