Breakfast

Some of you have asked how feeding happens. Well, Greg helps out at the 4/5am feed (yes, we've made it that far already) and the 8pm bedtime feed. That leaves 4 other feeds I do on my own throughout the day. Of those 4, I can usually get them to eat staggered for about 2 or 3 of them, so 1 or 2 feeds a day go like this...
I would ask that you please ignore a few things. First, my foot. Second, Kate has a blue burp cloth. She would be so humiliated if she found out that I posted a picture like this. Third, the terribly awful looking "boppies." Some company donates them to the NICU, so we were the lucky receivers of this gift and not only could I not turn them down, I couldn't throw them away once I found use for them. I realize they might not look awful in the picture, but in real life they are lumpy and completely coming apart at the seams. Fourth, the fact that I propped their bottles. The propping is really only there in case I need to burp or console one of them. I promise I hold the bottles while I'm sitting in that space between the two and talk to them and try to pretend like I'm feeding them for real. I would like to point out one thing: Ethan's face. He always has this sweet face when you feed him. I love it. Kate's is often sweet, too, but here she opted for sleeping.