The boys are growing by leaps and bounds. Ben will often comment that he'll come home from work to find them different. They're doing wonderfully, but there is still so much that we are just learning.
On Saturday we started the boys on soy formula. After three weeks of unbelievably hungry babies who screamed through every nighttime feeding, we knew we had to try something different. At their 2 month appointment, we had told the doctor how gassy and spit uppy they were, and he suggested trying different formulas. But since we are on WIC, I told Ben we couldn't do that. So we went through many nights of screaming matches, stress, and some anger. Finally I asked Ben what he thought about trying soy. We figured, it can't hurt to try, right? So we tried soy Saturday night and for the first time, Micah drank a full 4 ounce bottle without a peep. Ben was so happy that he cried. (Talk about melting your heart. It brought tears to my eyes to see him like that) And, for the first time, Mikey took 8 ounces before finally falling asleep. We've had him on soy ever since. Darius we weren't so sure about. We thought that maybe he still needed regular but after Sunday where he was pretty grumpy, we've got him on soy too. They're still gassy and have spit up, but it seems to be less of an amount than they used to. I still might make a doctor's appointment for them, though. Not only are they STILL super congested, but they will spit up hours after eating. I'm not sure if that's normal...
Sunday was our first Mother's Day. It was also the first day that we put the boys in 3-6 month clothes (talk about an unhappy Mama. I was mad when they grew out of Newborn stuff!) Not only were they in matching outfits, but Ben and I had gotten shirts the same color as what they were going to wear. Yes, we did make sure to get a family picture. And, of course, Micah has to look minorly grumpy in the one where we look the best. It has to be someone, right? :P
Our first Mother's Day was pretty busy. We went to first service at church so that we could go to the nursing home to see my grandmother for noon. My parents bought Chinese food for everyone, so we had a nice lunch with her. After visiting with Grandma L, we went to my in-law's to have birthday cake. Ben's mom had made one for Jack, since he would have been 31. It was the first Mother's Day that fell on his birthday since his passing, and so it was a very difficult day for her. I truly hope that having some time with the babies managed to brighten it for her. Not only did Mikey tell her lots of stories, Duck Man fell asleep on Dad. And Grandma Joan got to snuggle the Monkey and make him laugh.
By the time we finally got home, I was wiped. Going to an earlier service made the day seem so much longer, but at least we got some time to ourselves at home.
Monday night the boys went to their Nonni and Pepe's house. Luckily, they were well behaved and slept really well for them. I always feel bad when they have a hard time. But everyone enjoyed their sleepover. And Mommy and Daddy enjoyed a night of uninterrupted sleep.
Yesterday was not the best of days. Well, it was good until the end. I went to MOPS, picked up the boys, went to buy formula, then had to exchange it (the WIC checks have to be used for the regular formula, since that's what they list, but luckily Wal*Mart will exchange regular for soy), got the boys home and fed them, then went on a walk with Auntie Cassie and Lillie. Once we got home from that, my car had to be taken to the mechanic for an oil change, and when Ben got home we had dinner. After that we were able to video chat with my mum for the first time! It was really nice to be able to see her.
Once that was all over, the trouble started. The boys had been napping, but when Micah woke up he was very unhappy. I started his bath, but he had been straining, so I checked his diaper to find he needed a change. Not surprising, since he hadn't pooped yet that day, and they usually go at least once. When I went to change him, he was screaming bloody murder. I laid him down, and it got even worse. For the first (and hopefully only) time, I saw some blood in his stool. I made Ben call the doctor while I changed him, and the poor thing screamed the whole time. He was still trying to go, but it just wasn't working. It was hard as a rock and very difficult for him to pass. I felt so bad, I nearly cried. But after getting a new diaper on, and picking him up, the crying stopped. In fact, once he got into the tub, he was downright cheerful (amazing how babies can bounce back, huh?). Ben was told by the doctor (or nurse, whoever called) that it could be from the change in diet, or even because we had been trying cereal (we gave it an attempt to try and get them to go longer that 2 hours in between feedings. Hasn't worked. Giving up on cereal for now), but that we could give them juice. 1 ounce per month old per day. So right now they can have up to 3 ounces per day. Apple and pear work best, so after putting the boys to bed, Ben went to the store to buy juice. I'll be trying it once they wake up. I hope that it helps (Ducky never pooped yesterday, so I'm nervous about him), because I can not go through that again. My poor little boy.
It's nearly 6, and neither one has woken up yet, though I've been hearing some fidgeting. They went to bed between 8:30 and 9 so I'm not surprised they're still sleeping. We may start putting them to bed later, if it will help them to sleep in. They'll be going to bed late tonight because we're going to try going to Mini Church again. I hope it works out. I really hate not going.
Time to go make coffee.......
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