About these babies

Our tiniest babies are 11 months apart. Our daughter Arie is 13 months old and our son Kaja is 2 months. Aside from being different genders let me tell you these two babies are night and day difference. It’s kind of mind blowing how different they are just this far. Both my pregnancies were real easy, I didn’t find out if I was pregnant until I was nearly half way through both of them (praise God). I’ll start with Arie, the first baby I gave birth to. Arie came naturally right on her due date. She didn’t cry at all when she was born, she just stared at me. She was born with a full head of strawberry blonde hair. Her hair is still cute little strawberry blonde and starting to curl and this girl is so white I swear she’d glow in a black light. She’s always been a ham; she’s always, smiled, waved, blows kisses to everyone. She’s little love bug, but for her first damn near 6 months of life was soooo colicky. I don’t think we ever got a full nights sleep. She screamed every time we got in the car and every time we tried to put her to sleep. Everyone always told me to just let her cry and she’d cry herself to sleep eventually. To everyone that told me that kindly go fuck yourselves. Girlfriend would cry FOR HOURS. She’d cry until her face turned purple, she cried until she couldn’t breathe, she’d cry so hard she’d throw up and then choke on her puke. The only thing that would make her stop is going outside. She still wakes up once a night to cry around, but we’re past that other shit thank God. She loves to adventure, get out of the house, play outside, listen to music, and chase her brothers around now that we can. She’s a chonk and always been hot blooded and constantly sweating which makes her IRATE especially if her fat little feet get too hot. She’s hilarious, sassy, determined, and loving. Now for Kaja. He came naturally 4 weeks before his due date. This guy came out with a full head of dark hair and a moderate tan (not jaundiced just olive toned). He was just as long as his sister and just a pound lighter (20in 6.5lbs). Little mister is long and skinny (he’s getting chunkier). He’s constantly frozen and pissed off about it. This guy is so chill I thought there was something wrong with him. He literally only cries when he poops, when he’s hungry, and when his sister beats on him. He sleeps like a champ; I’m certain he’d only wake up once during the night to eat if his sister didn’t wake him up when she starts yelling around. He’s started smiling, but he saves most his conversations and smiles for his mommy. He hates car rides and he’s pretty particular about the music he wants played. Much like his sister he doesn’t want to be put down…ever. He loves to go outside and sleeps like an angel when we all go for walks. So, there you have it. Two babies, same parents, 11 months apart and completely different. I love my daughter a fuck load don’t get me wrong but I thank the universe daily that Kaja is nothing like her when she was tinier because I don’t know if I could handle her x2! With her being my first I didn’t know how different babies could be, I was expecting a similar experience with him. I can’t wait to watch him keep growing and developing his own little personality. Babies are great, babies are weird, babies will make you feel like you’re going crazy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.