Oh The Dreaded Dr. Visit

Time is just flying by and it's already time for the cubs 4 month check up.  Ed met me at the Doctor's office and we hauled the twins, in their car seats along with a diaper bag and my gigantic purse up to the office.

They weighed in at 13 pounds each, roughly, and measured out to about 25" each.  Believe it or not, Alex is a 1/4" shorter than his sister.  He seems taller than her.  They are both in good health and the Dr. said you couldn't even tell they were preemie babies anymore.

We got all our questions answered and some new instructions, like putting a little bit of Rice Cereal in their food now.  Then it was time for the dreaded shots.  Oh I just hate it when my babies are hurt!  The needles they use are so big I swear you'd almost think they would go completely through their legs and come out the other side.  The each got 3 shots and one that was some kind of liquid that they had to swallow.  I think that Alex had the hardest time with his shots.  Calista let out some screams with hers but then calmed down a bit.  Alex kept screaming for a while.  That is a tough thing for a parent to have to endure, their children getting shots.  I'm sure it's a case of it hurting us more than them.

Once done at the Dr. we were off to Grandma and Grandpa Hildahl's house where they would later meet their Great Aunt Peggy and Great Uncle Jim.

Calista with her Great Uncle Jim... what a comfy shoulder huh?

They were sleeping really good, as long as there was a comfy shoulder around to rest their heads on.  All in all they were passed around quite a bit, but finally landed back in their car seats to go home at around 8:30 p.m.

It was a busy day for them, so when we got them home we fed them and they went right down to sleep.  However Calista started a new habit of waking back up after about 3 hours.  She was up at midnight and then again at 3 a.m. when she ended up in bed with us.  She's not hungry, we think it's just her teeth bothering her.  The Dr. said it's probably like an itch that you just can't scratch.  But boy does she love to eat her hand... must be made of chocolate.

The worst part of motherhood on this day was having to watch the twins get shots and knowing it would be wrong to bitch slap the nurse that gave them the shots.

The best part of motherhood on this day was finding out how much the twins have grown and how healthy they are.  Made me really happy to know they are both really healthy.