In and out

We've reached a milestone that seems worth noting somehow but I'm not exactly sure why: the twins have now been living outside the womb longer than they bunked in it.

It feels like a decade ago that we brought them home from the hospital.  And definitely ancient history when I called DH at work, a home pregnancy test gripped in my shaking hand, and told him, "I need you to come home as soon as possible.  I think there is a faint line.  There's a possibility we might be pregnant."  (Surrounded by coworkers and unable to react, DH paused and asked, "This is how you chose to tell me?"  I guess he wanted to come home to congratulations balloons or perhaps Bean wearing one of those "I'm Going to be a Big Brother" onesies. Men and their high expectations!)

Anyway, it's just like they say -- the days feel long, but the years pass quickly.  (They do say that, right?  I know I didn't come up with it.)  I can't believe the next milestone we'll be noting for the twins is their FIRST BIRTHDAY.  But let's not get ahead of ourselves.  We still have three months to survive first.

So just a quick update, as we are about to watch "White Collar" and I want to pay full attention because the main character is... slightly good looking.

Characters welcome, indeed.

Anyway, here's the quick and dirty:

Nix is 29 inches tall (75th percentile) and weighs 19 lbs 13 oz (40th percentile).  He's a good sleeper and a good eater, especially fruits and anything made by his dad.  He is anxious to crawl like Gax, so he tries to "spring" out of a sitting position -- but he abhors being on his stomach and cries when he immediately realizes this is necessary for that particular method of travel.  His current obsession is lights, he points at them constantly and looks up at them with complete fascination.  Nix still lives up to the moniker bestowed by my dad very early in Nix's young life: our little bag of sugar.  The kid is such a sweetie, it's almost unbearable sometimes.

Gax is 28 1/4 inches tall (50th percentile) and weighs 19 lbs 9 oz (30th percentile).  Gax is the busiest person I have ever met in my entire life.  He prefers veggies and eats a ton, as I would imagine is necessary when you burn 1000 calories every half hour.  He's up, he's down, he's here, he's there.  Gax has been sleeping a bit better -- naps are longer and occur at roughly the same time every day.  He still wakes up twice a night to eat, and then he likes to get a jump start on the day at 6 am.  One of my favorite things about Gax?  He is head over heels in love with his mama.  And the feeling is mutual.

I need to write more about what Bean is up to these days, but I'll do that later.  Poor kiddo has to share everything with his brothers, I'll give him his own post.  After I finally share my Chaos-Level Theory of Family Building, as promised!

And don't forget, it's not too late to join me and Katie and Jen for a fun night out, this Saturday!  You can RSVP via our web site.  Even if you find us dull and inane, there will be cheesecake.  Mmmmm.

And last but not least... pictures.  It took me forever to upload all of these (is it just me, or did Blogger take away the ability to select multiple files at once?) and I don't have time to add captions.  So you'll just have to imagine my witty remarks as you browse.