Lovely Slumber

Last night, Hank and Clara slept a glorious eight hours straight. It was by far the longest stretch they have given us. Such good babies! They woke about 6:30 and weren't really crying at first. Then, Hank started to wail. Thinking it was just because he was hungry, I went in to nurse. Ends up that the complaining probably had more to due with the fact that Hank had curled up at Clara's feet, and Clara was rabbit kicking his head. Yes, I suppose this would make me wail a bit, too. I think Clara was getting revenge for Hank's antics of the day before. Yesterday when we went to check on them in the morning, Hank had a chunk of Clara's hair in his hand, caveman-style. Needless to say, Clara wasn't so pleased.

It is such a relaxing and touching thing to watch the babies sleep. Every once in awhile I try to sneak a picture without waking them.



The feeding continues to be my present obsession. As the number of meals has gone up, the number of nursings a day has declined. It makes sense this would happen, but I did make a call to the lactation consultant to ensure this is okay. Oh the joys having babies that are a bit on the little side: it's a constant observation of how many calories they get a day.

Clara and Hank have a play date later today in Niagara Falls with another set of twins. These twins are also boy girl, but they are over a year old. I suspect the kids will be doing their own things, though I always welcome time with another twin mom.