Jo & Millie had their four-month check-up yesterday. They're swell. Josephine is barely registering in the percentage charts in anywhere but height, where she made it to the 3%. She's tiny. Amelia was in the 25% for weight, but a 1/4" shorter than Jo, which is kind of funny. Jo is 10 lbs., 6 oz., Millie is 12 lbs. 6 oz.
They also received more vaccinations in the form of two shots in the leg...painful, sad babies.
Amelia has two little white tooth buds ready to erupt from their gummy confines! She's uber drooly, but not more irritable. The doc says I can start introducing solids next month. This will revolutionize our lives. I was thinking of getting a head start on making baby food (with my cool Beaba baby food maker my mom gave me at my baby shower), anybody have a good book or website with recipes?
I did the whole "go through your old clothes to see if anything fit" a few days ago. I needed some non-summer, NON-STINKING-MATERNITY, warm clothes, because dang, hasn't it been unseasonably chilly of late? Anyway. Maybe 1/4 of the total clothes fit me. These hips will likely never reform to their old size. I did carry around two babies in my womb for 8 months. So pants are out. My favorite or most unique shirts I'm keeping to try on after I stop nursing.
The whole process was actually kind of cathartic, like the official death of an old life and the beginning of a new for myself. I don't want non-dry-able, fancy-shmancy shirts that I don't want to get baby drool (or worse) on the sleeve. I don't was fussy clothes that get in the way. And it was pretty cool to see my sister going through the discard pile and looking awesome in my clothes. Way better than I ever did. Lucky lass is so lovely. The whole process didn't do a number on my self esteem like I was afraid it would. And what a good excuse to go shopping :).