Well, the life of a twin mum has finally caught up with me and I am behind on these little boy’s updates. These last two weeks have passed so, so quickly and soon they will be six weeks old! Where has that time gone? They are such good little babies we really have been very blessed with our twins but I think it helps that I am much more relaxed second time round and I’ve had to learn to go with the flow with these two. I can see such massive changes in them every week now; they are really starting to fill out and get chunky little thighs. Last time they were weighed Arthur was 7lbs 9 and Brandon was 7lbs 6 which was amazing, this was their weight a few days after their official due date so I really don’t think I could have carried them full term!
The last week they started showing the signs of reflux; with Lucas having it I’d been on the look out for it and I thought we might have passed the stage where it would show but almost bang on when Lucas was diagnosed both of these started bringing large amounts of their feed back and they were terribly unsettled. It’s horrible to think that they are in pain and I’ve been quick to get it sorted with these! Lucas was prescribed infant gaviscon which didn’t do a brilliant job if I’m honest and looking back now I probably should have pushed to try something else. I’ve tried the twins on a thicker formula which seems to be working, they don’t seem to get any pain from it and they aren’t bringing as much back so I’ll just see how we get on.
Every week now they become more alert and they define themselves as individuals more. I can tell them apart straight away most of the time, I can hear a difference in their cries and spot little changes in their movements which let me know who they are. The lovely thing now they are awake more is I see Lucas in them, little things they do remind me of him when he was a baby and I remember those gorgeous newborn moments so clearly when I can see it through them. The hardest thing about being on my own with all three is there are times when I feel I’m just spread too thin; I can’t really give each child my full attention. They don’t get cuddled and comforted as much as Lucas did because I have to split my time between three and some days poor Lucas is desperate for me to do a puzzle with him when I’ve just sat down to feed the twins. That was inevitable and I always knew it would be that way with three under three but for all those moments when it gets overwhelming there are so many more that make it perfect!