The twins are a little over three months old and we just now made it to their two-month well visit. I’m new to the whole well-visit thing, so I didn’t know you needed to schedule these things a month in advance.
Things are mostly good–the boys have learned how to smile and it’s incredibly fun. Louis is a flirt–anyone and everyone is subject to his big cheesy grin. August, on the other hand, is more reserved. He smiles, but unlike Louis he holds back a little. Both are sweet, sweet babies.
They both still get up in the middle of the night a lot, but they take their bottles and go right back to sleep. I’m doing pretty well–taking a nap each day to get enough sleep, but nothing I can’t handle.
Louis has officially been diagnosed with Torticollis. If you’re unfamiliar with that term, basically, he prefers to hold his head in a particular direction. It’s probably due to restricted space in utero. It can be resolved with physical therapy, so Charlie’s PT is going to squeeze us in during some of her cancellations, so we can get started.
August is the one that has me a little worried though. He still struggles to pick up his head. I really think he’s just delayed because of his small size. I really think he’s going to get there eventually.
But I hate worrying about it.
Early Steps (our state’s early intervention) is going to send someone out to keep an eye on him. One of Charlie’s old therapists will be back and I adore her, so that’s good.
So that’s a therapist for Louis and a therapist for August.
I’m really trying not to worry.