When it comes to eating that is…

Leah is a champ. Takes to the bottle immediately, complains when you interrupt her to burp, burps like a trucker, then finishes the bottle and conks out for a few hours. In between she drops some of the nastiest smelling bombs I have ever had the displeasure of feeling on my hands, stomach and lap. *Like mommy like daughter huh?*

Mason on the other hand, is a Nancy when it comes to food. You have to tease him with the nipple to get him to pay attention to it, and when he does you have to interrupt him a good dozen times to burp him throughout. Otherwise, dude is a puke machine. And not just tiny urps, I’m talking half and full bottles worth of puke, but not puke-puke, more like whatever we just put in just came out.

We are currently under the impression that he might be dealing with a pyloric stenosis situation, but the first ultrasound at the hospital showed, while the pyloris was a bit large, it wasn’t completely cutting off his food from digesting. Dylan, our oldest, had pyloric stenosis and Jules discovered it at day 21. He had surgery to correct it on day 22. Julie will never let me forget that she rules at mother’s intuition, and I’m okay with that. Just put the laundry away once in a while. BURN!

So why is it one twin is a monster, devouring anything in sight, be it nipple of rubber or flesh; while the other is more interested in daydreaming and breakdancing? (I’m not kidding about the breakdancing, will upload video soon, dude has an uprock many would envy)

What tha gwan?

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