On our own - sort of

David had class today, so it was the twins and I alone for at least an hour and a half before the relief came.  It was the first time that I had dueling criers - with no known reason - everyone had been fed and changed.  They must have been missing their daddy.   

Jeff and Marii were life savers.  They came to lend a helping hand.  Jeff changed his first diaper, and Marii held and rocked the babies for hours when they were crying.   Jeff also built the play mat so that we can have some tummy time tomorrow.  

The babies are still having trouble staying asleep in the time between their feedings.  I thought newborns were supposed to sleep a lot.  They do - it's just in 15 minute spurts.  Max is being a tough customer.  He only wants to sleep in the bouncy chair or in someone's arms.  Rosie is doing pretty well in the Pack and Play but she too would prefer the chair or the swing.  

We are already trying to change their schedule. David and I were both trying to feed them at every feeding, but that is just exhausting.  We are going to move to a staggered schedule - if the kiddos can stay on it, one person should be able to feed both.  I just don't think newborns have the same commitment as I do to staying on a schedule.  

Nittany is POOPED.  She jumps up at every little sigh and sound that the babies make.  She is trying to be motherly, but she doesn't really know how.  She just knows she's supposed to do something.