On July 5th the twins were six months old. I can't believe how quickly the past six months have gone by. It seems like it took forever (and really it did) to get pregnant and then forever until they were here (but really only 39 weeks) but the past six months have flown by or at least that's how it feels now.
We went today for the twins six month check ups and as suspected, they are perfect. Cooper is 16 pounds and short. He is and has always been in the 10th percentile for height. Sorry, little dude looks like you got that one from me. Bailey is 13 pounds 8 ounces. She is tiny. People don't believe me when I say that she is still wearing 1's but they still fit her, and are not too snug.
Coop has his two front bottom teeth and is sitting up. He is also attempting to move. Yesterday he pulled himself up from a sitting position to look into my suitcase as I was unpacking and last night he had Ward and I in stitches as he crawled backwards and cried as he got further away from his targeted toy. He smiles with his tongue sticking out and where as the lady at Olan Mills was annoyed I find it endearing. He sometimes looks dazed and I see him as I did when we first met, that same look upon his face. He is starting to show signs of seperation anxiety and loves to be held if not in his Jumparoo. He is the first child and cries when his sister pulls his hair.
Bailey has no teeth but sucks her thumb whenever she is tired, hungry or bored. Basically, all the time. We will get worried about this habit later for now we are relieved that neither of the children were ever interested much in pacifiers. She has great hand eye cordination and babbles to her Eric Carle Lion and My First Teddy Blanky all afternoon. She smiles frequently but only laughs occasionally. She was the first to roll all the way over and now rolls to the toys she desires. She sleeps all night and into the morning if you don't wake her, but as soon as you do you had better be ready with a bottle. She loves to kick her feet most often in the direction of Coop's head and she seems slightly frustrated by her lack of hair.
They are doing well and get better all the time. We are very, very fortunate.