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Who's who? Ysha and Yza

I'm blessed with twins :) and 3 days from now, they will be 2 months old. I feel like they're growing so fast and I'm amazed by everything that makes them alike in many ways. However, I'm more interested in things that make them different from each other.

My Ysha (Elisha Velika)

Ysha is "Baby A" (as noted by the surgeon who conducted the CS operation). When she was born, she was very red - not pinkish but really reddish and I was so worried. They conducted a series of blood tests and other tests on her and after days of anxiety, they told me that she was indeed as healthy as her twin sister.


Ysha was the baby whom the US technician wrongly predicted to be a boy. She's slightly smaller (lighter) than Yza when she was born. Up to now, Yza is still bigger than her and the reason is obvious - Ysha is so active and she doesn't drink as much milk as Yza does.

Ysha loves breast milk more than bottled milk. I think she'll be a morena when she gets older. Also, her nosebridge is higher than ours (Yza, Yana, and me) and she loves sleeping on her back and on her side.


My Yza (Elyza Venise)

Now, my baby B has a lighter skin tone than Ysha, so much so that I also worried a lot when she was born. Fortunately, she too was very healthy. She was born 8 minutes after Ysha.


Yza is my 'tabachingching' baby. She can drink more than 4 ounces of milk straight. She also sleeps longer than Ysha. Unlike her sister, Yza is not picky with her milk - you can feed her with the powdered milk or breastmilk, it won't matter to her. She loves to sleep on her tummy.

Yza has a birthmark (where and what color I won't share here.. it's a mommy secret!) and she has more hair than Ysha. Yza looks pretty much like Yana.

Both of them love lullabies and you will have to cradle them to sleep. I also noticed that Yza's voice has a higher pitch than Ysha so I can tell which one of them is crying even when I can't see them :) Yey!

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