When the girls were born, they seemed so small. We went to a local breastfeeding group and all of the other babies were giants by comparison. We’re happy to say that our girls have been very busy growing. We have no idea how much they weigh. We’ll find that out when they have their next doctor’s appointment at the end of the month. But you can see it in their cheeks and their growing double chins.
There have been all sorts of other signs that they’ve been growing. We’ve had to retire their smallest onesies. We can still squeeze them in, but it kind of looks like it pulls at both the shoulders and down near the snaps. It’s a little sad to think that they’ll never be in those outfits again.
We’ve also upgraded the girls from size N (for newborn) diapers to size 1. The newborn diapers just didn’t quite fit around their round little bellies any more. It’s a good thing too. Size 1 diapers are less than half the price per diaper than the size Ns.
And finally, we’ve gone up a bottle nipple size. Our girls have been eating so much that a 4.5 ounce bottle was taking a better part of 45 minutes with the size 1 Avent nipple. We switched this week to a size 2 nipple and for the most part they’ve been much happier — they can down a bottle in about 10 minutes, with some minimal dribbling. I say “for the most part” because Miranda didn’t like it when we first switched all our size 1 nipples for size 2. She had woken up for one of her feedings the evening we made the switch. I put the bottle in her mouth and she sucked at it a couple of times before giving a bit of a squeal of frustration. I figured she wasn’t really hungry, so I held her for a bit. She kicked and cried and fussed. I checked her diaper — it was clean. I gave her the bottle again and she did the same thing as before: sucked for a bit and then spit it out with another squeal. I tried holding her, jiggling her, giving her a pacifier and she just got more and more upset. Finally, I realized that she had not dribbled one bit with her attempts at this new size 2 nipple. I turned the bottle over and squeezed the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and nothing came out. Not a drop. We had a defective nipple that had no hole. I guess she was hungry, and frustrated that I was essentially giving her a non-functioning bottle. Oops. I felt so bad. We threw away that nipple and got a new one and she was much happier.