It amazes me that I have 4 month old babies. They are so small and tiny still, and they don't do anything that 4 month old babies should do. They weigh about 9 and a half pounds each. I think when Rylen was 4 months he was around 16 pounds.
If we are out in public, people will often ask "how old are they?". I always stumble over the answer. If I say "4 months", they look at me as if I'm some awful mother who doesn't feed her babies. But, it feels wrong to outright lie and say "2 months" which is their "corrected age".
Corrected age or "adjusted age" is a term used to describe the age of premature babies. Basically, you count from the due date, and this is their "corrected age". It gives a more accurate description of how they should be behaving developmentally. The time from when they were actually born, to their due date, was spent just trying to survive and grow. It doesn't really count because they were still supposed to be cookin' away in my belly!
So, Garrett and Rhys' corrected age is around 9 weeks. And they do act like 9 week old babies. I feel as though the newborn stage for these guys, has lasted forever! Which is good, because there are alot of awesome things about the newborn stage (if you can get past the sleep deprivation to enjoy them). There is absolutely nothing like a just-fed little baby snuggling into your neck, smelling all milky and sleeping like a rock. And, you can pretty much bring them anywhere with you. Newborns are quite portable. So long as they are fed and changed, they are good to go.
But, I am starting to see some changes in the boys. They are smiling, and cooing, and staying awake longer between feeds. They both have more head control now and aren't as squishy and floppy. And the sound of their cries is becoming different and more "big boy". They are finally growing up! Of course this makes me happy. But also sad. I will miss the newborn stage. I won't miss the sleep deprivation (but who am I kidding, that will last awhile longer). Putting away some of their clothes that they have outgrown is bittersweet. I can't believe how small they used to be.
Times sure flies. All you moms out there know what I'm talking about right?
I sure do!
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