Tuesday, May 29, 2007


One of the most fascinating things about having fraternal twins is watching them develop at different rates and reach milestones in different orders. At first, it was a little disconcerting, and we couldn't help comparing/worrying -- you may recall, Elsa smiled at 7 weeks, while Clio was still barely making eye contact.

But Clio started cooing and gurgling well before Elsa. It's only in the last couple of weeks that Elsa has really "found her voice." And she uses it constantly. The other day when I tried to put them both down for a nap, Elsa just lay there squeaking and squealing and ga-ga-ing with glee. A very sleepy Clio turned her head and gave me a look like "will you get her out of here, please?"

Elsa is also the rolling over champ. This is posing something of a problem with sleeping at night, because she can sometimes manage to roll over onto her stomach while swaddled, and then gets stuck and can't roll back. (Yes, we're still swaddling, but are hoping to try to wean them off it in the next month or so.)

The girl is also just itching to crawl. Yesterday the three of us were hanging in the backyard on a blanket, and Elsa actually managed to shimmy forward about a foot or so, GI Joe style, on her stomach. She's totally got the leg movement down, but not the upper body strength to use her arms to help pull her forward. It seems to be quite frustrating to her -- she was whining and whimpering the whole time. I tried to "rescue" her by turning her onto her back, but she just rolled back over and started shimmying again. So, I started humming the theme from "Rocky" and let her go at it.

Clio, meanwhile, was content to lie in my lap and look up at me and gurgle and babble. Perhaps she was trying to explain why, at this juncture, rolling over and crawling do not interest her, and that this does not necessarily mean that she is a serial killer.

In other milestone news, both girls are now just big enough to use the ExerSaucer (an awesome shower gift from the Mama de Marlie), bringing the brightly colored plastic to grown-up furniture ratio in our living/dining room up to approximately 1:1.

Elsa, being a little bit taller and stronger, is more mobile in the thing -- she can actually turn herself around in the seat and bat at some of the toys. Clio sort of just sits there and smiles bemusedly at the stuff. For both, though, it seems to be a welcome change of venue.

Oh yes, and for those of you who've lost count, as of yesterday, the girls are 5 months old. Practically adolescent! I expect them to ask for cell phones any day now.


Blogger Eva said...

They sound quite adorable and entertaining. With b/g twins in our house, we also are noticing the different rate in milestones, and trying not to worry if one can't do something the other can. I imagine if you have them sequentially rather than simultaneously you just don't remember the ages the first did things, so it's not as noticeable.

1:27 PM  
Blogger Churlita said...

Until she starts torturing animals, I wouldn't worry about her becoming a serial killer.

Five months? Wow, time does pass quickly. If I were you, I'd just go purchase the family plan for your cell phones now.

11:10 AM  

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