As of tonight, the light heavyweights are tipping the scales at:
Asher = 5lbs 8oz
Nolan = 6lbs 2oz
Asher has now been moved back into a crib, without brother, in order to prop his head up higher and deal with his "supposed" reflux. He has also been started on Ranitidine (Zantac) for a 5 day trial, so we'll see if that helps. I personally think it's less about reflux and more about plain old exhausted lungs that have been pushed too hard, but unfortunately mom doesn't make the decisions even when she think she knows best. Sigh. We'll see if the reflux meds are the magic cure.
Frustrated mom, signing off to pump and zzzzzzzz.
PS - When I got off the phone with our nurse this morning Rio asked me if Nolan had had any bradys. Ummm, pardon?! When I asked her what a brady was she said "When their heart beats too slow. It needs to beat FAST to make them big and strong". I melted. No three year old should be able to define bradycardia and how it affects her tiny brothers. On the other hand, just another proof of her brilliance ;)