We are 6 weeks old today.

Thanks to a home visit from a nurse, we now know that Anya weighs in at 8 pounds and 8 ounces while her older sister, Rachel, is 7 pounds and 4 ounces. Anya is the big eater. The home visit was conducted by the city of Washington, DC because until recently, DC had the highest infant mortality rate in the nation. Wow. Sad. So they send out nurses to all new moms to make sure they aren't planning on killing them or putting them at risk for SIDS. It was nice for me because I got to prove that Anya was way bigger than Rachel. This is how lucky I am.

My six week post partum appointment with my OB showed that the girls are indeed identical. At least the pathology report on my placenta says so. But we don't think they look alike at all. Perhaps it is the extra pound. To me, Anya looks exactly like Jeff's mom did as a baby and Rachel looks just like Jeff. The only thing on them that looks like me is their toes. All I get are toes. :) I am wondering if perhaps they are half-indentical... meaning that the egg split before meeting sperm and then each half of my egg got a different sperm. I read about this in a twin book, but I don't think that medical science can prove that it happens. Time will tell if the girls are identical, I suppose.

Six weeks old is a weird time with babies. I feel as if I am waiting for someone to awaken from a coma. Soon, they will be smiling at me and cooing and completely interacting with us. For now, I get little bits of this from Anya (always two days ahead of her sister with everything). But before I know it, my infants will be full babies. I can't wait.

Someone just started screaming.... duty calls.