The girls just finished their first swing dance lesson. Eve was, as with everything, complacent about it. I think she enjoyed some of the flips, judging by the widening of her eyes and the lack of crying. Mae wasn't too sure about it, but she cried when I put her down, so I think we'll try a little Brian Setzer tomorrow, since Benny Goodman met with approval.
It's official, Mae is giving me smiles. The past three mornings when she gradually wakes up from her nap I tell her good morning and smile and she, in one of my favorite moments of the day, greets me with a big smile or five or her own. Eve is more reluctant, but I've gotten a few from her as well. I've always thought everyone should have to listen to baby laughs for a few minutes every day in an effort to achieve world peace, but I think watching babies smile should also be added to the regiment. Everyone would be in such a good mood after listening to the laughter and looking at happy babies that they'd forget why they were fighting. Guns would be laid down, enemies would be hugged and the world would be a better place.
I've been thinking of starting an experiment. This was born out too many early morning feedings for the twins. Mae nurses. Eve never has. We tried every feeding for two full weeks before we gave up. I blame this on the fact that I had a c-section and it took a full week for my milk to 'let down'. I was producing hardly anything, and, with two babies, only the vigorous eater managed to get anything. Oh, I also blame that I had twins. I know lots of incredible women manage to breastfeed twins. I even know a women who breastfed her triplets, but that woman is not me.
Even in the hospital we were supplementing, which, while I still have lingering feelings of failure, has meant that Randy bonded very early on with Eve and he really enjoys being able to take complete care of them until the 3 a.m. feeding. (which, I wish to point out, they've skipped three of the past five nights, opting instead to sleep for six hours together).
As for the experiment - it's too late now, as the samples have been receiving both breast milk and formula for two months so the results wouldn't be reliable, but to feed one twin formula only and the other exclusively breastmilk. But, as I said, it's too late, as they're both getting about 50% breastmilk and formula. But, man is breastfeeding easier. No bottles to clean, no formula to mix, no extra planning when leaving the house. And I do feel an extra special warm fuzzy feeling when Mae is nursing and she looks up at me.
Mae has gotten much better as breastfeeding, too. Right about the time I headed back to work she became excellent at it. Of course. Well, as both of the girls are currently crying and we need to run errands I think I ought end this post here for now.
I think I'll write on history of pink and blue tomorrow. Unless I decided to get some sleep.
Right.
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