Now all of this is well and good if the other baby is sleeping or the other 'adult' is around; however if both of these conditions are not meet it is all about triage and for Tracy and I this is happening sometime between 8pm and 1am (for me) and 1am and 7am for her (looks like I should either get-up earlier or stay up later). Which you can imagine is not when we are at our best. Last night I tried to write down what happened during a feed, needless to say that I am now doing this off of memory:
9:35 Start feeding Owen - 2 oz formula
9:36 Owen decides he is not hungry
9:36/ 15 sec some how he has manged to pee out of his diaper
9:37 Change daiaper
9:38 Put owen on bed to put on new onesy
9:39 Owen desides to spit-up on bed, of course i put his head off the protective water super cloth, luckily tracy thought ahead and put an washable blankrt on the bed, over the dry clean only
9:58 Just over 1 oz in owen gets the hick-up poor kid
9:59 Try 'normal' ways to get rid of hick-ups: scare the baby - (that was not a good idea - please don't tell Tracy); drinking upside from a glass (would that work with a bottle? - no is the answer); honey on spoon (I had this vague recollection of honey being fatel to infants so we are going to skip this one. I am out of ideas
10:00 Ian does research on hick-ups:
First off I realized that hicks-ups are actually spelled hiccup (huh)
If you are interested in what I found check it out (http://www.burpingbaby.net/baby_hiccups.htm)
Basically it is normal and they don't mind
10:14 Start again
10:15 Finish 2 oz still hungry, but his sis is fussing now
That is the last thing that I wrote. I have this vague recollection of sitting on the floor with one half burped Owen (who can not hold his head-up) propped up against my leg while I am holding Ava trying to feed her and wanting to ensure that her brother's head does not snap-off. I think that I got everything 'back under control' around midnight.
As bad as I have it Tracy has it worse, she has the added pressure of trying to express (this is such an odd word for this) her milk on top of dealing with the same stuff I have been doing. She is so great - I love her so much!
Feeding Pictures (mostly)
(Just because they are so stinkin' cute)

(Feeding infastructure)

(awe!!)

(Photos courtesy of Conrad who was helping move stuff back into the house, but we needed to feed the kids and the rugby world cup happen to be on)




(Talking to Auntie Lisa)

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