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.

On Saturday I noticed that Charlie’s ear looked like it had something crusty in it. Sadly, this isn’t terribly unusual. I never fail to be amazed at the places that child can get food. Eggs in particular turn up in his ears, hair, eyebrows, etc. on a regular basis. So, I put some water on my finger, and just wiped his ear quickly to clean it up.

A few hours later my husband tells me, “there’s water coming out of Charlie’s ear!” Well,  I assumed that it was water from when I had cleaned his ear earlier, so I told him not to worry about it.

Monday, his ear is again looking crusty. I take a closer look and see that there is, in fact, fluid leaking out of his ear. After some major panicking (do NOT Google ear fluid. I’m a veteran Googler and it was still a pretty unsettling search), I called the pediatrician’s office and she called in some antibiotic ear drops.

Poor kid probably had an ear infection for three days before I realized it.

Sometime I feel like a pretty good mom–this was not one of those days.

Modeling a "beaded" necklace pre ear infection.

The other day I noticed that a friend of mine had changed his Facebook profile picture to a picture of his daughter. At first glance, I wasn’t sure whose picture it was.  Upon further inspection, however, I realized that it’s just a regular kid–one of those crazy neurotypical types–looking a little funny. I thought to myself, “I wouldn’t put that picture up of my child.” Mouth wide open, eyes looking askance–it’s probably a great capture of her personality, but not the most flattering image of her.  I consistently try to only put really great pictures of Charlie up on the Internet.

And it got me wondering–am I too worried about appearances? When I put up pictures of Charlie, I try to select only the best. I try to avoid eye crossing, drool, or anything that’s less than flattering.

I wonder if I’m being overly sensitive. I wonder if I’m choosing pictures where he looks less disabled. I hope that’s not it. I feel like I’m completely comfortable with who he is, but maybe not? I don’t know.

Looking at me a tad cross-eyed while working on the study of Africa