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Daddy, Mommy, Molly & Wyatt - 8 weeks together seemed like a good reason for a stroll to the park down the street from our house.
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Maxx is the new Nana (remember the dog from Peter Pan). He's very sweet with the babies and always checks on them whenever he hears one of them cry - even in the middle of the night. Good boy, Maxx!
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My mom sent me flowers to cheer me up this week. They're so pretty; I just had to take a picture. Hydrangeas remain my perennial favorite!
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Well, this week brought some new revelations. Ellen (my mom's best friend) is still here and has been such an amazing help with the babies. Both Steve and I are a little nervous about what it's going to be like when she leaves. Just having another person to hold a baby is so helpful...but, we will persevere :)

The acid reflux saga continues and has gotten worse in the past two weeks, which has led me to start my own crusade for information and a solution to the problem. Both babies have now connected the dots between eating and hurting, so they're eating much less than they were. Luckily, they're still gaining weight, just much more slowly. So, we have infant oatmeal cereal added to their bottles for extra calories and to help them keep it down (thicker is harder to come up - thank you, gravity). And, now we have been switched to a new medication that promises to be our saving grace. From other mommies I've talked to, and message boards and a discussion with the lead researcher (Dr. Phillips) at the Midwest Acid Reflux Children's Institute, we have a much more comprehensive plan of action. So, we are now a day into the new medicine and so far, so good. No fighting the medicine, no arching the spine and contorting the body or screaming in pain when feeding or projectile vomitting (yeah, that's fun). Still fussy, and not eating as much - but those are behaviors that they're going to have to unlearn. So, it'll take more time. Patience is a virtue, right??? :)

Tomorrow will mark the two-month "anniversary" of the babies' grand entrance to the world. We are rapidly exiting the newborn life...it's a little bittersweet, time flying by so fast as we know we'll never get this time with them back. But, I think both Steve and I are really looking forward to the months ahead when they really start to develop their own little personalities. Though, they have already started, to be sure. In other news, our little MJ flipped herself over (TWICE!!!) this week. Wyatt is probably still a couple of weeks away.