Two weeks of Two Sweet Babies

Coming Home!

Our little Fozzy Bears

Time is flying, and at the same time days are LONG. Babies thrust caregivers into some sort of odd time warp. Our babies are awesome and behaving marvelously- as long as someone is feeding, changing or holding them. At first, Liam and Oliver made noises like little squeak toys when they needed something. Now they make bleating noises like sheep or really unnerving grunting noises like zombies. Ask me about the song I wrote about this new phenomenon- (although my mom disapproves.)
We've had a ton of great visits from relatives and friends: Lauren and Erik come at least twice a week to help out, hold babies and make food; Gammy and Grampa Scherer, Uncle Joe Scherer (minus poor Aunt Katie, and cousins Johnny and Andy due to a bug), Aunt Nancy, Uncle Chris and Aunt Cat, Aunt Lipa, Uncle Keithjones and Chris Perry, Uncle Tony and Aunt Rachel, Uncle Steve, Aunt Lisa and Paige, and tons of neighbors.



Oliver is his father's son. There is nothing gentle about him. He is charming and messy and twitchy and absolutely darling. Liam is a bit less messy, but very noisy and wild eyed. They like being together and Oliver is quite a snuggler with his brother.

My middle name IS Danger after all

What should have been a cursory midnight feeding/diaper change turned into a lovely mustard yellow christening for mom. MMMmmmm. What can you expect when your child's middle name is Danger?

WELCOME IVERS A and B!!!!

They're finally here and clearly some of the finest children ever born (along with the reader, of course.) Liam James (Bond) and Oliver Xavier (Danger) Ivers were born Thursday, October 11, 2007 at 6:46 and 7:06 am. Liam was 4 pounds, 13 ounces and 18 3/4 inches; Oliver was 5 pounds, 5 ounces and 18 1/2 inches. Each is happy and healthy and feeding (and pooping!) like champs.
I was told on Tuesday October 9 at a doctor's appointment that these boys needed to be delivered due to Liam dropping off in weight. Doctors and nurses at Highland Hospital tried valiantly for over 30 hours to induce me, and then out of the blue I needed to deliver. It took less than an hour and was more like a party atmosphere than anything you see in the movies. Chris and Lauren attended the delivery and Aunt Lauren took amazing pictures. Everything was fantastic and uncomplicated.
We had wonderful visitors in the hospital and well wishers from all over the North East calling and sending gifts. Aunt Lauren and Uncle Ick, Gammy Scherer (poor Grampa was sick!), Babcia and Grampy Ivers, Aunt Cat and Uncle Chris Brent, The Gambill Family, Uncle Tony and Aunt Rachel Bailey Jones, Marta and Kaitlynn Frank, and others popped in the hospital to give us flowers, toys and dinner. Thank goodness because hospital food is worse than it is rumored to be.
So far at home, people have made us a ton of dinners and have stopped in to help cook and clean- and to meet the awesome little rugrats. Gammy Scherer is staying with us to help right now, and Grampa Scherer finally was able to visit! I may be biased, but I think these children are darling- even for newborns who usually look like aliens or lizards. Okay, they looked a little like lizards at first, but things have drastically improved. Oliver looks like Fozzy Bear and Liam is a thoughtful and bright eyed little man who looks like a Keebler Elf. Chris and I have not really slept but are still remarkably happy about these two guys.