The ways to measure a half a year

6 months in the scope of how ever many years (yeah yeah thirty I know) isn't a "very" long time, right? But we all know time at least in our messed up little heads doesn't always go by at the same rate, despite knowing it's all a mind game. A minute passes by the same as any other minute and these past six months have taken no longer or shorter than any other.

It's really been half a year? But maybe that's not the biggest reference point. It's been over a year since the "twin" news came - which may have been a bigger initial stunner to us than anything. Still, the first night we had the girls at home was, for lack of the perfect adjective, a slight shock. I had gone into our bathroom to put a few things away and had to stay there for a moment just to collect my sanity (rather to make sense of the fact we had two tiny little newborns to take care of now - no nursery nurses, no idea what we were doing - things we had plenty of time to think about but just hadn't quite grasped)

Rambling over. Trying to get used to our crazy schedule, still dealing with insomnia but at the same time trying to appreciate the moments (however hard at times and it might be a futile effort) I saw somewhere the quote that "your children only get one childhood."

But yeah, there are times it's just hard. Harder than I thought. I do get the reprieve every morning though of walking in to have two smiling faces upon me.

All right, blah blah, to get to the fun statistical part:

Allie - 15 pounds, 9 ounces. 26.75 length.
Audrey - 16 pounds, 7 ounces. 27 length.

Roughly they're both in the 50% for weight and 85-90% for length.

This past week and last, trying to get Allie to sleep has been an extremely frustrating task. She just gets completely bent out of shape and unconsolable. Very exhausting. Well their pediatrician summed it up to separation anxiety (we get home with the girls pretty much at their bedtime, so Allie flips out upon realizing we're doing the "bedtime" ritual and us, the parentals, will be going away so quickly.) He had mentioned that separation and stranger anxiety go hand in hand so of course when it was Allie's turn to be examined, she, compared to Audrey, was far more concerned with what was going on. Not sure if they're genitically identical but it was amusing to watch the difference in how they handled the "stranger" doctor. Audrey had no problem with anyone new. Allie, well, not so much. She also was more upset with getting shots than her sister.

I haven't taken many (well none to be honest) pictures this week so I'll borrow one from my mom. (during a walk this past week)