We're Home, and Fighting Already

QUICK quick post. We're home; the babies are fine, I'm fine and getting better. I'm still living on a really amazingly low amount of sleep. Andrew gets crankier than me. I think it's mom hormones-- you can survive (most likely for a short amount of time, but still, it's working now) on very little sleep when you have babies.

We got home last night and discovered a number of our perfect purchases are not at all the right thing-- and are going to have to venture shopping a bit today. Thankfully I have Andrew's mom here to help, or it would be bad.

Anyway. I know you all want pictures. I'm going to TRY to post some today; we do have some, but it'll take a bit of work to get them post-able. And I'm fighting with Sean about breastfeeding. Maia works it like a charm. SHE and I have worked out a pretty damn good harmony of breast feeding/ sleep. I do the exact same hting with him, and BOOM! A fight. I've got my system, my "latch" and stuff. But Sean decides he wants to sit at the boob and cuddle, not suck. So he had an "incident" in the hospital where his glucose was low & he had I mean HAD to have some formula. And he has to have a teeny bit every feeding that he doesn't suck. He wants to lie there and be lazy, have the food delivered passively to him.

So right now I'm forcing him to lie down all alone until he sucks. And he's screaming his little head off right now (which he can do for an amazingly long time and NOT wake his sister, as we discovered last night). So I've got to get back to him. No time to post pix.

But wish me luck getting this boy to eat what I want him to eat. It would really be annoying to have one breast baby & one bottle, but if that's what will have to happen, so be it.